Reborn in the 1980s: The Rough Man Brother Loves Me So Much

A stench came over me.

Now the small space not only smelled fishy, ​​but also smelled like shit.

However, the two of them have long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and the kind of shock caused by excessive panic in the middle of the interrogation.

Because of this, they also went to a specialized school to learn first aid knowledge. According to Song Wei's words, it was not possible to kill anyone. If someone died, that was another matter.

Fan Er winked at Ma San, who went to the pool on the side and picked up a bucket of water.

It was still winter, and the tap water was also biting ice. Fan Er made room for Ma San, picked up the bucket, and rushed into the incinerator.

Wang Xueqing was in pain and cold. When a basin of biting cold water was poured down, his whole body was lifted.

The pain heightened.

He couldn't even scream, it felt like there was something blocked in his throat.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Fan Er went to open the door and found that it was Song Qi who came over and whispered a few words in his ear. Then Xu Chen was asked to leave to find Yan Jingqun, who was listening to the noise in the corridor.

Fan Er made a gesture with Song Qi and then returned indoors.

He cut the cloth tied around Wang Xueqing's mouth with a knife and smiled, "Boss Wang, does it taste good? Have you thought about how to explain it now?"

Wang Xueqing tried his best to open his eyes and looked at the dagger dangling in front of his eyes. The tip of the knife could still reflect his embarrassed face.

"I, I, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean it. No one, no one instigated me. I was blinded by lard."

"Oh? No one ordered you?"

"No, cough, cough, yes, it's me, too, too greedy for money. I just, just want to scare Miss Ling."

Fan Er smiled slightly, but the expression on his face hidden under the mask could not be seen clearly. A pair of eyes that seemed to be quenched with poison made Wang Xueqing very flustered, "Miss Ling? Could it be that you have done other things to Miss Ling? I didn't expect this man to do anything else." Today, I'll kill two birds with one stone. If you dare to mess with Miss Ling, you'll die!"

When Fan finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw Wang Xueqing.

"Aren't you from the Song family?"

"Song family? Of course not, what does it have to do with the Song family! But we do know Miss Ling. Everything should be dealt with truthfully. Don't be careless with me."

Wang Xueqing was about to speak, but the strength of the medicine came on again. It hurt so much that he couldn't speak at all, and the expression on his face was also very distorted.

Seeing this, Ma San brought two more buckets of water to wash him. The smelly water with feces flowed down Wang Xueqing's thighs. His pants, which were not tightly worn, were also washed away with the flow, and he was exposed after a while. A shriveled butt came out.

How embarrassing, how embarrassing.

"Are you going to tell me? I don't have time to waste time with you. Please explain quickly and stop trying to prevaricate me about Miss Ling."

Fan Er took the stick and poked Wang Xueqing's butt.

Because he was incontinent and had bowel movements, the medicine could not last long. Within an hour, they needed to know everything Wang Xueqing did in private and whether anyone instigated him.

Wang Xueqing calmed down a little. Seeing that Fan Er's hand kept pulling the ignition button of the incinerator, but failed to press it, he bit the bullet and said, "Can you please let me go out and talk."

"Are you negotiating terms with me?"

"I feel so uncomfortable. I can't think at all in here. It's too cold and it hurts too much."

"Okay, don't play tricks on me."

Ma San picked Wang Xueqing out of it with one hand, threw him on the stool with one hand, and tied him to the chair with a rope the next second.

Fan Er looked at Wang Xueqing's face, a little confused, "Boss Wang, if I remember correctly, do you have a son and a daughter?"

"Yes."

"However, your son and daughter don't look like you? It can be said that there is nothing like you."

"What do you mean?"

"It's no fun. Now it's time for you to explain."

Wang Xueqing lowered his head, still thinking about Fan Er's words, "No one really ordered me."

"Don't talk about Miss Ling, talk about other things you did. Don't think that we don't know whether the Yanjingtang incident has something to do with you!"

Wang Xueqing raised his head and shook his head, "The poisoning in Yanjintang has nothing to do with me. I didn't do it."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Fan Er and Ma San started laughing.

"Boss Wang, I didn't even say that Yanjintang was poisoned. How did you know that Yanjintang was poisoned?"

Wang Xueqing pursed his lips, damn, blast him.

My brain is such a mess!

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

Fan Er was a little impatient. He walked over and scolded Wang Xueqing.

He used all his strength to defeat Wang Xueqing in one blow.

As soon as he reacted, he gave the other side of his face a big slap.

His eyes glared and his voice became louder.

"It's drafted. If you don't drink the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty. I'll talk to you nicely, but you think I'm a paper tiger, don't you?"

Ma San immediately handed Fan Er a knife, and Wang Xueqing discovered that the knife actually had the words "Jingfeng" on it.

It turned out to be the knife taken out from Jingfeng.

He felt a chill on his neck, and then a stinging sensation on his neck. He couldn't move his hands, but he felt a stream of heat flowing down his neck.

"Ah! Blood, blood! Help, help!"

This time Wang Xueqing was really, really scared.

"I said it, I said it! But I don't know much! It was the driver of Yanjintang! The driver of Yanjintang poisoned me!"

"Who are you as a driver? How do you know it was him who poisoned you!"

"He is my distant cousin! My distant cousin!"

"Who gave him the poison!"

"The poison came with the Jingfeng grocery delivery truck. I really don't know who provided it! I only know that the truck was poisonous. My cousin comes back to pick it up once a week! Then it is added to Qianjintang's daily diet. , I don’t know the rest.”

Fan Er and Ma San looked at each other and heard the sound of movement outside the door. It was probably the rigorous group coming over.

Then Yan Jingqun led a few people and directly opened the door and entered the cremation room. Song Qi did not come forward, only told Yan Jinqun everything he had just heard, and then left the crematorium.

Next, it’s up to the Rigorous Group.

His task has been completed.

He was angry about Ling Ju's matter, and Yan Jingqun would definitely not let Wang Xueqing go.

Yan Jingqun was dressed in black and pounded three walnuts in his hand.

Behind him were four big men in black, holding iron bars in their hands.

Unlike the rigorous group Wang Xueqing saw last night, the rigorous group last night was smiling and seemed to be more friendly. At that time, he did not expect that Wang Xueqing would be connected with the Yanjintang incident. It was Song Zhiqing who reminded him last night.

But now, there is an air of chilling. It turns out that the boss of the Yan family really has some unspeakable gray forces.

Wang Xueqing was beating a drum in his heart. Compared to the person behind him, the rigorous group at this time seemed to be more terrifying.

A man in black moved a chair to the rigorous group, and he sat down.

In a calm tone, he said, "Boss Wang, I didn't expect to meet again so soon? Look at you, are you having a good time?"

Wang Xueqing put on a smile that was uglier than crying, "Mr. Yan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really can't help it. I said everything I could! There is absolutely nothing to hide."

"Where's the antidote to the tasteless fragrance?"

Wang Xueqing shook his head, "I really don't know, I don't know."

Yan Jingqun looked at his bare lower body and said, "Gentleman, put on his pants and pull him away. Then clean up here and go to our place."