Mr. Biao had to say again: "That's right, it was a routine meeting in prison. He asked me to visit him at least once a week and bring him the news from outside so that he could make decisions in prison."

Master Biao's tone showed impatience. When the same thing was repeated dozens of times, people always felt tired.

Smack

This time, the lame young man did not make a fist, but just reached out to pinch the stone used for decoration in the potted plant. With a bullet, the stone hit the hand where Mr. Biao was holding on the ground.

Master Biao's hand suddenly shrank, and a small pit appeared on the smooth floor tiles.

How powerful is this?! When the few people ran away, Mr. Biao had already seen the young man's method. When he thought of this method, he couldn't help but sweat.

But the young man seemed a little afraid of the old policeman who had no recognition. Seeing that the old policeman shook his head at him, he had to retreat aside.

The old policeman continued, "How did you agree? What time do you go to see him every week?"

He began to ask some details that would help Biao Ye recall.

Mr. Biao said, "It's not like this. He called me. Although he was arrested, the demolition matter was actually quite clear and had little to do with him, so he was not very strict with him. He could still call him.

I answered his phone number and according to the priorities of the matter, sometimes I went to see him that day, and sometimes I went to the next morning."

"Then he must be in trouble for the last time you meet."

"Not necessarily, he is like this..." Mr. Biao glanced at Wei Shao and found that Wei Shao was facing his back to him, so he said tactfully: "After all, he is the boss of the company, so it is normal for him to have a stronger desire to control. If you have nothing to do, let me report it."

"What do you report?"

"The company's affairs, and the case matters."

"More than that," the old policeman quickly grasped the point, "After Cao Yaohua was imprisoned, wouldn't he ask you to find Xie Bi'an?

He had evidence of Xie Bi'an's murder in his hand. It was precisely when he used the evidence to threaten Xie Bi'an for protection. The report he wanted to hear the most should be about this matter, right?"

Mr. Biao dodged his eyes for a moment, and the next second, Scarface came up again and stared at his eyes, "Have you gone to find Xie Bi'an? Have you shown him the video? What's his reaction?"

Master Biao was afraid of the scar in front of him, and even more afraid of the young people behind him.

Moreover, the young man's eyes were like nails, nailed to him.

At this moment, this successful man in his 50s... deeply understood what it means to be scared.

His lips were trembling, "I...I...I...Don't hit me..."

The young man swallowed deeply, "Okay, I promise, I won't hit you."

"I... lost...I lost the videotape..."

"You?! Again!" The young man picked up his collar.

"It wasn't intentional, it's really not... Your dad asked me to go to his safe to get the video tape. I went to get it and also went to Xie Bi'an to see it... He promised to take out your dad after watching it, but later... my house was stolen and the video tape disappeared... I... I really have no choice but to dare to tell your dad, so I can only clean up and go abroad to avoid the limelight..."

The old policeman stopped the young man's fist and asked at the right time: "That important videotape cannot be without a copy. Has Cao Yaohua mentioned it to you?"

"No... it's really not! Don't hit me!... I really want to tell you! If I know, I will tell you my mother to the point of heart!"

"Okay," the old policeman changed the topic and continued: "When you went to prison to visit Cao Yaohua, did he mention us?"

"you?"

"Especially a person named Yan Yang... was the criminal policeman who was in charge of investigating Cao Yaohua back then.

We were silenced. It must be that Yan Yang found out something amazing. Have Cao Yaohua warned you?"

Master Biao shook his head blankly.

"But... I hope it can help you," said Mr. Biao: "The day before he died, I called me and asked me to see him the next day. It was important. It was inconvenient on the phone and I had to face it.

The next day... I should have been there early in the morning, but..." He glanced at the old detective, "You have been to my house early the next morning and have been routinely learning about the situation...

When I arrived at the prison... the person happened to be carried out from it... I didn't have time to meet for the last time, and I didn't have time to speak..."

The young man looked at the old detective with a complicated expression, but the old detective was unmoved and continued to ask: "Have you seen Cao Yaohua's body?"

"I... only saw from a distance... white cloth covered it... I thought I was going to be sent to the morgue in the hospital, or this kind of morgue place... I didn't expect that they would just burn the crematorium. I really don't know, otherwise I would have to stop it...

I really know this... I really... believe me, my mind is almost drained these two days... I really can't remember..."

The young man and the old detective looked at each other, and both of them were a little confused. I wonder if Mr. Biao really explained everything or was still hiding something.

The young man kicked Mr. Biao and said with a smile: "I let you go now, do you dare to leave?"

Master Biao glanced at the door and licked his lips.

"Let's go, just leave if you want, no one stops you. Do you need to call your bodyguards?"

Mr. Biao hesitated for a long time and finally shook his head.

"It's good to know. Those people will find you after leaving this sect. Then there will be no bodyguard as easy as me." The young man smiled so harmlessly, "But my price is expensive, you are mentally prepared."

When I arrived at the prison... the person happened to be carried out from it... I didn't have time to meet for the last time, and I didn't have time to speak..."

The young man looked at the old detective with a complicated expression, but the old detective was unmoved and continued to ask: "Have you seen Cao Yaohua's body?"

"I... only saw from a distance... white cloth covered it... I thought I was going to be sent to the morgue in the hospital, or this kind of morgue place... I didn't expect that they would just burn the crematorium. I really don't know, otherwise I would have to stop it...

I really know this... I really... believe me, my mind is almost drained these two days... I really can't remember..."

The young man and the old detective looked at each other, and both of them were a little confused. I wonder if Mr. Biao really explained everything or was still hiding something.

The young man kicked Mr. Biao and said with a smile: "I let you go now, do you dare to leave?"

Master Biao glanced at the door and licked his lips.

"Let's go, just leave if you want, no one stops you. Do you need to call your bodyguards?"

Mr. Biao hesitated for a long time and finally shook his head.

"It's good to know. Those people will find you after leaving this sect. Then there will be no bodyguard as easy as me." The young man smiled so harmlessly, "But my price is expensive, you are mentally prepared."
Chapter completed!