Chapter 129 Knowing the truth, the scumbag regrets his heartbreak
Fu Jingheng was not prepared at all.
He staggered and quickly grabbed the wall beside him.
And at this moment, the door was closed.
The room fell into darkness.
His five senses seemed to be shut down in an instant.
"Is anyone there?"
His voice was heard, but was first drowned in the darkness.
There was no response, not even an echo.
He stood carefully and withdrew his hand from the wall beside him.
Only then did he realize that the wall was very cold and smooth, as if it were covered with tiles.
He walked towards the center.
But it's too quiet in here.
It can also absorb people's voices, so he can't hear his own footsteps at all.
His heart sank.
There was a hint of nervousness in his expression.
He stretched out his hand, trying to sense if there was anything else around him.
I never thought that when I reached out, I couldn't touch anything.
It's like a huge black hole in here.
He was in an endless space.
No matter how he walked, he could not reach the end.
I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
“Where are the people?”
"Someone come!"
"I want to go out!"
"Hurry up, come out!"
He roared, but no matter how loud his voice was, it seemed to seep into the cracks in the bricks next to him.
It can't be transmitted at all.
He shouted for a long time, his voice became hoarse, and finally gave up.
If you still don't realize that you've been fooled, then you're really stupid.
But he was certain that even if he was locked up, they would not dare to keep him locked up for too long.
His legal team is not a pushover.
So, just wait.
Although I thought so, I was still extremely panicked after being in the dark for a long time.
Walking around.
My legs are numb from walking.
He still didn't dare to stop.
It seems that if I stop, something uncontrollable will happen.
However, he soon ran out of strength, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he fell to the ground.
The ground is cold.
The cold sweat all over my body almost froze.
He frowned.
He wanted to curse the person who plotted against him.
But now my mouth is dry and I don’t want to talk anymore.
However, sitting on the ground at least provides support.
He didn't get up.
It was fine at first.
But soon, he seemed to be completely submerged in darkness.
In a quiet room, people always think about bad things.
He wanted to avoid it, but... the memories of being bullied in school kept coming back.
Not long.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead again.
Make fists with both hands and keep clenching them tighter and tighter.
Even if his palm was pierced by nails, he seemed not to feel it.
"open!"
"Don't touch me!"
suddenly!
His hands flailed wildly.
Like trying to push someone away.
It seems like it wants to catch something!
But no matter how he waved it, it was of no use.
The cold sweat on my face kept dripping down my cheeks.
Tick-tock.
His voice gradually weakened.
"Stop fighting!"
"I admit my mistake, I admit my mistake!"
"Let me go!"
"Han Xing, Han Xing, Han Xing..."
His body suddenly fell down.
Curl up.
Like a deep fried shrimp.
"Han Xing, Han Xing..."
His hands kept grabbing the ground.
The nails were bleeding.
But he didn't seem to feel any pain.
He kept murmuring "Han Xing" softly.
Finally, there was no sound.
I don't know how much time passed, but the door was finally opened.
The light fell on him.
Only then did he slowly open his eyes.
In a daze, I felt like someone was holding me up.
Outside the door.
The light is dazzling.
He quickly squinted his eyes.
At this moment, a mocking laugh sounded in my ears.
"Mr. Fu doesn't look well."
Fu Jingheng forced himself to open his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound.
The man was wearing a suit and there was a smile in his eyes.
His face was full of disdain.
"Ye Feiling, it's you!"
Ye Feiling is a special existence in the police station.
I once worked as an undercover agent at the border, busted a bandit den, and was awarded the first-class individual merit.
He was supposed to be promoted later, but he liked the atmosphere here, so he came to this police station.
But his connections are elsewhere.
It belongs to the no-man's land.
If this person does something on the edge of the rules, everyone will turn a blind eye.
"Mr. Fu, I actually really want to interview you."
"This house dates back to the Republic of China era. It was built specifically for interrogating prisoners."
"It is said that no one can stay in there for ten days. How do you feel after you go in?"
Fu Jingheng is now completely sober.
The man also stood firm.
He snorted coldly and pushed away the person who was holding him.
"You've locked me up for so many days, I won't let you go!"
Ye Feiling sneered, his sarcasm becoming even stronger.
"So many days? Are you kidding, Mr. Fu?"
As he spoke, he looked down at his watch.
"It's only been two hours. Mr. Fu went in there and became stupid?"
Fu Jingheng frowned.
impossible!
He clearly felt like many days had passed.
How could it be only two hours!
He didn't believe it, so he reached out and grabbed the phone from the person next to him to check the time.
When he left the police station and was detained here, he looked at the wall clock inside.
It really was only two hours.
His face instantly turned as dark as ink.
Ye Feiling continued to stab him in the heart.
"Boss Qi, if you were in the past, wouldn't you be considered a traitor?"
There was murderous intent in Fu Jingheng's tone.
"Ye Feiling, I have no grudge against you, why are you plotting against me like this?"
"No calculations, you just need to be detained for a while until the process is completed."
"It's just a coincidence that I locked you up here."
Ye Feiling observed his expression with interest, seeing that he was angry and irritable.
I couldn't help but smile.
Then he spoke.
"Actually, this place has held a woman before. I really admire that person. She actually lived in here for more than ten days."
"Are you wondering why they aren't being held in a detention center?"
Ye Feiling deliberately raised his voice.
Fu Jingheng ignored him.
She didn't seem interested in what he said.
Ye Feiling continued.
"It's strange, this person. Her husband doesn't want her to have a criminal record, so she naturally can't be detained in the detention center."
"It's just a coincidence that there's a house like this behind the detention center."
Fu Jingheng was stunned for a moment.
Then he looked over in shock.
Ye Feiling knew that he had guessed the result, and his smile became a little colder.
"This is the first time I've seen someone bully his wife like this."
"Seeing is believing. It seems Mr. Fu doesn't have eight arms today."
Fu Jingheng: "..."
His face grew even colder.
"You mean, Han Xing was once imprisoned here?"
He couldn't stand being locked up for just two hours.
How could Shen Hanxing possibly hold on for more than ten days.
Ye Feiling deliberately lied to him to achieve his ulterior motives.
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