The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

"Why do you say that?"

Si Niannian suddenly looked at Si Muen, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and there was a premonition that he was about to touch the truth of the matter.

Bu Chensu gently held her hand, and comforted her with his fingertips.

Si Niannian's heart suddenly calmed down a lot.

Si Muen shook his head, "This is just my feeling, and I have seen Liao Jing answer a phone call, his expression became very serious, and his tone even had a bit of admiration and surrender, and he was in peace with him. differ greatly."

"However, now that he is dead, there is no way to check everything."

Si Muen felt a little regretful.

"Brother, is there any progress in the case you investigated before?" Si Niannian asked again.

Speaking of this, Si Muen and Yuan Cheng's faces became solemn at the same time.

"Young Master En and I have sneaked into the data room of Huaibei Prison, and we haven't found any records of Ji Fan serving his sentence here." It was Yuan Cheng who spoke.

Si Niannian frowned, and looked at Bu Chensu.

"Ji Fan didn't serve his sentence here?"

Si Xinghe thought for a while, "Mu En, do you have a photo of Ji Fan?"

"Have."

Si Muen nodded, took out his phone, and opened the album.

Before coming here, he specially asked Duan Yimo for a photo of Ji Fan just in case.

"Well, this is it."

He handed the phone over.

At the same time, with a wave of his arm, the frozen prisoners were thawed.

There is only a glance between the two, and the tacit understanding does not require any extra words.

The prisoners who had just been freed still didn't know what happened, and they still remembered the order that Liao Jing gave them before.

Kill the gang.

As long as you kill them, you can get a reduced sentence and you can get out of here.

This condition is what supports their beliefs, so when they regained their freedom, everyone attacked Si Xinghe and Zhou Qi in unison.

They have been fighting black boxing in Huaibei Prison all the year round. Even if there is no spiritual power in their bodies, their strong physique is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Bu Chensu directly used his mental power to bind them.

With no way to go forward half a step, they could only stare at Bu Chensui and the others with angry eyes, their expressions extremely fierce.

Si Xinghe took Si Muen's mobile phone, zoomed in on Ji Fan's face in the photo, and walked in front of the prisoners.

"Look clearly, do you know this person?"

He pointed to the person in the photo and asked.

The prisoners were at first angry and disdainful.

But when they saw Ji Fan's appearance clearly, all expressions faded, replaced by fear.

"No, I don't know!"

"We don't know each other!"

Several people shook their heads and wanted to step back, but they were unable to move because of their mental power.

This situation exacerbated their inner panic.

Some people even fainted from fright.

This unusual reaction made Si Niannian and others very puzzled.

"It's just a photo of Ji Fan. It scared them like this? It's absolutely impossible to say that you don't know Ji Fan."

Si Niannian's voice just fell, and the cycle has already stepped forward.

He came to a more muscular prisoner, raised his hand, and placed his palm above his head.

A gleam of light flashed quickly, and the originally strong prisoner collapsed to the ground with convulsions.

"What is Uncle Qi doing?" Si Niannian asked in a low voice.

Bu Chensu was standing beside her, naturally answering any questions.

"Soul search."

Bu Chensu said.

After completing the cycle of soul searching, he turned to look at Si Xinghe and the others.

"Ji Fan only served a month here before he was taken away. Before leaving, he killed 9 people in the same cell as him."

While talking, Zhou Wen walked back to Si Xinghe.

"Xinghe, notify the people from the Alliance and the Cultivation Association to come and take over this place, take all the prisoners away, empty the place, and check carefully."

Zhou Yu paused and added, "It is inconvenient for me to intervene in these matters too much."

Si Xinghe nodded, "I understand."

Immortals are forbidden to stay in the realm of self-cultivation. They should not be too involved in the realm of self-cultivation and the human realm. Otherwise, they will be contaminated with too much cause and effect, which will hinder the practice and hinder the balance between the two realms.

With the strength of Zhou and Bu Chensui, all the prisoners were trapped in Area E, while the remains of Leizi and Mouse were temporarily placed in Liao Jing's office.

"Brother Su and I will go to Area A. Brother and Uncle San will go to Area B. After checking these two areas, we will proceed further. Be careful and don't be too hasty."

After Si Niannian finished speaking, he gave them some medicine.

"My space can't be opened for the time being. These are all from Brother Su, not a lot. You can use it temporarily."

Zhou Zhou smiled, "Little princess, have you forgotten me? I have all the pills here, don't worry, I won't let your third uncle and your brother have an accident."

Si Niannian knew the strength of the cycle, took the medicine back, and looked at the cycle.

"Not only the third uncle and brother, but also Uncle Qi, you have to be careful. If you have something to do, the third uncle will be worried."

With a warm heart in Zhou's heart, he subconsciously looked sideways at Si Xinghe and smiled lightly.

Then he looked at Si Niannian again and nodded, "Okay."

After years of separation, he has no regrets. Now that he has finally found someone, how could he so easily abuse himself and let the regretful thing happen again?

Everyone is divided into two squads and spread out in two directions.

Yuan Cheng stayed behind to take care of the wounded and guard the two bodies.

The sky darkened a little, it was dark, and there was no starlight.

Even the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and no light penetrated.

The night wind blew, with a hint of coolness, and the person who was blowing was chilled.

Area A, southeast corner.

Si Niannian and Bu Chensui were checking the prison cells one by one.

"Brother Su, the position of the beds in these cells is so strange."

Si Niannian pushed open the door of another prison cell, and the furnishings inside were the same as those in other prison cells they had just seen.

There are beds in front of the left and right walls, which are divided into upper and lower floors, with a total of eight beds.

The bed should be specially customized, much wider than the average single bed, and looks more comfortable.

Looking further forward, the left side is the bathroom, and the right side is the washroom area.

The prisoners' toiletries are placed there.

The innermost is the leisure area, and the A area is the most luxurious and comfortable place, with TVs, home theaters, refrigerators, etc., everything.

Si Niannian walked to one of the beds and touched both the upper and lower floors.

"The upper bunk of this bed should have been occupied by no one, and the opposite is the same, but the two beds over there have two quilts on each bed, indicating that two people sleep on each bed."

This is where Si Niannian finds it weird.

"Since there are enough beds, why don't they sleep in their own beds and sleep with others?"

Bu Chensu looked around, walked to the washroom and glanced at it, and his eyes fell on a mouthwash cup.

He picked up the toothbrush inside and saw a small blood stain at the end.

The blood stains had dried up and turned a deep red, and it should have been a long time.

"There should be frequent fights here."

I thought I would recover quickly, and I was thinking about making up for the updates I owed, but it was obvious that I overestimated myself. Although it has happened for several days, I still can't accept it. It's the shadow of my father, he is only 54 years old, I can't believe that he just left me, left my mother, everything happened so suddenly, I really can't accept it, and I can't devote myself to the creation of code words. Come……