C89 (1/2)

Li Jiayin wished that she could slap the third son on his despicable face.

Wang Bo was already dead. If she could make Wang Bo confront San Zi, would she still need to be a police officer? She had gone to be a godmother.

However, Li Jiayin wasn't stupid. She instantly understood that this could be a trick by Chen Chong. He purposely played around with the dead Wang Bo. Even if the money didn't return in the end, it would disgust the Wang family.

Li Jiayin continued to ask, ”The time, the place, who else was at the scene and who else heard what Wang Bo said?”

San Zi, who was well-prepared, answered without the slightest bit of panic.

Chen Chong said, ”Captain Li, I should be able to ask for money from Wang Dezhi now, right?”

Li Jiayin said, ”A unilateral statement is not enough to prove it. We still need to investigate. Until we get a definite result, you still won't have a reason to ask Wang Dezhi for money.”

”Old thing, consider yourself lucky today, but don't be too proud. I'll spread this matter for you. Let's see if you still have the face to continue living in this world.”

After he finished speaking, Chen Chong turned around and prepared to leave.

His purpose of coming here today was to disgust the Wang family. Now that he had achieved his goal and had the presence of the police, he could not cause any trouble. Naturally, he would not stay here for long.

”Halt!” Wang Hao said.

Chen Chong turned around and smiled. ”What, have you thought it through? Are you willing to help your Third Uncle pay his debt?” If it was like this earlier, Wang Bo would not have died in vain. ”

Wang Hao coldly stared at his third son and said, ”You kept saying that this matter was related to my third uncle and that Wang Bo told you everything. Now that Wang Bo's corpse is resting in the room, and Wang Bo's memorial tablet is in the room, do you dare to repeat what you just said as Wang Bo's memorial tablet?”

”If you don't do anything shameful, don't be afraid to knock on the door. As long as you tell me everything you've said, I will repay the gambling debt that Wang Bo owes me. Do you dare?”

”This …”

San Zi was stunned for a moment and felt a little guilty.

Although he was not afraid of the heavens or the earth when fighting, when faced with a dead person, he had a sense of respect.

If he could do it with a clear conscience, it would be the first time in his life that he would lie in front of a dead person.

Moreover, Wang Bo's death was too strange. He was hacked to death by lightning. This kind of strange death caused him to be even more afraid of unknown things.

Chen Chong sneered, ”You want to use death to scare people? Wang Hao, you are way too whimsical! ”

”San-zi, go in and speak loudly. I don't believe that Wang Bo can still climb up from the coffin and cause trouble for you.”

”Okay, Brother Chong.” San Zi gritted his teeth and said.

The third son followed Wang Hao into the living room. Wang Bo's memorial tablet was placed in the middle of the hall, and the coffin was placed on the left side of the hall.

Wang Hao walked over and placed his hand on the lid of the coffin.

”What does Wang Hao want?” Someone could not help but ask.

Creak! Creak!

The sound of wood scraping could be heard as Wang Hao actually pushed Wang Bo's coffin away. A faint smell of rotting flesh spread in the air.

Ugh!

Some people with weak stomachs couldn't resist the urge to vomit. They were stimulated by the sour taste.

Amongst them was the delicate woman, Du Yun, who had instantly turned pale.