Chatting On The High-Speed Train, Scaring The Plainclothes Policewoman To Ask For Help

Chapter 25: Really think they are going to make peace?

Liang Sining grabbed the pen's hand for a while, and the apricot eyes stared at Fang Hao.

They're all in the interrogation room, and they're still joking?

He doesn't know the current situation! Do you know where he is now?

"Fang Hao, this is the interrogation room! You'd better explain your affairs honestly, it's good for you!" Liang Sining interjected, her tone was cold.

Lin Han waved his hands nonchalantly, signaling Liang Sining to do a good job of recording.

He turned around and looked at Fang Hao with interest.

Lin Han knew what he said on the high-speed train.

What prince cried and begged to enter the wheat field to take a look, and the queen Yan ran away to go to the wheat field for long pants and so on.

He was curious, what made Fang Hao speak like this?

Could it be that, just like his previous judgment, lies are mixed with truth, and they need to figure out their own meaning?

Thinking of this, Lin Han changed his sitting position to a more comfortable position, and stretched out his hand to signal Fang Hao to continue: "And then, did you give them the downed wheat technique?"

Fang Hao sat calmly on the uncomfortable interrogation stool, with a strong smile still hanging from the corner of his mouth: "They deserve it too?"

"Prince of Ireland, Queen Yan, and the director of the first flour mill in Mossy Black, they have been begging us for so long, but we haven't given him anything, can you believe the gang of Yingjiang?

A foot in the sky, a foot in the ground, if you don't have the confidence to speak, naturally we can't give it to him. "

"But if you don't give it to him, he won't let you go." Lin Han put his arms in front of him and cooperated.

If you continue listening to Fang Hao's words, you may be able to dig out some useful information.

Fang Hao just wanted to wave his hands, but he immediately sensed the restraint of his hands, so he gave up.

"At this time, our subordinates will get the letter. Guess what, hey, my subordinate is ashamed. His face was flushed, and he immediately called us and told us to wait there and they will deal with it immediately."

Lin Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and he kept analyzing any word Fang Hao said in his mind: "What about the processing result?"

Fang Hao squinted: "We are the people who talk about wheat fields. We can talk very well in this three-acre land. I will immediately tell my subordinates, don't worry, as long as the wheat is cut off from him, see who dares not to let us go!

As soon as we said that, the person who interrogated us immediately panicked, and immediately, he received a call from the leader.

They said on the phone, let them go immediately! If the supply of wheat is cut off, the Prince of Ireland can't make whiskey, the first flour mill in Moxiehe is facing bankruptcy, and the Queen Mother can't go to the ground in long pants afterward. Who can bear the consequences? "

Lin Han only felt a sudden bump in front of his forehead, frowned, raised his hand and rubbed it.

The question mark in his mind was even bigger.

Is Fang Hao really the head of the underground forces?

Lin Han has carefully analyzed every sentence he just said, and none of them is reliable. What kind of prince, Queen Yan, and the director of the No. 1 Flour Mill, can these people have such a close relationship with him? This is not shrimp nonsense!

Does Fang Hao really know what he's talking about?

Lin Han rubbed his tight forehead and continued to cooperate: "You... you continue."

At the same time, he motioned to Liang Sining to write down Fang Hao's words.

Liang Sining resisted the reluctance in her heart, and secretly forced her hand holding the pen, leaving deep traces on the paper.

Fang Hao paused, then looked at Lin Han thoughtfully: "Director Lin, what else do you want to hear?"

"Can I still choose a story?" Lin Han asked suspiciously.

But the next second, he suddenly realized that he had been led astray by Fang Hao, and quickly corrected: "Then Yingjiang is not continuing to arrest you? They didn't intend to control your wheat field?"

Fang Hao waved his hand and said helplessly: "Why don't you want to, they want to kill me so that they can control my wheat field and arms factory."

"However, they dare not." Fang Hao changed his words and laughed.

Lin Han's eyes lit up again, and he asked, "Why don't you dare? Because of the wheat fields?"

Fang Hao raised a finger and shook it: "No no no, hardcore wheat is still a small matter."

"Then what's the big deal?" Lin Han just felt like he was talking to Fang Hao right now.

But there is no way, he can only guide Fang Hao step by step to continue.

Only in this way can more words be drawn, and the true identity of Fang Hao can be better analyzed.

Fang Hao smiled, dangled his fingers, and tapped on the steel-cast interrogation bench, making a "dong dong" sound: "Director Lin, who are we? Dude, do you know the military factory?"

"I know, you continue to speak." Lin Han said casually.

Fang Hao twitched his fingers and said in a serious manner: "As soon as the munitions factory started, the gun-making machines started, booming, and the guns and guns came out in great numbers.

Not only do we have guns, we have guns, but we also have tanks and fighter jets. We can rely on our hardcore wheat, which is worth half an acre of the sky, and our munitions factory, so that we can firmly hold Eagle Sauce's throat. "

"Why?" Lin Han asked thoughtfully.

Fang Hao narrowed his eyes and smiled, with a smile that seemed to have a deep meaning: "Because, if Yingjiang wants to guarantee his status as a military power, he won't dare to touch me, otherwise... the Abers will be their fate."

"Oh?" Lin Han felt his forehead hurt more and more: "Are you so sure?"

"Yeah." Fang Hao leaned back, leaning on the stool, with a kind smile on his face: "Otherwise, why do you think Yingjiang is so afraid of accidents over there?"

Lin Han frowned.

What Fang Hao said was the fact that Ying-chan sent troops to garrison?

But what does this have to do with him?

Just when Lin Han was puzzled.

Fang Hao's tone was full of confidence, and he said quietly: "Do you really think that Yingjiang is for the past?"

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