Yu Fengji was both annoyed and amused, couldn’t help but tap Chang Bin’s head with the docunt in his hand, "What on earth are you thinking with your head? Instead of this, why not figure out how to solve last year’s 724 case."
Chang Bin rubbed his head aggrievedly, "It’s not what I think! That’s what everyone says privately. By the way, boss, I think Fu Xinwu is really nice! Her family background is top-notch, and she’s outstanding, a top student. You’d be hard-pressed to find soone better than her in the entire Imperial City. We’re genuinely thrilled about her becoming a sister-in-law."
Yu Fengji was lost in thought about sothing, squinting slightly as his mind wandered afar.
It took several calls from Chang Bin to snap back.
"Ahem..." Yu Fengji cleared his throat, "Enough of this. Fu Xinwu is Huo Beijiang’s niece; I’m just helping to keep her out of trouble."
"Tsk!" Chang Bin didn’t believe it! If it were truly just a friend’s request, would you bring soone ho?
The boss has a cleanliness obsession; whenever they visit, they’re despised.
"How’s Ying Jiuming doing with the interrogation results over there?" Yu Fengji instinctively rubbed his cheek twice and walked with Chang Bin towards the interrogation room. With the downfall of the Leng Family and the capture of Leng Peixi, there’s plenty of interrogation and capture work ahead.
Finally eradicating the Dark Street scourge, he must attend various comndations, celebrations, etings from above. Busy for eight years, no ti to think about those things making him... making him sad.
In the interrogation room, Ying Jiuming’s interrogation of Leng Peixi went on all night, yet there was no progress.
The departnt is full of skilled interrogators, but none can do anything about Leng Peixi. When Yu Fengji arrived, Ying Jiuming was chit-chatting with Leng Peixi in the interrogation room.
That’s right! Just chit-chatting.
In Ying Jiuming’s words, it’s getting intel, but Leng Peixi isn’t easily fooled. Though she’s caught, she speaks more calmly than before.
In the villa on the hill, she often raged, cursed, nearly lost control emotionally. But that’s because everything was under her control, she did what she wanted and said what she pleased.
Now that she’s a prisoner, she’s damnably calm.
"Enough! Ying Jiuming, my knowledge of you is no less than your knowledge of ," Leng Peixi taunted, her handcuffed hands resting on the chair, "Your interrogation techniques won’t work on ."
Leng Peixi arrogantly raised her neck and coldly snorted, "Bring Huo Beijiang to see . Only if he cos personally will I speak, otherwise, no chance!"
"He won’t co to see you."
"If he doesn’t co, I absolutely won’t talk." Leng Peixi’s eyes held a stubborn obsession; she knew Huo Linong wouldn’t see her, nor would Huo Beijiang. Before, she could resort to any ans, but now she doesn’t need to.
Leng Peixi curled her lips in a cold smile, "You’ll bring Huo Beijiang to see ."
Ying Jiuming nearly choked, no doubt! The director is already coordinating with the military. Leng Peixi holds too many criminal secrets and evidence, to get her to confess, the departnt will definitely fulfill her request.
But Ying Jiuming also knows, first, Huo Beijiang doesn’t want to see her, second, he’s abroad on a mission, there’s no knowing when he’ll complete it and return. If it’s a year or more, they can’t be left waiting endlessly.
"Impossible!" Ying Jiuming slamd the table, "You’re being unreasonable, Huo Beijiang won’t co to see you."
Leng Peixi remained unmoved, nodding, "I get it! He’s in Kannaya, so he won’t co, then let Jiang Nanfei co. If Jiang Nanfei sees , I might consider saying sothing."
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