"Blessing?" He Fu sneered in the chair like a boneless person, "A star of destruction?"

Feng Rong looked at him calmly for a while before he calmly said: "Only a coward will blame the woman for the failure."

"You...!" He Fu wanted to slam the table like an angry lion, but in the blink of an eye, Lin Yingkong was pressed with one hand and could not move, and he didn't even see the other party's movements clearly.

"Mr. He," Lin Yingkong smiled, increasing the strength in his hand, "It's better not to be too impulsive."

He Fu struggled for a while, but he didn't move. Instead, his shoulder was pinched and hurt. He immediately glared and said, "What are you doing? You want to threaten me, be careful I'll tell you what you know and break the law!"

"Yes, I'm threatening you," Lin Yingkong replied in a very bad mood. "How can I say that, we came down from above, my minister's title... Well, I think about it, I guess the mayor of City N cannot care about him. If you did something..." He smiled implicitly, "I will be in a difficult situation."

He Fu, who was timid in his voice, stopped moving. He glanced at Feng Rong, who was low-key and noble. The other party's calm appearance seemed like a clown. He muttered, "I'm afraid of you." However, his voice was obviously pitiful. It was obvious that the "minister" made his eyelids jump a few times, and he couldn't figure out what position he called.

Lie without blinking - in fact, it is not a lie, but a lie, which can only be said to be a change of concept. Lin's assistant, proudly let go of his hand and sat down again, pretending to hold the pen and start recording, "Okay, thank you very much for your cooperation, so please report your name, age, hometown, next."

Haha, aren't you afraid? If you are not afraid of this kind of corrupt body, you won't just dare to stay at home and drink and beat women. It's the most suitable way to use Guan Wei to suppress him. Feng Rong and him will naturally cooperate without interruption.

After a lot of messes, Lin Yingkong asked again: "Mr. He, think about it carefully, do you really have no enemies? Or have the others in your family offended anyone?"

Because the matter involves the supernatural community, for the sake of confidentiality, only He Shou in the He family knew how strange his wife died, and he didn't even know that she died in the witness protection room of the police station. Others only knew that she was killed because Wei Lan had never told anyone that she thought she would die before going out to the police station. He Shou happened to see her in panic and followed her. When Wei Lan stayed in the police station, he was afraid that his family would scold her for causing trouble, so he said that she had something urgent to go back to her parents' home in the n-town area to stay for a few days. Unexpectedly, he went to Wei Lan early the next day to take her to see a doctor, but he saw his wife's terrifying and ferocious death at the first time. He was afraid that he had not even had a good sleep these days.

"I've said nothing," He Fu said irritably. Obviously, this question has been asked several times by the police before. "My family has no money and no power, can I offend people?"

"Is that true?" Lin Yingkong looked at him, his eyes seemed to have pierced his pupils and penetrated into his brain. His voice became lighter and lighter, and he finally wanted to approach the whisper, "Then have you done anything that makes some people... hate you?"

He Fu suddenly shuddered, and Lin Yingkong immediately asked him: "Mr. He, what have you remembered?"

I don’t know if it was guided by his voice, He Fu subconsciously said: “She…”

He? Or her? Lin Yingkong's tone became more oppressive, "Who is he? Why does he hate you?"

The confusion in He Fu's eyes suddenly dissipated. He laughed a few times, coldly and sarcastically, "Who else can it be except that Sangmen Star?"

Lin Yingkong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you think she hates you so much that she killed your family? Then why didn't she kill you first?"

He Fu didn't expect that what he asked was not why Shu Xiusang hated him, but why he didn't kill him. He was immediately blocked and said nothing, "She...I..."

Lin Yingkong dragged his voice, "Does she hate you, or do you hate her?"

He Fu really jumped up now and shouted in a rough voice: "I haven't, it's that bitch..."

Lin Yingkong suddenly stood up. The shadow cast by his height of 1.9 meters was extremely oppressive under deliberate circumstances, which made He Fu shut up, "Okay, then let's come here first. We will refer to Mr. He's transcript to investigate. Now you go to have breakfast first. If you have any questions, we will talk about it next time. Thank you for your cooperation."

Lin Yingkong smiled and stood up to see him out. The smile was innocent, which made He Fu feel angry in anger. He didn't know where to start, and his face turned red.

