"Yes, it is said that Yan Qiaozhong has a very good relationship with Wu Zenghua, the commissioner of the investigation department. The two often drink together in private." Liu Dacheng's mouth was like a small cannon, and he said everything he knew happily.

As long as you can save your life, you can say anything, deceive, slander, or frame it.

In his life dictionary, there are no four words to keep confidential for the sake of faith.

Ye Se held Liu Dacheng's chin and smiled gloomyly: "Inspector Liu, someone asked you what you are doing here, do you know what to say?"

"I know, so I say that the secret service arrested the Communist Party and asked me to prove how many of his family members were, what they did." Liu Dacheng often handled cases and had a lot of experience in dealing with inquiries from all aspects.

Ye Se tilted his head, Li Quan walked past and untied the rope that bound Liu Dacheng.

Liu Dacheng looked around carefully. There was no one else in the interrogation room except Li Quan. He shamelessly made a surprising request: "Well, Chief Ye, do you think I am a frank explanation? Can you give me some reward?"

Yese glanced at him contemptuously and ordered Li Quan: "Go and give him a reward."

Liu Dacheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Section Chief Ye, please contact us more in the future."

He followed Li Quan out of the interrogation room.

More contact? Fuck!

After experiencing this incident, Liu Dacheng made up his mind and ran away.

So he proposed to give money and get a little more.

Based on the current situation, maybe the investigation department will bring him in tomorrow. When he gets there, he has no confession to delay. Apart from suffering and even losing his life, he has entered a dead end and has no way out.

For the sake of the present, I can only run away.

Ye Se looked at Liu Dacheng's back, not because he didn't guess his thoughts, but because this person was no longer useful to him. Once he was targeted by the investigation department, his mouth that could speak out would be of no use to him.

Liu Dacheng's thoughts are exactly what he wants.

Leaving the interrogation room, he met Shen Qingfeng who had returned.

"How is it?" He knew Ye Se was interrogating Liu Dacheng.

"Chu Se, please help me analyze it. After I interrogated Liu Dacheng, I couldn't believe whether my judgment was correct." Ye Se rubbed his brows, not hiding his anxiety and anxiety at all.

"What's the judgment?" Shen Qingfeng asked.

"Liu Dacheng confessed that the new police chief Yan Qiaozhong and Wu Zenghua had a close personal relationship. Do you know this?" Ye Se only had a head, and the bombshell was behind.

"I heard from others that it should be good." Shen Qingfeng answered calmly, with a normal expression.

Yese smiled bitterly: "So have you heard of this? Wang Chu's confidante had contact with Wu Zenghua."

After hearing this, Shen Qingfeng, who was walking lightly, stopped directly where he was.

His face turned as night wished, and finally turned into shock: "Impossible."

What this means is frightening.

"After you left by car yesterday, I called Sun Songtao to the office. You know he is complaining now. When I persuaded him, he said that after Wang Chuan was unconscious, Wu Zenghua had been to that woman's house, so there would be no mistake."

There is a woman mixed in between the two spy chiefs. Is it a simple disaster or a holy beauty?

No matter which one, it is inappropriate.

"You want to say?" Shen Qingfeng didn't believe such a bizarre thing.

"I don't believe it either, but in theory, there is actually at least half the possibility of such things." Ye Se said his judgment with difficulty.

Love killing.

The fuse was caused by the disagreement of politics, because the intervention of women eventually triggered, and the war between two men for one woman could only end with the death of one man.

Shen Qingfeng did not answer the conversation.

It is impossible for two men who can play conspiracy into love to kill a woman.

However, he didn't dare to be so sure.

Men are prone to impulsiveness, but are there fewer things for a beauty to get angry?

He exhaled a long sigh: "Night, keep it steady. You must not let outsiders know about this kind of thing."

"Don't worry, I didn't say anything except you. Although I don't believe it, I want to check some things, such as that woman, I'll check it alone." Yese asked.

"This is no problem. Mr. Wang has to explain to us and our own people. You can check it out without worrying." Shen Qingfeng's overall situation awareness has always been clear and firm. He knows what to do and what not to do.

"Yes." Yese replied.

He had a deeper understanding of Shen Qingfeng's cunning.

