Chapter 117

Because of Zongfang's strength, the federal personnel put smart locks on his neck, wrists, and ankles. During this period, he didn't struggle or resist at all, and remained expressionless throughout, letting others do as they pleased.

"Since he was so cooperative, how could there be news that the Federation lost a person in this mission?"

Luka asked Angsi, and the latter opened his eyes in horror, saying incredibly: "Who knows what that madman is thinking? At that time, the federal personnel had already detained him and were preparing to leave. I don't know what happened, but Zongfang suddenly rushed over and bit that person's neck, poisoning him to death on the spot."

Luka frowned and asked: "Why?"

Angsi looked incomprehensible and said: "I don't know. But the people who came back uploaded a mission report, and there is a record showing that Zongfang said something after killing the person."

"What did he say?"

"You stepped on my sofa and dirtied it."

After Angsi finished repeating it, seeing Luka's expression pause, he asked in confusion: "Colonel, what do you think he was thinking? What sofa? Is it particularly expensive? But even so, he shouldn't attack people because of this little thing! No, he is a madman to begin with, maybe he just takes pleasure in killing and uses some sofa as an excuse."

Luka didn't answer, but he had the answer in his heart—

He didn't take pleasure in killing, but he didn't allow others to trample on that place.

The place where they took Zongfang away was the house he bought for Sui Sui in Sote. Luka had learned about it during the time he was hunting him down. That place was something he had put his heart into, and it could even be said that Zongfang regarded it very highly. After he wiped out the Ximeng family, he didn't run away or hide his tracks. It didn't mean he was fearless, but that his heart was dead, and the consequences didn't matter. That's why he went straight back to that "home" and waited for people to come and arrest him.

Thinking of this, Luka asked: "After being taken back, the interrogation should have started directly, right?"

Angsi nodded: "That's right, interrogated all night, all means were used." As he said this, he handed a copy of the report to Luka.

Luka took it and looked at the interrogation record, his expression complex. In the report, Zongfang confessed very readily, probably because the evidence was too conclusive, and he was too lazy to say too much, but he cleared up all questions related to Qiao Suisui.

He looked at the final conclusion on the report: The prisoner has confessed, it is indeed a crime of passion, waiting for the verdict.

The next day.

Qiao Suisui made an appointment to meet Lan Ze in the flower house. Before going, she went to see Laiboli first, and after coming out, she called someone with her light brain.

Flower house.

"I thought you would keep Ka'er here for a few more days." Lan Ze now lived in his own palace in the Huangting, and he received news quickly.

Qiao Suisui didn't know how to respond to this, so she picked up her cup and took a sip of tea.

Fortunately, Lan Ze noticed her attitude and quickly changed the subject. The two chatted as usual for a while, and Qiao Suisui asked seemingly unintentionally: "Speaking of which, it was really a surprise to meet you again at the banquet last time. Where did you live later? Why didn't you go straight back to Ausilan?"

Lan Ze's hand holding the cup paused, his eyes lowered, his fingers stroking the handle of the teacup.

He smiled and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Ashi is more capable than you think. Since I left in the first place, it's not easy to come back."

"But isn't he still obediently listening to you now?"

Lan Ze's smile stiffened by two points, his azure eyes like a quiet sea. He gave a soft "hmm" and said: "He told you, right?"

Qiao Suisui didn't speak, just watched him quietly.

Lan Ze couldn't stand her silence, put the teacup on the table, twitched the corners of his mouth to force a smile, and said: "I did use my eldest brother's death to trade for the opportunity to come back. Sui Sui, will you hate me for this?"

A flash of surprise appeared in Qiao Suisui's eyes, which was quickly covered up by her. She continued calmly: "I want to know, why did you go to such lengths?"

Lan Ze's hand rested on the armrest of the rattan chair. Hearing her ask this, he seemed to be weighing how much she knew. At this moment, his fingertips were silently tapping the armrest one by one, as if thinking, and as if hesitating. In fact, Laiboli hadn't mentioned a word to her about Niao.

Qiao Suisui pretended to be angry and suddenly stood up, the chair making a harsh sound. She turned to leave, and Lan Ze hurriedly grabbed her. When he stood up, he knocked over the teacup, and didn't even notice that he was splashed all over.

"Sui Sui, don't be angry, I'm sorry, but believe me, I won't hurt you..."

Lan Ze stood in front of her to block her way, not caring about his usual politeness, and hurriedly held her arm.

Qiao Suisui asked: "Do you dare to say that you have never done anything to hurt me?"

Lan Ze was stunned, and stammered: "... You know?"

Qiao Suisui took out her light brain and held it in front of him, her tone firm: "One of Zongfang's assistants, one named Leinuoer, once helped me. Before coming to see you, I asked him some things..." She stared at him, her face full of disappointment, issuing an ultimatum, trying to break his psychological defense: "Lan Ze, I want to hear you say it to me yourself, instead of letting me know what you did from someone else's mouth."

Lan Ze's face turned slightly pale, his hands hanging down powerlessly. He wanted to smile at her as usual, but the smile was uglier than crying at this moment.

"It was me who let Niao sell your medical records to the media... but I swear, I won't let this matter have an impact on you."

It was actually him!

Something flashed quickly through Qiao Suisui's mind, so fast that she couldn't catch it!

She pretended to know the whole truth and deliberately provoked him: "So from the beginning of the banquet, you were calculating to let everyone know my identity and let me be trapped in a predicament?"

"No!" Lan Ze raised his volume, excitedly: "How could I let you get hurt?"

"Then why..."

Qiao Suisui asked halfway, her voice stopped abruptly. At this moment, her brain was running at high speed. Up to this point, she finally pieced together part of the truth.

Before coming, she found that she couldn't get any information out of Laiboli, so she called Leinuoer, but the other party only told her that the press conference wasn't arranged by Zongfang, and he knew nothing else. So just now, she used a clue to explode Lan Ze's words.

It was Lan Ze who exposed her identity and arranged the press conference, and then he used Niao to make some kind of deal with Laiboli to return to Ausilan safely. Does Niao's death have anything to do with him? Why did he want to make himself misunderstand Zongfang?

Remembering Zongfang's abnormality on the night of the banquet, a light flashed in Qiao Suisui's eyes, and a terrible conjecture appeared in her mind—

Perhaps, before she misunderstood Zongfang, Zongfang had already misunderstood her?

Lan Ze kept explaining, but Qiao Suisui couldn't hear a word. She closed her eyes and faced Lan Ze with such a cold tone for the first time—

"On the night of the banquet, what did you say to him?"

(End of chapter)