1818: C1818 In Other Words Peace of Mind Is the Place to Return to

C1818 In Other Words Peace of Mind Is the Place to Return to

The interrogator still didn't show the slightest emotion as he tilted his head to indicate to the assistant beside him.

"Yes."

The assistant then stood up and walked to Mo Ye with the pen.

Seeing the scene on the computer screen, the hope in Mo Ye's heart began to crumble bit by bit.

Gray walls, bright incandescent lights, confined seats.

Everything seemed to be suffused with a deathly cold and silent aura.

A woman sat on an immovable chair. Her hair was disheveled and her face was a little blue. Her two large bags made her look much older.

"Arthur..."

Mo Ye's pupils violently contracted as his black pupils became filled with traces of blood. His body automatically leaned forward, as if he wanted to grab the woman on the computer screen.

"Don't move."

The man standing straight behind him grabbed him.

"You all..."

Mo Ye was astonished. His blood pressure suddenly rose, and his ashen face turned red. The blood vessels on his forehead were exposed to the air.

"I will explain everything that you all want to know..."

A familiar voice came from the computer with a hint of desolation in it.

Mo Ye did not think that the person he wanted to protect would still not escape justice. What surprised him even more was that Jing Xi gave up on resisting so quickly.

He suddenly shivered.

If Jing Ze was like this, then it must be because of his' experience '?

Mo Ye's murky eyes were covered with a dark red color. Veins bulged on his forehead as his rage reached a crescendo.

"What did you do to her?"

"Mo Ye, the heaven's net is wide open. You should understand this better than anyone else. "

The interrogator's face was cold and his tone was extremely stern.

"She's innocent, why did you capture her?!"

"How sincere."

At this moment, the door to the interrogation room opened and a gust of cold air suddenly poured in. The temperature in the interrogation room dropped a few degrees.

"Young Master Pei."

When the interrogator saw who it was, he immediately stood up.

"Yuwen Pei?"

Mo Ye's pupils contracted again.

"Mo Ye, long time no see."

Yuwen Pei, who originally planned to stay at home for the rest of his life, finally could not reject Nan Huaijin's offer to become the judicial director.1

Mo Ye's case was the first extremely large transnational money laundering case that he had taken over.

"I didn't expect such a small case to alarm Young Master Pei."

"Mo Ye, Qian Yunfan passed away last night."

Yuwen Pei walked to the interrogation table with a serious face and lowered his eyes.

"What did you say?"

Mo Ye was shocked again. His eyes were wide open, revealing the shock in his heart.

"Before Qian Yunfan died, he sent someone to deliver a secret account book to the Ministry of Justice."

Yuwen Pei's clear eyes gradually turned sharp. He stopped there and did not elaborate on what was in the ledger.

These words were like a sudden flood, recklessly washing away the last remaining trace of defense in Mo Ye's heart. The redness on his face instantly vanished, replaced with a horrifying paleness.

"Mo Ye, you think about it yourself."

Yuwen Pei walked out after saying that.

The continuous blows caused Mo Ye's heart to collapse, and the light in his heart gradually faded. Everything in front of his eyes suddenly turned pitch black. There was no sound in his ears.

… ….

Pear City.

At the funeral parlor.

Qian Jingchuan stood outside the cremation room. His swollen eyes were filled with an unbreakable sorrow.

The air around him was very low.

"Jing Chuan …."

The call from behind him startled him. He stiffened his spine and did not look back. He also did not reply.

"Senior Jing Chuan."

His pupils constricted when he heard that voice again, and his face revealed a trace of disbelief.

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