The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 57

"Who are you? Why did you poison them?" Qin Boquan's tone was cold and heartless.

The man's whole body trembled, and he was immediately speechless.

who is he?He's just a sweeper taking out the trash.

An hour ago, someone found him and told him that as long as he recognized the presidential palace, his wife, son and grandson would get 1000 million.

For money, he agreed.

It wasn't until he was caught that he knew what it was that made him admit it.

But people also said, dare not admit it, all his sons, grandsons and wives will die.

"My name is Zhang Fugou, and I'm a hygienist." The man was trembling all over, his face pale.

Qin Boquan didn't know who they had arranged to replace him in advance, he knew that someone had been arranged, but when he saw this lucky dog, he was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

Is this too perfunctory?

Why would a hygienist kill the Iron Triangle in the imperial capital?
Can such nonsense lies be rounded up?

But now, he has no choice but to ask: "Why did you kill them?"

"I didn't kill them." Zhang Fugou whimpered and knelt on the floor, "I didn't kill them, I didn't kill them."

"You didn't kill them?" Qin Boquan stared at Liang Zhenhu, "What's going on?"

Liang Zhenhu grabbed Zhang Fugou's neck, and his face was full of anger: "The dog is a **** day, when the labor and management asked you just now, why didn't you say that you didn't kill the man? You still showed off to the labor and management How did you kill them, did you forget so quickly?"

Strange, with Liang Zhenhu's roar, Zhang Fugou immediately collapsed to the ground.

He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong. It's me, it's me, it's me. I'm dissatisfied with the society, dissatisfied with my job, and secretly drank the wine I bought from the Internet. I didn’t expect to poison them with the rodenticide, I just drank three cups in total!”

Anyone can see that Zhang Fugou is just talking nonsense.

How did he get into the wine room as a sweeper?

Just three cups?

How could it be such a coincidence?Are all three cups won by the Audio-Technica?

Zhang Fugou himself knew that he couldn't get out of this matter today.

Liang Zhenhu's implication just now was very obvious. If he dared not admit it, he might never see the sun of tomorrow again.

Of course, if he admits it, he may not be able to see the sun of tomorrow. The key is that his wife, son, and grandson don't have to die with him.

"Ah! Should we be glad that we are not so unlucky?"

"Why is the management of the presidential palace so lax? Can someone poison the drink?"

"This Zhang Fugou is damned. He poisoned the Audio-Technica. I don't think he can die a thousand times."

People chattered in low voices, and Liang Zhenhu also knew that it would not be a good thing to let the situation develop.

For today's plan, it's the right thing to cut through the mess quickly and get Zhang Fugou dealt with.

"You bastard, how dare you poison the president's nephew? I think you are impatient?"

Before he finished speaking, Liang Zhenhu pulled out the pistol of the guard beside him, and was about to kill Zhang Fugou.

"Hold on."

Ye Moyuan's sinister voice sounded behind him, which made him tremble violently.

In fact, everyone shivered abruptly.

Can a person who is pronounced dead by a doctor speak out?
And still so spooky?Scary or not?

Is this the sound made by Ye Shao who died on the ground?No mistake?

　The next update will be between 12 noon and 30:[-].A new week, a new prayer.babies!A lot of support and encouragement!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)