Just now, recalling how delicious the money and noodles were, Jia Dongxu felt so panicked now.
"Don't be afraid!" Feng Baoguo suddenly changed his attitude and became much kinder. "Just tell us what you know. We will investigate it thoroughly. We know that you have a grudge against Zhang Xiuzhi, but we believe that you would not do such a thing. Now you say that it is a meritorious service. If you insist on what you said just now, then you can only go with us."
What the hell, if I go with you guys, can I ever come back?
Jia Dongxu was on the verge of collapse. What he feared most now was going to the police station. His mother had not come out since she went in...
"I really, I..." Jia Dongxu broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but look at Yi Zhonghai.
This look made Yi Zhonghai mad. When he heard Jia Dongxu speak, he knew it was all over and he was going to be targeted.
After Jia Dongxu was targeted, Yi Zhonghai knew that Feng Baoguo was deceiving Jia Dongxu. Yi Zhonghai was not someone Jia Dongxu could compare to, he was very scheming.
Yi Zhonghai heard some words while he was working, that is, when he was sweeping the toilet. He told Jia Dongxu about it, but he didn't want Jia Dongxu to tell Feng Baoguo.
In this courtyard, the people who hope that Zhang Xiuzhi will be unlucky and never come back include Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong's entire family, and Jia Dongxu.
Now Jia Dongxu had nowhere to hide, and subconsciously looked at Yi Zhonghai, and Yi Zhonghai knew that something bad was going to happen.
Before coming to the Siheyuan, Feng Baoguo actually investigated and understood the social relations of Zeng Wangcai's family. He knew the names of Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Jia Dongxu.
If Jia Dongxu doesn't speak, he will ask them one by one later.
"Comrade, what is your name?" Feng Baoguo caught Jia Dongxu's gaze and immediately changed his target.
"My name is Yi Zhonghai!" Yi Zhonghai sighed helplessly in his heart, and responded with full vigor, "I am an eighth-level... no, a sixth-level fitter in the steel rolling mill, and I am also Jia Dongxu's master. If you have anything to know, just ask..."
While the old fox was performing, Zeng Wangcai and Xiaobao still knew nothing about what was going on at home. They had spent a day and a night at the 208 Institute yesterday, and had just finished their work today and were driving back to the courtyard...
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