A Peng, who was dragged in through the door, was already tied to a chair. In a small room, the lights were dim, and everyone wore large black masks on their faces. He could not see their faces clearly.
But he also lives in the Tao, and you can tell at a glance that these are people of the same Tao.
Realizing that these people were not trying to rob, A Peng calmed down. After he glanced at everyone, he asked: "Brother, which road are you from? Is there any misunderstanding between us?"
When he asked this question, someone handed a photo to him and asked, "Did you do this?"
Apeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt guilty, but he quickly denied it: "No."
"You answered so simply, did you see clearly what happened?" the person holding the photo asked with a sneer.
Apeng said: "I'm not blind. The bombing of Su Huan Studio has nothing to do with me. You have arrested the wrong person."
"Haha." The person holding the photo continued to sneer: "I didn't say where the location in the photo was, so how did you know it was Su Huan Studio?"
Apeng:......
Apeng was speechless for a moment, but he responded quickly and immediately said: "Do you still need to say this? The news on the Internet has been spreading for a long time. Who doesn't know about it in S City?"
"Not a bad excuse." The man continued to sneer and took a step back: "Apeng, right? You are also a gangster on the road. You should know that since I got you here, you won't let yourself make any mistakes.
People are stupid. They are all smart people. If you tell the truth, you will avoid suffering, right?"
Apeng stopped talking, and began to beat the drum again in his heart. As the man said, they are all gangsters, and everyone knows what their methods are. He thought of how he had "greeted" others, and his body
I couldn't help but tremble.
The man kept his guilty and frightened reaction in his eyes, took a few steps back, and made a gesture to the others.
The others seemed to be his subordinates. Two people came up, one with an electric baton in his hand, and the other with a wooden bucket half filled with water.
Apeng knew what they wanted to do at a glance, and his pupils shrank severely again.
The person carrying the barrel placed the barrel in front of him, and another person came up from behind and lifted up his chair. The person in front slid the barrel under his feet, and the water level in the barrel directly submerged him.
knee.
Apeng struggled hard, but his legs were tied tightly to the chair and he couldn't move at all.
"Let me ask you again, who ordered you to throw fake bombs at the scene, do you want to tell me, or don't you want to tell me?" The man just now spoke coldly.
Apeng pursed his lips, afraid but unwilling to compromise easily.
The man said nothing and gave the boy holding the electric baton a look.
The electric baton boy understood, turned on the electric baton, and directly reached into the barrel.
Sizzling...
"Ah..." As the electric current hit his whole body, Apeng couldn't help but cry out. He raised his head, the veins on his neck bulged, and his whole body twitched and trembled due to the electricity.
"Who ordered you to throw the fake bomb?" The man asked again after A Peng was shocked once.
Apeng bit her lip tightly, her bones were very hard.
"Continue." The man ordered in a cold voice.
The man behind A Peng stepped forward and forced a ball of cloth into his mouth. Then the boy holding the electric baton put the electric baton back into the barrel.
This time, he didn't just put it in for a while and then take it out, but kept it in it. As a result, A Peng's body was constantly electrified, and his whole body was twitching violently on the chair, and his facial features were distorted into a very ugly look.
.
"Woo... Wu..." Apeng whimpered in pain. They were obviously good at this. This small amount of electricity would not directly stun him, but it could keep his body in a state of over-electricity. This
A feeling that life is worse than death.
"Give you another chance, do you want to say it or not?" The man's voice rang in Apeng's ears again.
A Peng's bones were all electrolyzed by the electric current. He whimpered and nodded. For a grown man, tears came out from the electric shock, which showed how painful it was.
The man gave a signal to the younger brother, who went up and pulled out the cloth that blocked his mouth.
Apeng took a deep breath and slumped on the chair, his limbs were weak, his forehead and neck were covered with sweat. In this winter night, the sweater he was wearing was soaked with sweat.
"Tell me, my patience is limited, don't beat around the bush, and don't try to lie." The man's voice was still cold, like a desperado, and the aura on his body was not comparable to that of a gangster like Apeng.
Apeng was completely frightened and shuddered all over. He knew that he had to tell the truth. If there was a word of lie, he would have to tell it here tonight.
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Hospital.
When Ye Lancheng received the call from Lao Jiu, An Zhisu was already asleep.
He got out of bed quietly, and as soon as he opened the door to the ward and walked out, he immediately woke up Xiao Shi who was sleeping on the sofa.
"big……"
"Shh..." Ye Lancheng made a silent gesture towards him and gently closed the door.
Xiao Shi understood what Ye Lancheng meant because he was afraid of waking An Zhisu, and he immediately dared not make any more noise, and even slowed down his breathing.
Ye Lancheng went to sit on the sofa opposite Xiao Shi, and then answered Lao Jiu's call.
"Young Master, I have a question." Lao Jiu's voice came over after the call was connected.
"Did you say it?" Ye Lancheng asked indifferently.
Lao Jiu said: "An Tingnuan is very smart. She did not come forward to arrange this matter herself. According to Apeng's confession, He Siyi gave him five thousand yuan and asked him to go to the young lady's opening ceremony to cause trouble."
He Siyi?
This is not the first time Ye Lancheng has heard this name, so naturally he still remembers who it belongs to.
"Young Master, how should we deal with this matter?" Because the mastermind was He Siyi, Lao Jiu knew that An Zhisu was soft-hearted towards He Siyi and did not dare to make any independent decisions, so he had to report it to Ye Lancheng immediately.
According to Ye Lancheng's past practice, of course, this matter should be dealt with how to deal with it. Send the person directly to the police station. There are naturally laws and regulations on how to deal with it.
But now, with He Siyi in the middle, things have to be handled in a different way.
Ye Lancheng thought for a moment, and then said after a while: "Leave it to the police station."
"Yes." Lao Jiu responded and then asked: "What about He Siyi?"
Lao Jiu naturally understood that Ye Lancheng meant to hand A Peng over to the police station.
"First get a confession from A Peng that He Siyi is the mastermind, and then contact Lawyer Song and ask Lawyer Song to warn her. This is the last time, and no one can protect her next time." Ye Lancheng explained indifferently.
"Okay, young master, I understand." Lao Jiu responded and hung up the phone.