After He Fu, it was a transcript made by He's parents. Lin Yingkong also asked questions similar to He Fu. He's mother, who had never liked Shu Xiusang, did not say bad things about her this time. He's father was silent for a while before saying, "The fourth brother has no character, has borrowed a lot of usury outside, and has offended many people."

"Old man..." He's mother wanted to stop him, but she thought that her youngest son was dead. Even if the police wanted to arrest him, she couldn't catch him. The family still had to carry the debts. She couldn't help but feel sad and wiped her tears and stopped talking.

Lin Yingkong asked in detail about He Quan's usury, but he had a premonition in his heart that the He family's affairs might have nothing to do with those too conventional things. During this period, he remembered Xing Jun that Dai Sixu, the eldest disciple of the Dai family, was related to this family, so he asked a few tentative questions. However, the He family's parents were flickering words, but they kept their mouths tightly. Lin Yingkong brought the topic without any trace. He had already asked someone to check it out and talked to them again when the results came out.

After He’s father and mother, it was the turn of the eldest daughter-in-law of the He family, Shu Xiusang. She walked in carefully and sat opposite Feng Rong. Seeing Lin Yingkong close the door, she moved uneasyly. The fine lines at the corners of her eyes were slightly wrinkled, and the wind and frost stained almost fell down. Her height was not short, but she was very thin, and her skin was very dry and rough. She was middle-aged, and her black hair was covered with a few strands of silver threads. The black bangs fell long, covering one eye, making her look even more petite and pitiful. In fact, if you think about it carefully, Shu Xiusang is not as old as Xing Jun, but Xing Jun stood in front of her, I’m afraid that even her son wouldn’t look very abrupt.

Feng Rong, who hadn't spoken much, was staring at other team members in the field group chat in the General Office, suddenly raised his head and looked at her and said, "Shu Xiusang?"

"Yes, yes." She responded hurriedly.

Feng Rong asked a question that seemed to be off-topic, as if he was talking nonsense: "I heard that you married from the north. Are Ling Zun and Ling Tang in good health now?"

Shu Xiusang was stunned, with a hint of shaking sadness flashing across his face, "Thank you for your concern, my parents have passed away a few years ago."

Feng Rong had already touched her wealth, so he naturally knew about it. At this moment, he just pretended that he didn't know it. He appropriately expressed his apology for mentioning it, and then said: "The mountains are long and the rivers are far away. Have you never returned to worship?"

The minister said it was a sentence and he poked it on people. Shu Xiusang's lips trembled and murmured, "I am really unfilial to be a child..." It was not that she didn't want to go back, but she had never had the chance to go back after she married into the He family. She was dragged by her children and family farm work. She wanted to leave for a day but didn't dare to leave. When her eldest son was over one year old, she went to work with her children on her back. At the Shu family, at first, her parents simply didn't want to contact her. Every time she called, she was hung up. Later, she got old and was angry that she really didn't want to go home for more than ten years. They didn't know that the daughter she held in her hand was a cow and horse in other people's houses.

She was the water splashed by her married daughter. She was stubborn and refused to forgive their obstruction. When both passed away, she told Shu Xiusang's brothers and sisters not to tell her, nor to let her come to their grave to pretend. When Shu Xiusang learned about their death, it was already half a year since her parents' funeral. She was stunned on the spot, hugging her children who had never seen her grandparents before. She didn't even dare to cry in front of others since she married into the He family. That time was the most open and heartbroken time she cried. Unfortunately, all kinds of trivial matters were still dragged down later. It was several years since her parents died, but she was unable to kowtow until they were present.

Before she could come out of the sadness, Feng Rong said again: "Have you ever thought about divorcing He Fu?"

Shu Xiusang froze, "This..."

Feng Rong used a statement tone: "As far as I know, he is not good to you, domestic violence is a very bad behavior... And I was listening outside just now, their family is also very ordinary to you."

This "more average" is quite tactful, but you are not polite. Even though Shu Xiusang was used to this kind of life, she still felt embarrassed on the face of Shu Xiusang's face when she was told so casually. For a moment, she even thought that if she hadn't met He Fu back then, the person she married would be like this, elegant and calm, and had no worries about food and clothing, but there was no if. She shook her head, "I...I don't have this idea..."

"Are you worried about your future life and the custody of your two children?" Feng Rong casually played with the pen in his hand, "Maybe I can help you somehow. Domestic violence is a very bad behavior. Custody, alimony, and even the shared property of the couple are not a problem. Or do you want him to stay in prison for a few years?"

