After all, he slept with the Presidentâs wife and earned money that came from dubious sources. At this point, they must have already dug up his entire ancestry.
Understanding all this, Shao Yiping didnât plan on getting out of this unscathed. But it didnât matter if he died; before that, he wanted to do one last thing for Zhou Yuan.
Sitting on the electric chair in the interrogation room, Shao Yiping, a man who had never lived uprightly, straightened his back for the first time. This unexpected action caught Group Leader Liuâs attention.
"Come clean!"
"Confess for leniency, resist and face harsh punishment."
These were standard protocols that always had to be followed initially.
Group Leader Liu didnât have the patience for slow proceedings and directly slammed the table, saying fiercely, "Speak up yourself, donât make me remind you! If I remind you, it wonât end well. Choose either a death sentence or a suspended death sentence."
Group Leader Liuâs interrogation method was consistently straightforward and brutal; he was used to it and couldnât change.
The crimes Shao Yiping committed were roughly within this range. If his attitude in admitting his mistakes was good, his sentence could be mitigated.
Shao Yiping glanced at Group Leader Liu, remaining silent.
"Do you think that by keeping quiet, we canât do anything to you? Since weâve already traced it to you, we have solid evidence. Now, I want to know who you sold the weapon to, or who you gave it to?"
As Group Leader Liu was speaking, he took the weapon out and placed it on the table.
Shao Yiping glanced at it, his pupils narrowing.
It was this one. He gave it to Zhou Yuan for self-defense, with good intentions, not expecting such a big trouble in the end. If not for this, he wouldnât have been caught.
Thinking about this, he felt a bitterness rising in his heart.
Group Leader Liu was constantly observing his expression, watching for signs of his defenses lowering. Seeing this, he knew the time had come, "Shao Yiping, youâre already a known figure in this city, was it worth it for a woman?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean exactly what I said. I donât care about your other affairs; right now, I need to investigate who you gave the weapon to. This concerns the future of two girls."
Shao Yipingâs thoughts circled back to Zhou Yuanâs adopted daughter, whom he truly couldnât warm up to. She was the one who caused all this trouble, trying to frame others, and ended up dragging them down with her.
"According to our investigation, you and Zhou Yuan have known each other since childhood, right?"
"No, stop spouting nonsense."
Group Leader Liu gave him a sympathetic look, "Donât make me keep guessing, otherwise, who knows what other truths I might uncover."
"... Iâll talk."
Shao Yiping sighed heavily and finally chose to speak. By admitting it himself, he might still preserve Zhou Yuanâs reputation. If the investigation continued, their improper relationship would undoubtedly be exposed.
The two had known each other since they were young; this could be considered his final gift to Zhou Yuan!
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It was a long time before Xu Qigang returned that evening. Sheng Ning had prepared food and was in the living room, writing a novel while waiting. The second part of "Phoenix" was nearly done, but it was unclear how Su Hai received the first part.
Nonetheless, to make money, she had to finish it quickly.
The door to the room opened, and Xu Qigangâs tall silhouette appeared at the doorway. Instead of coming in, he crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe, watching the focused woman inside.
"Back?" Sheng Ning looked up and fell into his deep gaze, involuntarily freezing.