Chen Jing smiled and asked: "Mr. Ye, is there anything else you can say?"

Ye Zhiming, who had broken the jar, said in a cold tone:

"What can i say."

"Since you have investigated in such detail, why don't you just send me to see the official?"

"Why are you locking me up here so unnecessary?"

"Humiliate me?"

Chen Jing did not answer.

After talking for a while, Ye Zhiming suddenly thought of something and laughed:

"I understand. You only have evidence to arrest me, but you don't have evidence to arrest Wu?"

"You must know that it is not me who really wants your life. Even if I am caught, you will not end well."

"Oh, there is another girl, her name is Gu Yifei, right? What a pity! That girl doesn't have much time, so she can't wait for you long."

Chen Jing was not surprised that he had such a reaction. He asked: "So, will you report your boss?"

"What do you think?" Ye Zhiming looked at Chen Jing with a sneer.

"It seems that the lesson was not profound enough." Chen Jing sighed, "Do you know why I tied you here?"

"It's nothing more than execution to extract a confession."

"Yes, then do you know what will happen if things don't work out?"

"The worst case scenario is death!"

After all, he will die sooner or later. Ye Zhiming, who has already understood clearly, looked resolute when he said this, making it impossible for anyone to see how groveling he was before.

"Is it too big or too small to die?"

Chen Jing repeated these words in an inexplicable tone, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said;

"ridiculous!"

"Then I will make it happen for you."

After saying that, he immediately grabbed Ye Zhiming's neck, lifted him and the chair up with one hand, and gradually used strength with his palms.

I saw Ye Zhiming's face quickly turning red, and soon turned into a purple color.

He wanted to pry Chen Jing's hand away, but because his hands and feet were tied, it was difficult to move no matter how hard he tried.

His mouth was opened desperately, but no sound came out, and his eyes were blood red, as if they were about to explode.

Chen Jing looked at him with a half-smile, and deliberately pulled the ropes around his hands and feet with his other hand.

Ye Zhiming suddenly felt that he could move his hands and feet. Without any time to think about it, he quickly stretched his hands to his neck, trying to break Chen Jing's hand away.

But no matter how hard he tried, the opponent's hand didn't move at all like a shackle.

Seeing that he was about to suffocate to death, he quickly slapped Chen Jing with his hands and feet, looking at Chen Jing with a pair of bloody eyes, and even though he could not speak, he gestured with the word "help" vigorously.

When Chen Jing saw that the heat was almost done, he let go of his hand.

With a "pop", Ye Zhiming fell to the ground, and then a heartbreaking cough sounded from his mouth, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

Chen Jing asked again: "How are you doing, Mr. Ye? Do you still want to die?"

Ye Zhiming didn't answer, or he didn't have time to answer at all.

Seeing this, Chen Jing "suddenly realized" and said: "It seems that Mr. Ye is indeed a man. He would rather die than surrender! Then I will become as noble as Mr. Ye."

When Ye Zhiming heard this, he tried his best to suppress his cough and wanted to explain, but it was too late.

Chen Jing pinched his neck tightly again, and he was trapped in the shadow of suffocation and death, and he was even more desperate than before.

I tried my best to resist but got no results.

Just when he felt that he was going to die in the next second, dawn suddenly appeared again, and Chen Jing let go of his hand again.

The feeling of fresh air being inhaled into his lungs again will never be forgotten by Ye Zhiming. Just when he was desperately trying to give in, Chen Jing choked him again without asking any questions or giving any warning.

After repeating this three or four times, Chen Jing finally stopped.

The strong smell of urine came from Ye Zhiming's crotch. He was already tortured to the point of torture and suddenly realized that this break was long enough, so he finally shouted loudly for mercy.

"How is it? Mr. Ye still wants to die?" Chen Jing teased with a smile.

The trembling Ye Zhiming did not dare to look at Chen Jing at this moment. He shook his head desperately and said:

"I don't want to anymore! I don't want to anymore!"

Only by experiencing life and death can one understand the horror involved. Having been on the line of life and death several times, he no longer dared to speak out the words of not being afraid of death.

A good death is ultimately better than a bad life.

He is not a tough guy after all.

"That's right."

Chen Jing applauded and nodded.

"Actually, if you think about it, in the final analysis, those who died and I have no grievances against you. Everything you did was what your boss Wu Jianfei asked for."

"As a result, you are unlucky but the other party is fine. Wouldn't that be very unfair?"

"If you bear this responsibility alone, you will definitely die."

"But you can put all the responsibilities on Wu Jianfei, who is indeed the culprit. In this way, your own guilt will be reduced a lot. It will not be exempted from the death penalty, but you can always get a reprieve for one or two years.

no."

"Don't you understand the trick in this?"

Ye Zhiming's eyes flashed fiercely, but what the other party said made some sense.

Chen Jing turned up the heat again and said straight to the point:

"Now that you have reported Wu Jianfei, no matter what the final sentence will be, at least the process in the middle will be enough for you to live for a few more months."

"If you don't tell me, then I'm sorry, today will be your memorial day next year."

After hearing Chen Jing's ultimatum, Ye Zhiming did not hesitate and quickly made up his mind:

"I said! I said!"

His loyalty to Wu Jianfei was limited, and the reason why he didn't agree before was just because he wanted to drag Chen Jing into trouble when he thought he was certain to die.

But after the many lessons just now, he never dared to do this again.

Now his ideal is to live one day at a time.

So humble, yet very real.

Chen Jing also looked relieved.

In this way, no matter how big his background is, Wu Jianfei will inevitably die.

He said to Wang Chen behind him: "Brother Wang, you are more experienced. Please help with the interrogation and filming."

Wang Chen smiled and nodded in agreement.

At this time, Xin Menglei walked up to him and whispered into his ear, laughing quietly: "Look at those two people being scared by you, hehe."

Chen Jing looked over and saw Cao Gaojie and the black marketeer looking at him like a mouse meeting a cat, their legs trembling.

"So what do you think?"

"Man enough!"

…

"By the way, does Ye Zhiming really have a chance to survive?"

Outside the abandoned warehouse, while Chen Jing was resting, Sun Qiaowei suddenly came out from behind and asked.

"Of course I lied to him."

Chen Jing replied without thinking, who would dare to cover up such a big case? The other party would definitely die.

"That's good."

Sun Qiaowei breathed a sigh of relief. She had seen Ye Zhiming's information, and it would not be an exaggeration for him to die a hundred times.

At this time, after she looked around and saw no one around, she suddenly smiled seductively at Chen Jing, her long and slender index finger gently traced circles on his chest, and said softly:

"When will I..."

Before he finished speaking, the conversation was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a text message reminder.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Reluctantly, Chen Jing turned on her phone and took a quick look.
Chapter completed!