Early the next morning, Ye Se asked Li Quan to go outside the police station to keep an eye on Liu Dacheng's whereabouts, and sent Feng Yang and Wan Jun to continue investigating the affairs of Zhu Zhengming and Zhu Changming brothers.

He went outside Sanshengzhai Gate by himself.

Sitting at a shoe-tight stall, he took out ten times the price and bought it for two hours.

He needs this seat, and an excuse to stay in place reasonably.

The little boy who was polishing his shoes took out a pair of clean slippers for him, then savagely pulled the shoes from his feet, put them on his palm, and wiped them bit by bit like utensils used for sacrificial utensils.

The customer gave him ten times the salary, and he had to show ten times the effort in front of the customer.

People are big and timid.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Fang Yiling appeared at the gate of Sanshengzhai accompanied by Zhang Peifeng.

The two of them should have made an appointment before they came. Youxin stood at the door and greeted him with a smile.

Ye Se moved away from the newspaper, exposed his eyes and stared at the opposite side.

When two women stand side by side, they are dazzling and dazzling, enough to match the noblest man in the world.

Ye Se understood the reason why Wang Jin was willing to accept the pomegranate skirt.

Perhaps, Wu Zenghua can't get rid of this peerless face.

When he was looking, Zhang Peifeng suddenly looked up and looked in his direction.

That kind of keenness and sharpness is comparable to the night color.

Ye Se put down the newspaper openly, her face wearing a mask was a strange face after disguise. She pointed to the boy's hand of the shoe shining boy and taught her a lesson.

The little boy is slick, sometimes he contradicts a few words, laughs, and behind his mature side is the child's innocence.

Zhang Peifeng rubbed his temples: "What's wrong with me? I'm suspicious."

He clearly felt that someone was monitoring him, and even though he was sure that he had found the right direction, the same thing in his eyes was not the case.

The rare sense of frustration made Zhang Peifeng depressed.

"Miss Fang, please." At the door, Youxin Luoluo was generous. She was one of the few people who knew Fang Yiling the best.

Fang Yiling likes to be called Miss Fang instead of Mrs. Zhang.

As Miss Fang, she lives in a colorful and pleasant way.

As Mrs. Zhang, she lives a frustrated and resentful life and is depressed.

Fortunately, Youxin is about the same as hers. No one can tell who is as good as her.

"I think you'd better ask first, after all, you are an elder." Fang Yiling said teasingly.

Youxin smiled at each other, put on an elder's posture, walked in front of Fang Yiling and entered Sanshengzhai.

In Yesai's opinion, this order is not in line with the rules and is not something that a well-educated young man can do.

The huge gap between Youxin and Fang Yiling on and under the table is exactly the ulterior motive between them.

The night changed into another place. At the first intersection that must be passed after Sanshengzhai came out, I found a tea stall to sit down. There were many people here and there were high mobility. The possibility of Zhang Peifeng detecting it was very slim.

An hour later, Zhang Peifeng's car drove through the intersection, indicating that the meeting between Zhang and his son and Youxin was over.

What they talked about is unknown now, but the relationship between Fang Yiling and Youxin is definitely not as simple as outsiders know it.

The night is not in a hurry, this relationship is not the most urgent thing to understand at present.

He paid for the tea and walked to Anxin Pharmacy calmly.

"Boss Huo, you are here." Ouyang Lei still greeted respectfully.

Such people can always put themselves in the right position, neither humble nor arrogant, and are very fond of Ye Se.

"Is the business good lately?" Ye Se asked gently.

The business he mentioned refers to Ouyang Lei's traditional Chinese medicine business affiliated with a pharmacy.

"Thank you for your care, it's very good." Ouyang Lei was a little excited.

He calculated that if this continues, he will soon earn money to open a store by himself.

Night stretches out its thumb.

Ouyang Lei was still preparing to talk a little, but was interrupted by the footsteps of Feng Yang hurriedly walking in.

"I'll go out first." Ouyang Lei waved his hand at Feng Yang.

He is not stupid. Whether he is the boss Hawthorne or his former friends Feng Yang and Li Quan, he has a mysterious and weird aura on his body, and it is not something that ordinary people like him can provoke.

Feng Yang was not polite either. After Ouyang Lei stepped out of the store, he closed the door tightly. After watching Ouyang Lei walk away from the crack, he closed the door tightly.
To be continued...