In the dark interrogation room, a person was cuffed in front of the interrogation table.

He was wearing prison uniform, with his head lowered, and he looked extremely gloomy.

Hearing some movement, Fu Qiang moved.

Only one pair of eyes on the decadent face was full of emotions.

"Is she coming to see me?"

The sound was like boiling water on a stove.

Yan Kuan did not answer, but pulled up a stool and sat in front of him: "I won't beat around the bush, let me tell you straight, she has taken a fancy to your shop."

"shop?"

Fu Qiang's eyes showed doubts, and then he sneered: "Huh, she has a big appetite. Just meeting her once, it's like asking me to give her a place to eat."

Yan Kuan also lowered his head helplessly.

This request is indeed quite excessive.

This face value is hundreds of thousands.

"Let her come and give her the shop and house."

Seeing that Yan Kuan was silent, Fu Qiang raised his head without any hesitation.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know that I will be responsible for what I say."

"You have to think clearly. The crime you committed was malicious harm to others. Your property was obtained legally and will not be seized. Once you give it away and the legal person changes, you will no longer have the right to use it."

"I know."

Fu Qiang still did not hesitate.

Yan Kuan didn't understand even more.

Why do you have to see the wind to know the truth?

I agreed even though the request was too much.

You know, owning a house and a facade is what many people dream of.

And he gave in.

"Since you have decided so, I won't persuade you."

Yan Kuan sighed, took out his cell phone and called Feng Zhibai.

The sound of a car honking its horn came from the other end of the phone.

Then the driver asked where they were going.

Yan Kuan put down his phone and looked at the screen.

He should have known a long time ago, even if he didn't tell her, she would know the outcome of the matter.

"Hello, Xiao Kuankuan."

A coquettish voice rang from the other end of the phone.

Yan Kuan raised his voice: "Ang, you have already set off, right?"

"Yes, I'll be there in a moment. Wait for me."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at the prison gate. Slow down."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Kuan said a few words to the guarding policeman, then turned and walked outside the prison.

The prison and the main police station are separate.

It takes fifteen minutes to drive from the headquarters to the police station.

Feng Zhibai and the others drove over half an hour from the city center.

He was not in a hurry, sitting in front of the prison door and checking his cell phone.

He waited until Feng Zhibai's car arrived before he put his phone away.

The driver thought they were visiting the prison and kept asking questions in the car. He was so curious that he died.

Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao ignored him, but Lao Mitou would chat with him one after another.

Before reaching the prison gate, the driver generously stopped the watch.

"We're here, let's go slowly."

"Thanks."

"fine."

Lao Mi Tou thanked him, got out of the car and opened the door.

Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao stretched themselves out of the car.

When Yan Kuan saw the three of them, he stood far in front of the door and greeted them.

"Miss Feng, Mr. Mi, Mr. Chen."

"Hey, Director Yan, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Lao Mi Tou was very polite.

Yan Kuan smiled: "No, I just came out."

Looking at Feng Zhibai, Feng Zhibai showed a harmless smile on his face: "Hi."

This smile made him hairy.

"Hey, Miss Feng, please come inside. Fu Qiang has been waiting for a long time."

"Lead the way."

With a smile, Feng Zhibai reached out to hold Yan Kuan's arm.

Yan Kuan was so frightened that he quickly ducked to Lao Mi Tou's side.

"Well, Mr. Mi, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you seem to be energetic again."

"Oh, really? I also feel that my health has been very good recently. I don't feel out of breath when I climb stairs."

Chen Xiaodao stood behind Feng Zhibai and almost laughed out loud.
Chapter completed!