"Okay, let's talk about who the thief is?" Pei Dongchang asked directly.

"The thief's face?"

Wang Fulai suddenly heard this question and blinked, saying, "Official, isn't Huabing a thief who became famous in Peking City six years ago? If you ask him who he is, he's just a thief."

Pei Dongchang widened his eyes and shouted at Wang Fulai: "Nonsense, can I not know that he is a thief? I asked who he is and what does it have to do with your Heifeng Village?"

"What does it have to do with Heifeng Village? I don't know this. I am just the person in charge of a stronghold in Beiping City. I don't know many things about Heifeng Village!"

"Official, does he have anything to do with Heifeng Village?" Wang Fulai asked blankly.

It's true!

Actually, thinking about it is true. How could Wang Fulai know about something that Meng Changhe didn’t know?

The thief is believed to be a mysterious trump card of Heifeng Village. Only the masters know about it, and the other masters may not know about it at all.

"Then you know, how many leaders of Heifeng Village are there? Who are they? What is the terrain of Heifeng Village? What are you responsible for here?"

"How many strongholds like you are in the city of Peking? How many do you know? Tell me all of them. If I know you have something to hide, hehe! You know the consequences!"

Pei Dongchang turned the soldering iron in his hand, his eyes full of chill.

"Yes, yes, yes, I say everything!"

Wang Fulai raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead, explaining everything he had done over the years and what he knew.

After all, Wang Fulai, like Wei Shan, is just a small businessman who is greedy for profit.

Whoever gives him benefits will listen to whoever can decide his life and death will depend on his expression and do things, and he will have no stance at all.

If Heifeng Village has implicated himself in a desperate situation and even sacrificed his life, it would certainly not be worth it!

...

At dusk.

Standing in the courtyard of the old house, looking at the sky above my head slowly darkening, my face was carrying my hands, and my expression was neither sad nor happy.

He had already received the news that Fulai Satin Village had been taken down. Although the Security Department had not given any explanation yet, he had already figured it out.

If Zhenhetang was confessed by Chen Houzi, then I believe this reason, after all, Chen Houzi also knew that Zhenhetang existed.

But what about Fulai Satin Village?

This is not something Chen Houzi is qualified to know. All he knows is you, Meng Changhe, but now he is being taken away by a slaughter. If you say it wasn't because of your confession, is it possible?

But before this matter was confirmed, Huaying dared not draw a conclusion.

Even from his personal opinion, since the war letter was issued, the moment he wanted to start a storm in Peking City again and regain his reputation had nothing to do with the camp not rescuing Meng Changhe.

"Is there any movement in the Garrison Hall?" asked calmly.

"No!"

Qu Jinxing stood behind her and whispered: "They don't seem to want to let go. Master, do you think they didn't take your words seriously at all?"

"Hmph, don't you take it seriously? That's right, tomorrow I will let them know what regret means!" Huaying said proudly.

"yes!"
Chapter completed!