When Su Ying blackmailed Wang Chen for 10 million yuan, Xiaochen's sister still bargained, but Zhao Xianjing didn't hesitate, so she nodded and agreed: "OK, I'll give you 10 million yuan. And I'm not going to ask you how you got this, but you have to make sure it's the only video

"Cheery."

Su Ying once again praised, nodded: "no problem, to do our business, the most important thing is commitment, as long as you are willing to agree to my conditions, of course, I will not betray."

"All right, deal."

Zhao Xianjing stopped talking nonsense, took the bag and began to fill in the check.

Although 10 million is not a small amount, Zhao Xianjing doesn't care how much money she spends in order to avenge Zhao Li and not implicate the Zhao family.

With Su Ying's mobile phone lighting, Zhao Xianjing fills in the check and hands it to her.

"It's really cool to do business with people like you, Miss Zhao."

Su Ying took the check, slapped it in her hand, and said with some regret, "well, originally I wanted to sell it to Li nanzhe and Li Dashao again. For Miss Zhao's sake, make less money."

Listen to Su Ying say so, Zhao Xianjing forehead has cold sweat to come out.

She believes that if Su Ying takes this video to Li nanzhe, the latter will definitely give him money, but this video is too important to guarantee that the people of the Northern Dynasties will not make decisions on it.

If he gets the video evidence of Zhao Xianjing and Gao Fei's love, maybe it will be more than Zhao's family that will be involved in the storm at that time. Zhao Xianjing is afraid that she will sacrifice her innocence to plot against Gao Fei. She is afraid that Zhao's family will be involved in the storm, and she has no courage to turn China upside down.

"Miss Zhao, I hope we'll have another chance to cooperate next time. Ha ha, goodbye."

Su Ying waved to Zhao Xianjing, turned around with a smile, and soon disappeared in the dark.

Staring at Su Ying disappear direction, Miss Zhao also don't know Leng how long, just slowly sat on the bench.

Open the video and she looks like it again.

When she saw it for the third time, she suddenly smashed her cell phone to the surface of the lake.

With a puff, the mobile phone splashed and sank in the lake.

Zhao Xianjing held her head in her hands and hung down powerlessly.

Depending on her cleverness, she certainly knows that Su Ying still has spare parts for the video. The transaction just now is just a devil contract. The seemingly lovely little girl is like a devil. She can't decide when to use this to coerce her into doing things.

And she has no resistance, unless she doesn't care about the Zhao family.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

A short message prompt sounds from the mobile phone.

Zhao Xianjing quickly raises her head, takes out her mobile phone and turns on the SMS.

It says: three minutes ago, Gao Fei was picked up from Wang Chen's residence. He was carried down by someone. It seems that he went to the hospital.

"To the hospital? Ha ha, good, good, good. "

Looking at this message, Zhao Xianjing suddenly giggles.

Her plan succeeded, as she had just imagined.

In 24 hours at the latest, the bastard who killed Zhao Li and killed her will die of old age!

"Xiao Li, he is going to accompany you underground soon. Now it's time for you to close your eyes, isn't it? Ha

With a smile, Zhao Xianjing deleted the message, stood up and walked quickly to the road.

Late at night, she is very tired, really tired, finally can go back to sleep.

"Tomorrow, it will be a fine day."

When walking on the road, Zhao Xianjing looked up at the stars and murmured.

Today, it's really a fine day, sunny and cloudless.

Old Dong, the director of a local police station, is in a good mood. His son, like a Mustang, has just arranged a job. Today, Monday, he is going to report to his unit. He decided to wait until the end of the afternoon to make a good purchase, put down years of cooking skills and make a delicious meal for his son.

When people are in a good mood, whether it's work or talk, they will be very kind.

Lao Dong has been called "black face God" by his subordinates all the time, especially for criminals.

However, when Xiao Wang brought in the heavy truck driver who was said to turn himself in, he even nodded to Xiao Wang with a smile. Then he looked at the heavy truck driver and said with a smile, "sit down."

Heavy truck driver a Leng, it seems very uncomfortable, the director of the police station will smile service, hastily nodded, obediently sat in the chair in front of the desk.

"Director Dong, he said that if there is a major criminal act, he should turn himself in to the government."

Xiao Wang was not used to the cordial attitude of old Dong, so he quickly explained the purpose of the visitor again.

"Well, I see."

Lao Dong waved his hand casually and said, "Xiao Wang, you are making records next to me."

"Yes."

Xiao Wang agreed and sat on the sofa beside him. He took out his notebook and pen and prepared for shorthand.

After Xiao Wang nodded that he was ready, Lao Dong put the cigarette end out in the ashtray and put his hands together on the table. Looking at the bald young man in front of him, he put away his smile and asked in a deep voice: "name."

Looking ferocious, he was not a good stubble bald man. His face was a little haggard. He lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice: "my name is Zhang Maofu, Zhang Wang and Li Zhao's Zhang, lush Mao, lucky Fu."

"Gender."

"Male."

"Age".

"23."