"No!" Shu Xiusang said subconsciously. This was probably the biggest sound she made since the meeting, with the least hesitation and timidity. Her body subconsciously half-inclined toward Feng Rong. After saying that, she could not react slightly and was stunned by her actions. Some green and purple marks of being beaten were exposed between her movements. She did not notice and was in a while and she was not in the mood to hide it. After a while, she retracted her body dejectedly and said in a hoarse voice: "Sorry, I am too excited, but thank you for your kindness. I don't want to divorce."

Feng Rong looked at the expression on her face and said for a long time: "You are not so willing to go back to worship your parents. Are you afraid that He Fu will not want you when you leave?"

Shu Xiusang, who thought he was going to end the topic, suddenly heard his words, and his whole body was shocked, and his teeth trembled, "I didn't... no, I mean he couldn't. We have been married for so many years, and it's awesome, why should we divorce?"

"What you mean is that you are married, and you have sons and daughters. You have been working as a cattle and horse for their family for so many years, so it is not convenient to divorce?" Feng Rong was not affected by her emotions throughout the whole process, and even the ups and downs of the tone did not change, "It's not because you still have feelings?"

Shu Xiusang's eyes drifted, and she murmured: "Feel...how can there be no feelings? I said, it's been so many years..."

"What kind of feelings?" Feng Rong asked slowly, "Love is a kind of, hate, and it is also one of them..."

Shu Xiusang suddenly realized something, "He hates me, right? He said he hates me?"

Feng Rong shook his head, "No, he said you hate him."

Shu Xiusang's eyes suddenly opened wide, and she was stunned for a while, then her eyes suddenly turned red, and she choked and said, "I didn't..." She suddenly covered her face with her ten fingers, and tears oozed out from between her fingers, "I love him, I have never changed..."

Even though life erased all her longing for the future in the past, it never erased her feelings for He Fu.

Shu Xiusang's transcripts were done here. Although Feng Rong didn't ask any substantial questions, she quickly calmed down and returned to her previous numb and cowardly look. Without looking carefully, she couldn't tell that she had just cried. While Shu Xiusang went out to call the next He family who took the transcripts, Lin Yingkong, who had been guarding the door and allowed Feng Rong to play, returned to his seat and said thoughtfully: "Actually, Luo Cheng is right. Minister, you are quite good at speculating on people's hearts." He also claimed that he was good at speculating on people's hearts, so he always helped Feng Rong deal with related matters, because the other party has always left these things alone. Now it seems a little different from before. Feng Rong began to be generous in exerting his abilities, instead of gradually putting himself in a low-key manner like he did in the past two years.

Feng Rong shook his head, "What I see is all things on the dark side." It's like Luo Cheng's plot against him, like Shu Xiusang's desperate love, because he is good at those things and has been in it, just like happiness can be exaggerated, and sadness can resonate. There is not much light in his life, and naturally he smells the rotten smell of human nature that is dormant in the dark faster than others. He was not wrong before, Lin Yingkong is better at seeing people's hearts than him, and he can naturally see what Feng Rong can see, but no matter how he is called Lin's Demon King, he is essentially a gentle person, and he can't do his behavior of stabbing people's hearts with one knife.

Lin Yingkong understood the minister's meaning, but just smiled at him. He had always known how cruel and ruthless the Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department was. Both of them were demon king-level figures. Feng Rong's method of blood was always liked to be bloodless, and he was beyond his reach. But it was the same as the opposite sex. The more "good" Lin Yingkong was, the more he liked the contradictory temperament of black and white entangled on him. Moreover, Feng Rong was not really the kind of crazy person. At most, he was a little useless. The goal he finally achieved was always on the side of the light.

The private conversation between Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong did not last long, and the next person to take the transcript came in. He was Shu Xiusang's son He Zhichen.

He looked taciturn and not outstanding. He seemed to be an honest person against the backdrop of his sister He Zhiying, who looked weird, but as soon as he entered the door, He Zhichen straightened his back and stared at them coldly and said, "What did you say to my mother, why did she cry?"

Oh, the males of the He family are only born but not raised. Unexpectedly, Shu Xiusang, a little lamb, has raised two children, one endured and the other "spreading teeth and claws". Lin Yingkong became a little interested, raised his hand and made a gesture, signaling him to sit down and say, but he didn't go around when he spoke, and said straight: "We just asked her about her and your father, as for why she cried... you know."
Chapter completed!