When Zheng Muyang heard this, his face suddenly turned blue and white.
It turned out that Zeng Qi had reserved a special hand to deal with him.
No, rather than dealing with him, it is more aimed at Ju Feng.
Dong Fengying also said in surprise: "Comrade police, are you mistaken? Our Zheng family has always been good and law-abiding citizens. It is impossible for us to do such a thing."
"We are also doing this on a routine basis. Please cooperate with us in our work." After the leader finished speaking, he waved his hand behind him. "take away."
Immediately, two people stepped forward and pressed Zheng Muyang up, one on the left and the other on the right, and walked outside.
"Yang'er, please let go of my son quickly."
Dong Fengying quickly followed, and Zheng Muyue had to hold her back first to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Mom, calm down first. Grandpa won't ignore it."
At the moment of crisis, Zheng Muyue also temporarily put aside her grudge against Dong Fengying.
After hearing this, Dong Fengying sat on the sofa and murmured: "You are right, your grandpa will not ignore it. The people in the other two rooms are unreliable, and your grandpa still has to count on us."
Having said this, she excitedly grabbed Zheng Muyue's hand and stood up again: "Let's go back to the Zheng family mansion to find your grandfather."
At this moment, Zheng Muyue's cell phone rang in her bag, and she quickly took it out and picked it up.
The call came from Butler Liu who was next to Zheng Qihua.
"Hey, Butler Liu, it's me." Zheng Muyue said calmly.
Just the next second, the calmness on her face was replaced by shock.
"What, grandpa fainted..."
…
The setting sun converged its last rays, and a crescent moon slowly appeared on the horizon.
This night is destined to be a sleepless night for the Zheng family.
For Zeng Qi on the other side, it was also extremely painful.
A black car was driving aimlessly on the road. Zeng Qi's face in the driver's seat was like a thousand-year-old ice.
He drove the car and searched for a long time in the streets and alleys of City C, but still could not find any trace of Tan Jiajia.
The phone rang, which was particularly harsh in the quiet car.
A hint of surprise flashed in Zeng Qi's eyes, and he quickly connected the phone using Bluetooth.
"Hey, Murong, do you have any news over there?"
"..."
"...Really...Then I'll be there right away..."
After Zeng Qi finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
He found a place on the side of the road to turn the car around and started heading towards where Murong Ranchun was.
Not long after, the vehicle drove into a secluded road.
After twists and turns, the headlights of the car hit a solemn iron gate at the end of the path.
It seemed that the people inside sensed that someone was visiting, the iron door slowly opened upwards, and Zeng Qi quickly drove in.
As soon as Zeng Qi entered, he saw a flashy red sports car parked in front of him, and the owner of the car, Murong Ranchun, was standing aside talking to someone.
Zeng Qi parked his car next to the sports car, quickly got out of the car and walked towards Murong Ranchun.
"Brother Zeng." Murong Ranchun called after seeing him coming, and then introduced the people around him to him.
"This is my Uncle Xu, Uncle Xu, and this is Mr. Zeng Qizeng of Haonan."
The person Murong Ranchun called Uncle Xu was a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance and very ordinary clothes.
A smile appeared on his face and he extended his hand to Zeng Qi: "Boss Zeng, I have long admired you. I am honored to meet you."
Although the other party said this, Zeng Qi still did not dare to show any contempt. He stretched out his hand to hold Uncle Xu's hand and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xu, you're welcome. Just call me Xiao Zeng."
"How can this be done?" Uncle Xu's smile did not diminish, but it could be seen from his eyes that he was very satisfied with Zeng Qi's humble and low-key behavior.
Murong Ranchun on the side quickly interrupted the two of them: "Stop being polite and get down to business quickly."
Uncle Xu then led the two of them into the hall, while chatting: "The Zheng family is also unlucky. Usually when this kind of thing happens, the most they can do is fine them, but recently it happened that the people above caught the example, oh, This time it hit the muzzle of the gun."
"You guys wait here, I'll take the people out first."
As they spoke, the two of them had arrived in a room similar to an interrogation room, except that the middle of the room was divided into two parts by an iron railing.
After Uncle Xu said that, he took the key and opened the small door next to the iron railing and walked in.
Taking advantage of this time, Murong Ranchun asked Zeng Qi beside him: "Brother Zeng, the amount of money involved in the Zheng family is not small this time. Do you think they can bear it?"
"I don't know, why are you worried about your fiancée?" Zeng Qi shook his head, implying something in his words.
"There is no need for me to worry about her." Murong Ranchun said. "I'd better worry about myself first. This time I helped you behind the old man's back. You don't know how to punish me when you get back."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to you this time." Zeng Qi said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Muyang walked out with a tired look.
"What are you doing here?" As soon as Zheng Muyang saw Zeng Qi, he immediately became alert and looked at him warily.
Uncle Xu's voice came from the loudspeaker on the side: "If you have any questions, ask quickly, time is limited."
Zeng Qi didn't talk nonsense to him and went straight to the topic: "Zheng Muyang, where is Jiajia?"
Zheng Muyang raised his head, a hint of haze flashed in his eyes: "Kill."
"Asshole, believe it or not, I will beat you up..." Upon hearing this, Murong Ranchun immediately rolled up his sleeves and seemed to be gearing up.
Zeng Qi raised his hand to stop his behavior and said in a deep voice: "You have to think clearly, this is the police station, and everything you say and do is under the eyes of the police. Tax evasion turned into murder, and the consequences will be in your heart It’s naturally clear.”
"Humph." Zheng Muyang sneered. "So what, she was indeed killed by me. I had to do it first and then kill her. What can you do to me?"
Seeing the other party's appearance of not being afraid of boiling water, Zeng Qi's expression did not change, and his voice remained as calm as ever: "Really, I can't do anything to you, but have you ever thought about her? Woolen cloth……"
With that said, Zeng Qi raised his phone and showed him a photo.
After Zheng Muyang saw the photo, his face changed instantly.
Because it was a candid photo, and the subject of the candid photo was Feng Tingting, whom he was looking for.
In the photo, she is wearing a beige knitted jacket and long skirt, sitting beside the hospital bed, smiling and communicating with Feng's father.
In Zheng Muyang's opinion, this photo conveyed two messages to him.
First, Feng Tingting was released by the people of the "Monster Hunting Alliance".
Second, with such a good relationship with Feng's father, she might become the original Feng Tingting.
"Give me."
Zheng Muyang took a step forward and stretched his hand out from the iron railing, trying to snatch the phone away and check it carefully.
But Zeng Qi quickly took it back with quick eyes and hands, allowing Zheng Muyang to miss it.
"Have you thought clearly?"
Zheng Muyang grabbed the iron railing with both hands and held it in for a long time before he squeezed out two words through his teeth.
"mean."
"Thank you." Zeng Qi replied with two words.
Zheng Muyang was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This man was so shameless, he actually used other people's weaknesses to threaten others. He had completely forgotten that he often did this.
"My patience has its limit." Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Zeng Qi reminded him with a look in his eyes.