"Native place."

With the flowing water like questions of old Dong, Zhang Maofu answered them one by one.

"Oh, you're a long-distance heavy truck driver."

Looking at Zhang Maofu's honest attitude, Lao Dong softened his face a little and slowly asked, "Zhang Maofu, you are from the head. What crimes have you committed?"

"Comrade director, I..."

Zhang Maofu took a few sharp strokes from the corner of his mouth before he said, "I killed people."

"What?"

Lao Dong was stunned, then clapped his case and said in a low voice: "you killed people!"

Next to the record of Xiao Wang, also rubbed to stand up, hand to the waist.

Although Mr. Dong is the head of the Institute, he is the head of the most basic violent organization to maintain local public order and resolutely fight crimes with iron fist. But now he is in the flourishing age of China. During his tenure as director, he has never encountered such bad incidents as homicide, except dealing with some theft, anti pornography and civil disputes.

So after listening to Zhang Maofu's candid killing, Dong's calmness dissipated in an instant, and his heart also jumped wildly.

Zhang Maofu was also frightened by Dong's impending enemies. He tightened his neck, raised his hands and said: "yes, it's manslaughter - no, it's car crash, it's man crash, it's escape after man crash..."

Zhang Maofu's fear made him calm down quickly. After giving Xiao Wang a look of "calm down, don't be impatient", he sat down slowly and said in a dignified tone: "Zhang Maofu, what's the matter? Let's start from the beginning!"

"Yes, I said it from the beginning. That night, I didn't know what time it was. I drove to Qincheng (a city name), and the sky was flashing

Zhang Maofu began to narrate the whole process of his killing. He said that when he was running normally, there was lightning in the sky, which made him blind in an instant. Just when he got used to it, he felt that the car was shaking violently. Then he saw a car hit and flew out, and there was a young man at the same time.

"Comrade, what I said is true."

After a detailed account of the accident that night, Zhang Maofu, who looked like a ferocious man, had a whimper in his voice: "at the moment of the accident, I clearly saw that the man was urinating in front of the stopped car, numbing the next door. It was on the highway. How could he Park casually? Man, it's really bad luck. He was knocked out of his mind. On the spot, that silly than flies out, the head heavily bumps on the stone, died a than of

Ever since he hit a dead man on the highway and drove away, Zhang Maofu has been surrounded by a kind of silent fear, especially when he hears the sound of the police siren, he always suspects that he is coming to catch him.

Although Zhang Maofu didn't fight to death, he never dared to kill.

Especially in the following nights, he always dreamed that the poor man came to him - after a few days, Zhang Maofu was about to collapse, and finally decided to turn himself in to the contemporary police station.

Speaking later, Zhang Maofu seemed to overturn the mountain on his body. His whole body was very relaxed, his voice was loud, and he was full of swearing words.

This is a kind of relief. He would rather accept the relevant legal sanctions than hide anything. If he continues like that, his spirit will collapse.

After Zhang Maofu said it, he immediately felt very comfortable: Although he ran into a person by car, he didn't mean to kill someone intentionally after all. After a few years, he was a hero again after he came out of prison.

Zhang Maofu is relaxed, but Lao Dong is ecstatic: Cha, it's really sitting at home behind closed doors. Happiness comes from heaven!

On a rainy night on the highway, a vicious traffic accident happened, and the driver escaped on the spot. The detailed information of this criminal case was sent to the police stations of several provinces and cities in the form of documents as early as a few days ago.

When he first saw the document, old Dong just turned his lips and didn't take it seriously. After all, the accident happened thousands of miles away from his police station. Only when the driver took the wrong medicine could he find out and get the credit.

But who knows, today, on this sunny day, the driver who caused the accident came from the first one himself!

Pressing the joy in his heart, Lao Dong quickly found the document, took out a few photos and handed them to Zhang Maofu: "Zhang Maofu, take a closer look. Did you hit this car at that time?"

The photo shows the scene of the accident, the red Maserati sports car and the dead young master Zhao. This scene, like a devil, torments Zhang Maofu every day, which is impressive.

So after only one look, Zhang Maofu nodded his head hard. Then he burst into tears and cried, "brother, I'm sorry, it's my brother who killed you. Paralyzed, don't pee on the highway in your next life. You can't afford to pee! "

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"Well, I said, can you stop in the corridor? The patient is just an ordinary acute appendicitis, and it's not a serious disease - you still smoke, don't you know that smoking is not allowed in the hospital? "

Xiao Liu, the nurse, pushed the car to Chen Dabiao and others, and began to teach them impolitely.

"Everyone put out the cigarettes. Who can smoke again? Go out!"

Chen Dabiao, who only smokes himself, quickly snuffs out the cigarette end, smiles at Xiao Liu, and turns around to yell at Li Decai and others.

Li Decai and others just rolled their eyes and ignored him.

"Get out of the way, all of you."

Xiao Liu pushed the car forward, grumbled discontentedly: "a little sick to dozens of people to visit, don't know what big people think, it's enough exaggeration."