Chapter 1518

"Well, it's OK not to start. Tell me if you left a hand when you told Peggy the news. Tell me if you ordered the person who made the terrorist call to Peggy and the truth of Peggy's father's death."

Ji Ziming stared at Pei Zhenghui with cold eyes. Pei Zhenghui sobbed in the quiet prison.

"I had to do what happened back then."

"You have to! Pei Zhenghui, you say you have to! You collude with outsiders to frame my father. That's your brother. How can you, how can you bear to do it!"

Pei Ge, who had calmed down, couldn't help staring angrily when he saw Pei Zhenghui's refusal to regret. There was a hidden murderous spirit in his cold voice.

"How can you? That's your brother, the brother born to a mother!"

Pei Ge couldn't control himself and cried louder and louder. Looking at Pei Ge who was about to collapse, Ji Ziming quickly hugged Pei Zhenghui. Pei Zhenghui stood in place and his whole body began to tremble.

He knelt down with a thump.

Over the years, he also regretted that the elder brother in his memory was willing to help him no matter what happened, but now he has become a homeless ghost in his hands. He didn't regret, but he knew that he couldn't come back.

"Pei Zhenghui, I just want you to answer my questions. I promise you, I won't touch your family."

Ji Ziming's eyes were cold, looking at Pei Zhenghui kneeling on the ground and humming, "if you still choose not to say anything, don't blame me for using the power of my Ji family."

"President Ji, what do you want me to say and what do you want me to say? I have told Peige all the information I know about that year. What else do you want to ask from me?"

Pei Zhenghui cried in a low voice, and there was a sob in his throat, but he still didn't deceive Ji Ziming and Peige.

"Old man, are you really not going to say it? Or do I have to do something to your favorite people before you dare to tell me the truth?"

Ji Ziming's eyes sank. In this gray prison, he couldn't help becoming more sinister and bloody.

"I really don't know."

Pei Zhenghui didn't intend to say his last way out. He knew in his heart that if he did, he might not be able to live here in prison, but if he didn't, his daughter might not be able to live.

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Zhenghui and showed no sign of confessing to him. He took out his mobile phone and called He Yun. The phone was soon connected.

"He Yun, check Pei Zhenghui's woman and who's left in the family."

"It's the president."

What else does he Yun want to ask, but when he thinks that Ji Ziming has always had his own principles and purposes, he will shut his mouth and take the fastest action to find the most accurate information is what he wants to do at the moment.

Ji Ziming hung up the phone, hugged Pei GE's thin waist, and his voice was low and clear. "Don't be afraid. Even if Pei Zhenghui doesn't say it now, I have a way to make him tell all the truth quickly."

While saying this, Ji Ziming looked at Pei Zhenghui. He clearly saw a trace of hesitation and doubt written on Pei Zhenghui's face.

It doesn't matter. Ji Ziming knows that Pei Zhenghui will speak out sooner or later. The truth of this matter is the biggest breakthrough from him.

"President Ji, Peige, please don't disturb my family."

Because he was in prison, the family was no longer the original family. The only thing he can do now is not to disturb them.

"OK, you can also tell me what's going on first. Who is the real behind the scenes of my father-in-law's accident?"

Ji Ziming squats down with a knife hidden in his eyes. Looking at Pei Zhenghui, it's more like he can solve him on the spot in the next second.

"Second uncle, I call you again in this name. You told me before that it was a man named Yang Hua. Didn't he really come to you after your accident?"

Pei Zhenghui's face darkened when he heard Peige mention Yang Hua.

"No... No."

Ji Ziming found a clue as soon as he heard his stuttering answer.

"Say it again!"

Ji Ziming tugged at Pei Zhenghui's collar. Pei Zhenghui didn't breathe a breath and gasped, "I... I said... I'll tell you."

Ji Ziming suddenly let go. Pei Zhenghui fell to the ground with the sound. His hard head rubbed violently on the ground and slightly penetrated blood. The whole person looked embarrassed, like a lamb slaughtered by others, with no power to fight back.

"You do know."

Pei Ge was heartbroken and his eyes were filled with tears. "It turned out that you lied to me last time. You knew everything, but pretended not to know anything. It hurt me so much. Pei Zhenghui, how could my father have a brother like you? In order to protect himself, you covered up the murderer of him and refused to let me know."

"What can I do? When you came to me, you were so aggressive. I must have left a way for myself. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lived in this prison for so long. If I had told you everything, Yang Hua would have sent someone to kill me."

Pei Zhenghui was helpless. This time, he really had nothing, even the last secret.

"Pei Zhenghui, I warn you, if you dare to play tricks, I can kill you now!"

Ji Ziming's eyes were fierce. At the moment when he just started, Peige couldn't believe it. This was the person who was warm with her last night.

"How can I play tricks again? I'm in prison now and can't get out. Let alone deliver the news, I can't even see Yang Hua."

Pei Zhenghui snorted that he was a dying man. If it weren't for Ji Ziming's threat, he wouldn't be able to hand over his last trump card.

"Didn't you say someone called Peggy with a strange number? It doesn't show the geographical location, does it?"

The dust on Pei Hui's forehead came out slowly at noon. The blue prisoner's clothes were so dirty that it could be seen that he did not do well in this prison. The whole person looked like a lost dog.

"Yes."

The more Pei Zhenghui said, the more Ji Ziming felt that this matter had nothing to do with Pei Zhenghui, or Pei Zhenghui already knew who this person was, but he was unwilling to say it out of his own protection.