"Yes." Zhou Lan said.

"This time... Shangfeng asked us to come here this time, mainly to implement the destruction plan. Originally, we wanted to destroy something of yours that is related to the national destiny. However, our people have not gotten the result so far. Therefore, Shangfeng plans to completely

Destroy this place and turn it into ruins. But, I have nothing to do with this matter, I have an important mission! It’s just...!" Wang Dali said this and said no more.

Seeing this, Zhoulan Lanmang asked: "Just what? As long as you tell us everything, you know our policy, so I won't say more about it, right?"

Seeing that Wang Dali seemed to be deliberately hiding something, Zhou Lan was very curious, what could it be? Is there anything more terrifying than detonation?

…

"In this case, give me the pen and paper, and I will write it to you myself. I swore not to say this, but I didn't say I couldn't write it, okay?" Wang Dali glanced at the pen on the table and said.

Zhou Lan waved his hand to a soldier behind him and said: "Wang Dali, I hope you won't play any more tricks. Otherwise, you will die miserably."

"Yes!" The soldier unlocked Wang Dali's handcuffs and stood behind him.

"Thank you!" Wang Dali grabbed the pen and planned to write.

"Thank you for your help!" At this moment, he suddenly inserted the tip of the pen into his neck.

"Asshole, you bastard." Zhou Lan slammed the table and screamed angrily.

"What should I do?" the soldier asked, "Do I need to be sent to the hospital?"

Zhou Lan was so angry that he wandered back and forth twice and said: "Go ahead, it's for nothing if you give it away. This guy is very professional. He's dead. It's all my fault!"

The tip of the pen pierced right into his vital part.

It is basically impossible to save him.

It means that Wang Dali also knows more important information, but it is a pity that it is useless to say anything now. Everyone is dead, can anyone survive? This is obviously impossible.

Now Zhou Lan is very worried, but she just doesn't know how to explain it to her superiors. After all, Wang Dali died in her interrogation room. If her superiors investigate, she really doesn't know how to explain it.

…

"Okay." The soldier hurriedly hugged Wang Dali and walked out of the interrogation room.

"Asshole." Zhou Lan held her forehead in anger and wandered around the interrogation room.

She really didn't know what to do.

Thinking about it, Zhou Lan took out her mobile phone and dialed Ling Jie's number, saying, "Ling Jie, Wang Dali just inserted a ballpoint pen into his own neck and committed suicide! What should I do? You have to find a way to help me."

Zhou Lan was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

After all, Wang Dali died in her interrogation room, and the consequences would be serious if the superiors investigated him.

…

Ling Jie turned around and glanced at Mi Xiaobai, who was sleeping soundly, and said, "Really dead?"

Ling Jie was also surprised. Wang Dali died just after he got into Zhou Lan's hands? These people from the National Security Bureau were so useless! Ling Jie thought in his mind.

"Well, help me, please." Zhou Lan said.

"Actually, I can't blame you for this. Let's talk about this tomorrow and I'll help you think of a solution." After saying that, Ling Jie hurriedly hung up the phone.

Then, he closed his phone and frowned, thinking, why did this kid die like this? Is there any other secrets that cannot be told? No way! Everyone is dead now, and even if there are secrets, they can only be brought in.

soil.

…

"That's it!" Ling Jie quickly got out of bed and walked out.

Then, he quietly slipped out of the school.

Sitting in the car, Ling Jie dialed the phone while driving, and asked slowly: "Zhou Lan, you... where are you now?"
Chapter completed!