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Chapter 173 Disgraceful means

Regarding the incident between South Korea and Japan, Luo Feng's original proposal was to ignore it and not participate.

There are many indifferent people in this society, not to mention that this incident involves terrifying factors such as drug dealers who stay away from normal lives. Even for the sake of safety, Luo Feng has to restrain the so-called sense of justice.

But he didn't expect that after going around, he had to intervene in the case.

First, the case of Fenglin Hotel is related to Pu Zhengnan. Before finding new clues, he must follow this line to track down. He always feels that Pu Zhengnan may have any special connection with the three souls in his body. Second, only by completing the task issued by the female ghost can he continue to complete this event.

Fortunately, the relationship between Cui's family and his family is indeed very good. Sometimes other people's children will get more tolerance and care.

After receiving Luo Feng's call for help, although Cui's father was surprised why he suddenly became interested in the case, he still helped him open the back door and asked him to go to the police station to find Fan Wuqing for help.

"I will turn off the camera in the interrogation room later, but I will stay in the room behind one-sided glass throughout. This is a necessary procedure, I hope you can understand."

Fan Wuqing led Luo Feng to walk in the crowded police station. After coming to the door of an interrogation room with a closed door, he turned to Luo Feng and gave him a message.

Of course, Luo Feng nodded quickly when he heard this, without asking any more questions. After Fan Wuqing opened the door of the interrogation room, he walked into the interrogation room with only one upper light on at his signal.

In the interrogation room, Han Richi, whose hands were firmly handcuffed by handcuffs on the table, originally thought that the person who was about to come in was Fan Wuqing, but when he saw that Luo Feng was sitting in the interrogation seat in front of him, he was stunned.

But soon, a sarcastic smile appeared on the middle-aged face, which was already unshaven.

"I told you why I always think you look familiar before... You are the son of Luoshui Group Luoshui Group, right? I saw your photos from a friend I met a few years ago."

Luo Feng didn't care about his weird tone. After sitting down, he looked at the one-sided glass behind him that was invisible, and then turned around and said lightly: "Your friend's process of taking my photos should not be very glorious."

"Are you reporters, isn't it all like this?" Han Richi's sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger. His hands were handcuffed, and his body leaned back on the fixed chair in the interrogation room. "People don't just put the truth on the table so honest. Sometimes they have to take some special measures."

"I think you look much easier than that night. I thought that staying in the detention center these few days would make you, the great reporter, be honest."

Luo Feng looked up at this guy, and the counterattack in his mouth was not weak.

Compared to what he saw in the circus that night, although Han Richi's current image is much cleaner, his whole mental state looks not very good.

Not only did the glasses on his face disappear, but his face was covered in stubble, but his face was pale, but his eyes were also bruised and swollen. It seemed that he hadn't had a good sleep for several days.

"I have said that I am not guilty. I admit that I was wrong to threaten you with a gun that night, but I don't admit any other crimes."

Han Richi said, leaning forward again, his eyes slightly trapped in his eye sockets fixedly staring at Luo Feng's calm face, "I'm very surprised, why did the police ask you, the eldest young master, to come here? Could it be that they want you to confront me?"

"It seems that there is no need to confront you. You won't change your confession anyway, right? I'm here today because I want to ask you something."

"You have something to ask me?"

Han Richi raised his eyebrows up, and then he also looked at the dark single-sided glass behind Luo Feng. He seemed to understand something and suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha... It's really! Ha, it's really... I just realized now that having money at home can really do a lot of things. Now, in the eyes of the police, I am clearly a piece of pork that can compete for me. But they actually asked you to see me with confidence? I'm really curious, how much money did you give them? Also, what do you want to do after these troubles to see me? Why, could you, the eldest young master, have taken some peach-colored photos and want me to help?"

He is worthy of being the editor-in-chief of gossip news. In almost a moment, Han Richi probably had many "reasons" for Luo Feng to find himself.

Luo Feng looked at this guy speechlessly, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had offended this guy in the past.

"Do you know me well?"

"Don't understand, if it's in general definition."

"Then why do you look like I am an arrogant and domineering rich family?"

"Have you not done anything like that? A few years ago, on the first day of college entrance examination, there was a 'gorgeous' opening in front of all the teachers and students of Jiahe University. Tsk tsk... What do you think I should think of you?"

"So you think I'm the kind of rich second generation who does everything evil in the TV series? Just because of this?"

"Isn't one thing enough? Some tags can be labeled on them only if someone else does it once."

Looking at Han Richi who always answered himself in a tone of beating, Luo Feng was silent for a moment and suddenly smiled.

He turned around and pointed to the dark reflective single-sided glass behind him, "So... are you labeled like this?"

Finally, Luo Feng's words made the calmness on Han Richi's face disappear.

He frowned tightly, stared at Luo Feng for a few seconds and said, "What are you looking for me? It's because I pointed a gun at you, the rich second generation, and came to the police station to cause trouble for me, right?"

"Please don't watch some bloody TV series normally, Han Da reporter!" Luo Feng gave him annoyed look, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I know the person you asked you to meet that night should be Yan Xiu, right?"

In an instant, Han Richi's face changed slightly.

He subconsciously sat upright and looked at the camera above the corner of the interrogation room from the corner of his eyes.

"The camera has been locked up, and that Officer Fan is my friend. Only the three of us know the conversation between me and you today."

Han Richi frowned and stared at Luo Feng, quickly took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "What the hell do you want to do?"

"Aren't you said? People don't just put the truth on the table, and sometimes they have to take some 'disgraceful' methods."

Luo Feng's fingers gently tapped the table in the interrogation room, staring at Han Richi's eyes intently. The dark eyes were faintly shining with a completely different luster than usual.
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