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324 The Scumbag

"Rong An, what else can you say?"

Lin Zhi waved his hand, and a black shadow flashed in the diagonal thorn, grabbing Rong An's chin and tugging hard.

Click!

With the bones brittle, Rong An finally closed his lips. Everyone was shocked by the ghost guard's violent methods and all shuddered, it must be very painful!

"Slander! Are you slandering?" Rong An glared: "Where is the evidence? Do you have any evidence?"

"Perhaps." Lin Zhihun said carelessly: "Master Rong can take a good look at these objects in the courtyard."

There was a slight silence, and everyone looked at each other in confusion. They were asking questions, why did they suddenly start...appraising furniture?

Rong An rolled his eyes and sneered: "Master Lin wants to delay time? Even if the Chief Assistant is here in person today, I have only one sentence! You are colluding with each other to frame me!"

"Ha." Lin Zhi smiled lightly: "Master Rong has a bad memory, Lu An should go and remind him."

"Okay."

Lu An walked towards Rong An with a smile. Rong An was trembling with fright: "What are you doing? Do you want to beat me to it?"

"My lord, you misunderstood." Lu An grabbed Rong An's arm and pulled him to look at the screen, seat, incense burner, and carpet carefully: "These things were just taken out of your warehouse by Zongzheng Mansion.

There are many priceless treasures in the warehouse, would you like to take a look at them together?"

Lin Chu squinted his eyes and saw sweat pouring from Rong An's forehead, and the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.

Boss Lin’s grand arrogance turned out to be to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha!

"Oh my God." Mu Yiwen took a breath: "This dog official has no impression of such a valuable object? How many good things must he have hidden in his warehouse? He is as rich as a country!"

Mu Yishuang glanced at him: "This word is not wrong."

Rong An's forehead was filled with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes were filled with gloom.

"Master Rong doesn't seem to like these dead things." Lin Chu said calmly: "Then let me explain what happened at Huayue Tower."

Lin Chu frowned, what's going on in Huayue Tower?

"Director!" Mei Zhi leaned forward and knelt down, her pale face flushed with anger and sadness: "It was Rong An who arrested me and sent me to Huayue Tower, forcing me to sell my body to make money for him. In Huayue Tower, now,

There are still many people imprisoned, all of whom are women from good families who were robbed by him!"

"Bah." Shi Feifei spat fiercely: "Forcing a good girl into prostitution, you are a scum!"

Rong An had cold sweat on his forehead, lowered his eyes and head, and refused to speak.

"Lu An." The man slowly leaned back on the chair, with a deep and cold look in his narrow eyes: "If there is no confession from the prisoner, is it possible to convict him in our Western Chu?"

"Don't worry, sir. There is no confession in the world that Zongzhengfu cannot ask for." Lu An smiled and said: "Now the situation is not right, we can ask another place. For example, Zongzhengfu Lihentian?"

Rong An's pupils shrank and his body trembled slightly. In Xichu, no one knew that there were nine heavens in Zongzheng Mansion, which were comparable to the endless hell. There were unimaginable torture methods. Each heaven could make people want to live but not die.

Among them, Lihentian is the most popular!

Lu An smiled brightly: "Guess, Master Rong, if Li Hentian asked for a confession, does it count as a result of torture?"

Rong An retracted his fingers and looked at Lin Zhi for a moment. He was afraid that the man would bend his slender neck and send him to hell with just a nod.

The fairy-like man didn't care to open his lips: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate to take people away and convict them without getting a confession. It might be criticized by others. For example, Mr. Rong himself."

Rong An nodded desperately, this is exactly the reason!

"I still have a way." Lu An raised his lips and smiled: "Master Rong also has many friends and colleagues, and sometimes circumstantial evidence is also evidence."

Rong An snorted coldly in his heart and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

You still thought there was some great trick, but you actually wanted to ask others to point him out? You are just making a fool of yourself!

Zongzheng Mansion, nothing more than that!


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