The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

The man in black robe was rushed to the hospital, and Zhao Hongzhi fell into deep thought in the car.

Who is this mysterious man in black robe?

Judging from her dressing style, she is indeed somewhat similar to Yunyue who is rumored to always wear black, but it can't be such a coincidence, right?

Yunyue is the leader of this evil cult, how could he fall into their hands so easily?

The man in black robe was being treated. Outside the emergency room, Zhao Hongzhi paced back and forth, extremely anxious.

After waiting for several hours, it seemed as if time had stopped.

Finally, the doctor came out of the emergency room and told them that the patient was no longer in danger of death but still needed observation.

The man in black robe was transferred to the ward. He was lying on the bed with a pale face. The black robe had been changed into a hospital gown, revealing his Asian face.

His body was shaking from time to time.

Zhao Hongzhi sat on the edge of the bed, staring at him closely, trying to catch a clue from his expression.

Noticing that the man's fingers moved, Zhao Hongzhi guessed that he must have woken up.

"Who are you? Why are you there?" Zhao Hongzhi asked first.

Yunyue closed her eyes and remained silent, as if she was having a fierce struggle in her heart.

Zhao Hongzhi continued:

"No matter what kind of power is behind you, confessing now is your only way out."

Time passed by minute by minute, and the silence in the ward was depressing.

After a long time, Yunyue slowly opened her eyes, her voice weak and trembling:

"Comrade police officer, I surrender myself. I am Yunyue."

Zhao Hongzhi was shocked and ecstatic in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He felt that the case might have finally made a key breakthrough.

Just like this, Zhao Hongzhi sat beside Yunyue's bed, his eyes firm and gentle, the pen in his hand slid gently across the notebook, recording every detail.

Yunyue’s face was pale, and his eyes revealed deep fatigue and confusion, as if his soul was still wandering in the endless darkness.

"Yunyue, tell me first, how long did you stay in that basement?"

Zhao Hongzhi's voice was gentle, trying to reassure Yunyue.

Yunyue's lips trembled slightly, and her voice was low and hoarse:

"Comrade police officer, I really don't have an exact concept of time. It just feels like a century has passed."

Zhao Hongzhi nodded slightly, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes:

“We found Taiyang’s body in the cemetery next to the auditorium a week ago, but the body was later taken away.

I didn’t find you until today in the basement.”

A trace of shock flashed across Yunyue's face, and he almost muttered to himself:

"The sun is dead? How is that possible!

He was torturing me severely in the basement a few days ago, how could he suddenly die?"

"Don't get excited yet,"

Zhao Hongzhi comforted her softly. He knew how shocking this news was to Yunyue. "

Please recall the details of the incident carefully. The bathroom in the building showed signs of being used. Do you know what happened?"

Yunyue frowned and tried to recall, even though his body and mind were exhausted:

"I was locked up there the whole time and had no idea what was going on outside."

Zhao Hongzhi paused his pen on the paper, then continued writing:

"Did Taiyang say anything special or behave in any unusual way while he locked you up in the basement?"

Yunyue closed her eyes, as if trying to isolate herself from the outside world and focus on her memories:

"He kept scolding me, saying that I had ruined his plans. As for the rest, I was just thinking about how to survive."

"If you think about it carefully, this is crucial to our solving the case."

Yunyue opened her eyes and looked towards the ceiling, her eyes were empty and she seemed to be worried:

"Comrade police officer, I was so confused from the torture at the time that I really can't remember anything more."

Zhao Hongzhi's expression became serious. He knew that this was the critical moment for further investigation:

"Then why did you save Xie Xuan'an who was married to Taiyang?"

Yunyue hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and then spoke slowly.

"I... I feel sorry for him. I don't want him to suffer from the sun's special quirks in the future."

Zhao Hongzhi stopped recording at this moment. He looked up at Yunyue, his eyes full of inquiry:

"What's your hobby?"

Yunyue's eyes wandered, and after taking a deep breath, he finally spoke out.

"The sun is very controlling."

Zhao Hongzhi nodded and changed the subject.

"So how much do you know about this cult's activities abroad?"

Yunyue shook his head slightly, his expression mixed with guilt and confusion:

"I don't know much, except that they have contacts overseas, but I'm not involved in that."

"How much do you know about the sun?"

"Golden eyes, black hair, in his 20s, taller than me, probably over 1 meters tall, usually very cold and doesn't talk much. I don't know his background, I just follow him."

"I have always been assigned to the auditorium in Paris. I have only heard of other bases but have never been there. There is a small cult base in the western district of D City in China.

The remaining two large ones are like bases, both in foreign countries, one in the Land of Sakura and the other in the Land of Beauty. "

The falling moon tells the truth.

Zhao Hongzhi closed the folder in his hand and said in an encouraging tone:

"Thank you for the information you provided. Cooperate with us and strive for leniency. Do you understand?"

Yunyue turned his gaze to Zhao Hongzhi, and there was a hint of determination in his words:

"I understand, and I will tell you everything I know." Although he was weak, there was hope in his eyes.

Zhao Hongzhi walked out of the ward with a relaxed look on his face.

He walked as fast as the wind and beads of sweat glistened on his forehead.

After taking a few steps, his expression changed immediately.

His brows were furrowed, his heart was beating like a drum, and his thoughts were occupied by the upcoming fierce battle.