Only after seeing Xiao Hei being sent to the ambulance did Song Qingyu finally feel at ease and follow the people from the Wolf organization to leave.

The group took Song Qingyu back to Tang's villa.

Seeing Song Qingyu coming back, Tang still had the mask on his face.

But the eyes beneath the mask were smiling in a particularly cunning manner.

Like a successful fox.

"Ms. Song, welcome back."

Song Qingyu stared at him and sneered, "Just do it."

Now that she had come to this place, she had no intention of leaving alive.

Tang was very surprised: "No, no, no, why would I do it now? I'm not such a cold-blooded person."

Then he said to the butler, "Bring up the two men in the dungeon to me."

Song Qingyu's eyebrows twitched.

She guessed that one of them was most likely Song Yan, but who could the other one be?

After receiving the order, the butler turned and left.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance of the dungeon with four bodyguards.

The entrance is a small iron door.

The housekeeper rang the doorbell.

A face peeked out from behind the iron window.

Seeing that it was the butler, he opened the door.

The sunlight outside the window instantly penetrated into the dark dungeon.

However, because the dungeon is low in altitude, the range of sunlight is limited.

It was still dark inside.

The butler took out a flashlight.

"Bring out the two men who were locked up earlier."

The person inside heard the noise, answered yes, and turned to walk towards where Song Yan and Pan Xiaolian were imprisoned.

He seemed to have adapted to life in the dark long ago.

No need to turn on the lights.

I have already touched the lock.

Immediately following.

It's the sound of pressing the combination lock.

After a few seconds, the lock finally came free.

With the help of the flashlight, the butler only saw two figures swaying, and then a terrible scream suddenly came from inside.

"Oh no, someone's dead."

Hearing this, the housekeeper's expression changed instantly.

He was about to walk in when he suddenly remembered something and quickly retracted his legs.

The dungeon door was also closed at this time.

In the dungeon.

The sound of uniform footsteps was heard.

I don’t know how long it took.

The dungeon door was opened again.

The two people walking in front came out carrying a corpse.

The housekeeper was dumbfounded when he saw that the dead person was Song Yan.

When he heard that someone had died inside, he thought it was Pan Xiaolian.

After all, it was Pan Xiaolian who tipped off the police, which led to Song Yan's murder.

Tang imprisoned Song Yan and Pan Xiaolian together just to give Song Yan a chance for Yunniang's sake.

Killed Song Yan personally.

Why was Song Yan killed by Pan Xiaolian?

The butler raised the flashlight in his hand.

Warm yellow light fell on the body of the dead man.

That face was indeed Song Yan's.

It can't be fake.

He moved the flashlight.

The flashlight beam fell on another person.

And that person was Pan Xiaolian.

Pan Xiaolian was obviously frightened.

Shivering.

He stared blankly at Song Yan lying on the ground, muttering non-stop: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me who killed him, it wasn't me... He died on his own..."

The housekeeper was overwhelmed.

Song Qingyu had just been captured when something happened to Song Yan.

And it happened in the dungeon.

Mr. Tang will definitely make trouble.

After thinking for a moment, the butler suppressed the irritation deep in his heart and asked sternly, "You and Song Yan are the only ones in the dungeon. Who else could have killed him if not you? Could it be that he committed suicide?"

It was unknown if this loud shout had any effect, but Pan Xiaolian, who had been in a panic a second ago, now seemed to have found a savior and rushed towards the butler: "Mr. Butler, I really didn't kill Song Yan. He really committed suicide!"

The two bodyguards quickly held down Pan Xiaolian.

The housekeeper sneered, "Pan Xiaolian, I advise you to tell the truth. Do you think Mr. Tang will believe such nonsense when he tells it to you? If so, you will probably die a more miserable death."

"Really, I really didn't lie." Pan Xiaolian said anxiously.

As she spoke, time went back more than two hours.

That was when she and Song Yan were just imprisoned.

After Song Yan grabbed her neck.

I suddenly felt that there was no hope of survival.

Just as she closed her eyes in despair, the force on her neck suddenly loosened.

Pan Xiaolian almost suspected that she was hallucinating.

But at this moment.

Song Yan behind him slowly fell down.

She was confused.

I have no idea what happened.

I didn't dare to move.

Because, in the darkness, she couldn't see anything.

All I could see was Song Yan lying on the ground.

She herself didn't know how much time had passed before she finally mustered up the courage to move closer to Song Yan, wanting to feel his breath.

But she was also afraid that Song Yan would wake up suddenly.

After thinking it over, she finally just hid in the corner.

Just kept looking at Song Yan quietly.

Waiting for him to wake up at any time.

But after waiting for a while, the butler arrived.

She heard the man shouting that someone had died.

Then I realized that Song Yan was dead.

Before this, she had no idea that Song Yan was dead.

After hearing this, the butler's head was buzzing.

What is going on?

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