Wang Qiaochu thought for a while, then his eyes became sharper: "I don't want to say some things in front of too many people."

"Can!"

Zhao Mingyue waved her fingers lightly.

Twelve investigation team members immediately evacuated the rooftop.

Zhao Mingyue also asked several high-level monitors in the prison yard to avoid being understood what was leaked by the lips.

"don't want--"

Fifteen minutes later, the twelve investigation team members heard Zhao Mingyue shouting.

They immediately pulled out their guns and rushed into the rooftop.

In his sight, Wang Qiaochu fell down to the sky outside the rooftop with a crazi smile.

Zhao Mingyue pounced on her pale face, but she was still half a beat slower, and only grabbed a handful of air on the edge with her right hand.

The next second, Wang Qiaochu's head collided with the ground.

Blood splattered three feet, and one life was gone!

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