Chapter 406 Discovered
"Your bitch mother gave birth to you..." He laughed neurotically, the shame of being abandoned in the past poisoning every word he uttered.
Lu Chixu suddenly stopped, his eyes blazing with fire, his fists clenched instantly, and he almost rushed forward: "You're looking for death, try saying that again."
Lu Yannan raised his hand and made a very light downward pressing gesture.
Lu Chixu's chest heaved violently, but he managed to suppress it and glared at Ji Liangxing fiercely.
Ji Zhongmou seized the opportunity, a smug look flashing in his eyes, and deliberately said slowly: "Young man, don't be so angry."
"The Lu family has been doing well these years. With such a large family and a large business, a big tree attracts the wind. Some of the little secrets hidden underneath may not be so clean."
He paused deliberately, admiring the coldness in the eyes of the Lu brothers across from him, especially Lu Yannan's deep scrutiny: "For example, the project that made Lu's company a giant?"
"I happen to have a very 'special' communication record and fund flow chart saved here."
"This is sufficient to prove that a core executive of the Lu Group bypassed some normal approval processes in order to quickly establish connections."
Ji Zhongmou's smile turned into a venomous one: "If I accidentally leak this thing, combined with some carefully prepared witness testimony..."
He didn't finish his words, but they were threatening.
Lu Yannan sat in the main seat, a hint of sarcasm flashing across his gentle eyes.
He knew his family's rules too well, and the Lu family would never bother to use such despicable means.
The fact that the other party produced this just proves that they don't have any substantial evidence and can only fabricate and frame someone.
Lu Chixu instantly exploded in anger: "Fuck, which executive? Name, I'll call him to confront me."
Ji Zhongmou choked and forced a cold smile: "You can push a scapegoat, but the authenticity of this evidence is hard to verify. If it is made public..."
Ji Linshen, who had been standing silently in the shadows, paused for a moment as he rubbed his knuckles with his fingertips.
He was very familiar with Ji Zhongmou's method of fabricating evidence.
After so many years, they still use the same methods. What a waste.
Ji Linshen didn't say anything, nor did he need to.
The Lu family has their own ways to resolve this kind of tactic. What he is concerned about now is the reactions of his brothers, especially his eldest brother.
Lu Jianheng, who was leaning against the door frame, heard his cell phone buzzing.
He took it out lazily and took a look. It was Lu Shiman. He responded vaguely: "Hello, Manman..."
While dealing with it, he pushed the door open and walked out, temporarily isolating himself from the gloom of the interrogation room.
The corridor didn't feel much less oppressive.
Lu Jianheng leaned lazily against the wall, talking on the phone, his eyes moving around casually.
At the end of another fork in the road not far away, a heavy iron door was ajar, with a faint blue light shining from inside. Faintly, one could hear a creepy sound that sounded like sobbing or desperate whimpering.
He frowned slightly and said to the phone, "The signal is bad. I'll talk to you when I get home tonight." Then he hung up.
His lazy eyes narrowed a little, and with a little curiosity that did not reach the bottom of his eyes, he walked towards the door with light steps.
The blue light coming through the crack in the door became brighter, and there was a strange smell mixed with decay and some kind of excrement.
Lu Jianheng subconsciously held his breath and gently pushed open the half-closed door.
The room is small and enclosed, with no windows, and the entire wall and ceiling are occupied by a huge electronic screen.
On the screen, every frame of a man's painful death was played in a loop.
The cold light was like the searchlight of the god of death, shining on a curled up figure on the ground.
The man was as withered as a piece of rotten wood, with dirty hair covering his face and tattered clothes sticking to his body.
He dug his hands into the cold floor, his nails breaking and bleeding, and his body was shaking violently as if he had been electrocuted.
The filth from incontinence stuck to his body, and the fear and constant mental torture had completely destroyed him into an inhuman state.
The scene was so tragic and horrifying that Lu Jianheng's pupils suddenly constricted.
At this moment, a chilling voice suddenly rang out from behind his ear without warning: "Third Brother."
Lu Jianheng shuddered suddenly, his heart almost stopping! He turned around in panic, his back slamming heavily against the cold door frame.
Ji Linshen stood silently one step behind him, his tall figure like a condensed cold night.
Those amber eyes were as deep as the bottomless abyss, dark and cold, staring at him without a trace of warmth.
Lu Jianheng was still in shock, his Adam's apple rolling.
Ji Linshen's eyes did not even glance towards the terrifying prison cell, but were fixed on Lu Jianheng's face. He added in a cold and flat voice, "Brother saw that you had been out for too long, so I came to take a look.
"Ji Linshen, why don't you walk quietly?" Lu Jianheng suppressed his heartbeat like a drum and squeezed out his usual lazy tone to hide his overwhelming fear. His voice was a little unstable.
Ji Linshen had a blank expression on his face, his eyes fixed on his face: "Third brother, are you done with the call? The eldest brother is asking."
Lu Jianheng licked his slightly dry lips and subconsciously wanted to glance at the half-open door behind him, but was forced back by Ji Lin's deep, piercing gaze.
He tutted irritably and said vaguely, "I know. I'll go back right away."
He turned around and walked back first, and Ji Linshen followed him silently, his footsteps as light as a ghost.
Back in the interrogation room, the atmosphere was still depressing.
Lu Yannan glanced at the two people who came back, fell on Ji Linshen for a moment, and then retracted his gaze.
He stood up and said in a calm voice without any emotion: "I can't ask you any more questions, let's go." His tone was one of decision, not negotiation.
Lu Qiyun followed without saying a word, his cold eyes swept across the two brothers of the Ji family.
Lu Chixu ruffled her hair in annoyance, glared at Ji Liangxing, and walked out.
Lu Jianheng fell behind last, his steps paused slightly, and he couldn't help but turned sideways to look back at the passage leading to the hell chamber.
His voice was tense, filled with suppressed suspicion. "Ji Linshen, who is locked up in that room?"
Ji Linshen didn't stop, and didn't even look in the direction he was looking.
His voice was flat and without any ups and downs, like he was reporting the weather forecast: "Father."
Ji Linshen paused and added, "Biological father."
These words were like ice blades cutting through the air.
Lu Yannan in front paused, and his fingers gripping the cuffs of his windbreaker tightened silently.
Lu Jianheng was startled by this confirmation and asked, "Why?"
Ji Linshen turned his head, his deep and cold eyes looked at Lu Jianheng, and seemed to pass through everyone present.
His expression remained unchanged, and his tone was terrifyingly calm: "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
He paused, as if stating an insignificant fact, without even a ripple of emotion: "I watched her die 2,384 times."
There was no addition, no mention of who "she" was, no description of any details of the picture, just a cold number.
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