Suhang, Chen family, Chen Luohe sat on the sofa with a quiet face. Ye Qingcheng quietly accompanied Chen Luohe like a shy little girl back then, and from time to time, a hint of shyness appeared on his face. Opposite the sofa, a middle-aged man in a straight suit sat upright with a somewhat anxious expression. The middle-aged man looked at the couple who seemed to never grow old and reluctantly smiled: "Brother Chen, it seems that you are not in a hurry at all! Is that your son?"

"Brother Tang, I'm in vain if I'm anxious!" Chen Luohe said lightly, lit a cigarette, his face still, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Qingcheng, who was on the side, was a little worried and spoke, "Luohe, Yangyang will not be in trouble, right?"

"Dare they?" Chen Luohe said gloomyly, revealing the power of inquiries in his words.

"It's been seventeen years, and it's been seventeen years. Will you contact Beijing at this time?..." Ye Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, and became even more worried.

However, Chen Luohe looked confident and said lightly: "The Chen family is the only seedling. Do you think the ancestors will not send someone to stare at it? Wait, they will jump out by themselves!"

"But Yangyang is a seventeen-year-old child after all!" Ye Qingcheng said a little uneasy.

"Seventeen years old, already seventeen!" Chen Luohe muttered to himself silently, extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, then smiled slightly, looked at the middle-aged man opposite, and said, "Brother Tang, I'll trouble you about this!"

The middle-aged man pinched the tip of his nose and said awkwardly: "Brother Chen, you and my brother don't need to be so polite. Besides, I like Yangyang tightly. If it weren't for him, Boer wouldn't know what he would have become over the years. I would like to thank Brother Chen for this. Leave this matter to me! If Su Tiancheng doesn't know the truth, don't blame me for teaching him a lesson!"

"Learning?" Chen Luohe sneered and shook his head. Chen Luohe, a ruthless man who had been quiet for twenty years, would do whatever he wanted. Once he got angry, he was a person who changed his color. However, after being silent for these years, it seemed that some people had forgotten him.

"Please, Mr. Tang!" Ye Qingcheng nodded politely.

Tang Yanjue and the couple have known each other for nearly twenty years. Although Chen Luohe is just a boxer on the surface, in fact, Tang Yanjue knows that Chen Luohe will never be so simple, otherwise the couple would not have changed at all in twenty years. Although Chen Luohe has some silver hair on his temples, he is still young, as if he is less than thirty years old.

As for Ye Qingcheng, he was even younger, almost exactly the same as twenty years ago, except that his temper was a little softer.

At the Suzhou-Hangzhou Police Station, Chen Yuyang was locked in an airtight house alone. The room was very wet, with thorny lights and sparks, but the only strange thing was the tingling redness, mysterious. The sneer on the corner of his mouth was chilling, cold and even more tingling than the weather.

Outside the police station, the lights were brightly lit, and Tang Bo stood in front of Liu Ziyang with an angry face and said, "Director Liu, the matter is already very clear. What exactly are you going to do?"

Liu Ziyang said helplessly and embarrassedly: "Mr. Tang, this matter is not my final say. You should know who the dead person is? And I am following the law, don't make things difficult for me!"

Tang Bo sneered and said, "According to the law? Well, I'll ask for bail now!"

As he said that, Tang Bo pressed his hands hard on Liu Ziyang's work. His eyes didn't sleep all night, and blood was everywhere, which looked a little scary. Tang Bo had been rubbing with Liu Ziyang here for the middle of the night, but Liu Ziyang still didn't let go, so Tang Bo's anger became stronger and stronger.

"Director Liu, I tell you, don't make mistakes. No matter how important the career is, it is life-important?" Tang Bo finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Liu Ziyang slapped the table and said, "Tang Bo, you are threatening state public officials!"

Tang Bo pretended to be innocent and spread his hands and said, "I didn't say anything? You can take care of these things yourself!"

"You~~~" Liu Ziyang pointed at Tang Bo viciously and couldn't say a word. He knew that Suzhou and Hangzhou rich man Tang Yanjue had already let go and wanted to buy red flowers from the underworld. Not to mention him, even Su Tiancheng must consider the consequences clearly. The Tang family was cruel and ruthless in doing things.

But what Liu Ziyang did not expect was that the Tang family actually used such great power for a stranger.

Sitting on the office chair, Liu Ziyang crossed his hands, not knowing what he was thinking. It took a long time to come back to his senses and said, "Mr. Tang, it's not that I don't give you the Tang family face. I really have no choice but to make a decision on this matter. Su Haonan is the secretary's son. Now the secretary is angry, and someone must explain it!"

Liu Ziyang said this so clearly, and naturally he would showdown.

However, Tang Bo ignored Su Tiancheng's factor and mocked: "Why, the secretary's son took someone to trouble me and was killed in the end. Is this the account going to be counted on me now? Is it so how do you public officials abide by the law? It's so shameless to use public instruments for personal use!"

"Tang Bo, how could he talk to Director Liu like this!" A voice came to my mind at some point, very stern.

Tang Bo turned around and saw the solemn middle-aged man, he felt a little excited, but he still said, "Old man, what I'm talking about is the truth!"

The person who came was not someone else, but the old man of the Tang Bo family, the helmsman of the Tang family of Suhang, Tang Yanjue. Seeing Tang Yanjue, Liu Ziyang felt even heavier. Tang Yanjue was stomping his feet in Suhang, and Suhang was shocked. He didn't expect that even Tang Yanjue would come for Chen Yuyang's affairs.

At this time, Liu Ziyang’s biggest hope was to confirm the case forty-eight hours ago.

However, the result disappointed him, because the young man in the dark house seemed to be in trouble, and it would be a huge problem to force confession without leaving any traces. Liu Ziyang couldn't help but start to have a headache.

Outside the black house, two policemen looked at the strange red light and dark inside and said anxiously: "What should we do?"

"have no idea?"

"How about blood-sucking mosquitoes?"

"It seems that this is the only way!"
Chapter completed!