Hu Pingtao waved his hand: "It's different, I just thought of this. Now, instead of discussing whether Zheng Qianshan was scared to death, I will ask - if it were Brother Li, you were here and were playing at the card table.

Mahjong, Zhang Ligen shouted that and waited for a long time... Let’s take thirty seconds as the criterion! You didn’t see the police the whole time, how would you react?”

The angle of this question is a bit tricky and a bit unexpected.

Li Jianbin's eyebrows were almost twisted together and he was deep in thought.

Chen Xinhong knew the rules of mahjong, but rarely played it. He seemed a little confused, and after thinking for a long time, he didn't understand where the question pointed.

Liao Qiu lit up a cigarette and felt the stimulation from nicotine. Suddenly an idea flashed in the back of his mind. He hesitated and said uncertainly: "... If it were me, I would at least scold Zhang Ligen...

A few words, or maybe a beating?"

Hu Pingtao snapped his fingers and smiled excitedly: "This is a normal reaction to being suddenly frightened and then realizing it. Four people are sitting together playing mahjong, let alone the police, even if the person watching the cards next to them makes a slight noise.

Any loud noise may cause yelling and quarrels, because when you are concentrating, you absolutely cannot tolerate external interference."

"Zhang Ligen's "The police are coming" caused Zheng Qianshan to be frightened to death. It is impossible for us to get clues from the dead man's mouth, but the reactions of the other three people who were also sitting at the card table were too strange.

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Chapter completed!