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Tang Baozhu patted her shoulder soothingly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She should have been thankful, but she couldn't help but feel sad.

"It's all my fault. I implicated you. You wouldn't have gone through the book with me."

Wen Zhen wanted to cry but had no tears. The tense emotions he had been holding for so many years finally relaxed.

"Tell me, what will be Wen Zhen's ending? Let me give up. Some time ago, I relied on the plot you revealed to me. I was lucky to be able to save my life. I have to plan for my future."

Tang Baozhu thought about it.

"You eventually became the leader of the Qinglong Gang and led the gang to serve the country. You are a hero and will be respected by others in the future."

"really?"

There was a gleam in Wen Zhen's eyes.

In fact, judging from Tang Baozhu's tone, she had only been in the book for a short time, but she had arrived ten years earlier and had traveled through time while she was moving goods at the dock.

For food, she was beaten, imprisoned, and even had her face scratched by her companions.

Later, she stole Ning Jinchuan's purse. Ning Jinchuan said that he could spare his life, but it depended on whether he had the ability to gain a foothold in the Qinglong Gang. He could either die or become the best.

So she learned to burn, kill, and rob, committing all kinds of evil in Shanghai, and her hands were stained with blood. She could no longer remember her name was Zhai Jing.

She also didn't remember that she was still a simple girl. She no longer cared about honor or disgrace, good or evil, as long as she was alive.

"Of course."

Tang Baozhu smiled.

"I know you are pretending to help the Japanese invaders. Did they ask you to kill Song Xiaohua?"

Wen Zhen pursed his lips and nodded, then he remembered what he was going to do.

"Did you hide Song Xiaohua?"

"Well, anyway, this time I want to deal with my fake big brother, we will join forces later."

"How to do it?"

The two held each other's ears and began to plot.

Fu Meng dealt with the troublemakers and saw this scene when he returned to the car. Qiu Hu slumped down on the seat.

Tang Baozhu hugged the killer and cried bitterly.

The corner of Fu Meng's eye twitched, and he thought he had seen it wrong. He rubbed his eyes. He didn't expect that Miss Tang Er had such ability to instigate the assassin to rebel and be moved to tears?

He remembered that the killer seemed to be Wen Zhen, the second in command of the Qinglong Gang. He was notoriously cold-blooded and ruthless, and he was a rebellious person who would not submit to anyone. He was also the most tactful. He was able to get to this point and was able to handle both Xindao Zuo Er and Mr. Ning with ease, which proved that this person had some skills.

But what is incredible is that Miss Tang has become so skilled in just a few minutes of practice. It is so terrifying.

Mr. Ning was still worrying too much. After knowing that the killer was Wen Zhen, he told him to pay more attention to Wen Zhen's methods. Unexpectedly, Miss Tang Er already had her own methods.

He wiped off the dust from the fight and interrupted the two people's reminiscence.

"Excuse me, shouldn't the situation be tense right now? Why are you acting like you've met again after a long separation?"

Tang Baozhu was still calm, but Wen Zhen had a tear hanging from the corner of his eye.

Fu Meng suspected that he had taken the hallucinogen given by Young Master Ning this morning, otherwise why would he keep having hallucinations?

"This is······"

Tang Baozhu quickly patted Wen Zhen's shoulder.

"I didn't expect it. I met an old friend. I was so excited that we started chatting."

It turned out that he was really an old friend. It was a waste of his time to make such a trip.

"You should have said it earlier. I had to prepare so many manpower."

"Thank you for your hard work. Just think of it as stretching your muscles."

"Okay, what now? Go to the police station?"

"Well, I'll have to trouble you to take me to the police station. Song Xiaohua should have already sued Wang Hongyan at the police station by now."

"it is good."

When they arrived at the police station, Song Xiaohua had already written the indictment. Qin Ruorong helped to take out the ashes found in the factory and Song Xiaohua as evidence.

Because of the prosecution of the parties involved, as well as sufficient evidence and conclusive evidence, Wang Hongyan was convicted of intentional homicide. The final sentence will be decided after discussion.

Tang Baozhu hurried to the police station. The chief was holding a cup of tea and finally took a breath. When he saw Tang Baozhu coming in, he became nervous again.

"Why are you here, Miss Tang Er? Wang Hongyan has just confessed her guilt. The evidence is sufficient. She intentionally injured someone and used you as a shield. The evidence is irrefutable. I have posted a notice at the door. Now the truth is out. Miss Tang Er will clear your name."

Tang Baozhu looked at the trembling director and said firmly,

"This time I want to sue my elder brother Song Shaoguang for instigating Wang Hongyan to intentionally kill someone, and I also want to sue him for false accusation,"

The police chief was stunned, his expression became even more distorted. Why is this matter never-ending?

"Everything has just been resolved, how come there is still something behind it?"

"Yes, Song Xiaohua can help identify the person. When Wang Hongyan knocked her out, a man spoke to Wang Hongyan and said that she couldn't let me enter the factory. He used Song Xiaohua to ruin my reputation, so he poisoned her and wanted to make Song Xiaohua a dead person for the rest of her life, and then put the blame on me."

The police chief realized the importance of the matter.

“Is there any other evidence for this?”

"Of course. Today I was afraid that my eldest brother would stop Song Xiaohua from coming to the police station, so I pretended to be Song Xiaohua. Sure enough, a killer came to my house, and he admitted that Song Shaoguang bribed him to kill people to silence them."

"Really? You caught the murderer?"

Tang Baozhu nodded solemnly.

"The murderer is outside. We can call him over now to testify."

There were only a few people in the police station to begin with. When Tang Baozhu said this, everyone gathered together.

Soon Wen Zhen came in, with his hands tied up with a rope in a proper manner.

The police chief's eyes twitched as he looked at Wen Zhen who walked in with a swagger.

"Is this the murderer?"

He stared at Wen Zhen.

"Do you admit to assassinating Miss Tang Er?"

Wen Zhen glanced at the director with disdain.

"It's only natural to take money from others and risk your life for them. This is the rule of the Qinglong Gang."

"In that case, you are now going to testify for Miss Tang Er?"

"right,"

"why?"

"Because Miss Tang Er is kind, beautiful, tall, with delicate skin and a cherry mouth, she is beautiful and gentle. I was moved by her sincerity and turned back from my wrong path. I put down my butcher knife and became a Buddha right away."

Tang Baozhu coughed lightly, interrupting Wen Zhen's exaggerated words. She knew that Wen Zhen was not serious. She actually came to the police station and was so nonchalant. The director might think that she had hired a fake killer to fool people.

As expected, the director looked troubled.

"Miss Tang Er, you didn't just randomly find someone to be your killer, did you?"

Not credible at all, looks like a murderer, and the contrast in his speech is too great.

"Someone close to Mr. Ning sent me here. If you believe it or not, just ask Mr. Fu Meng and you'll know."

Fu Meng raised his hand.

"Indeed, the car was hit on the street, and the people can testify to that. By the way, Miss Tang's bodyguard is still unconscious in the car."