Chapter 109
Originally, what the two little policemen were most worried about was the rivalry between Lin Hao and Zhao Wenjie, treating little people like them as cannon fodder.

Seeing that Lin Hao didn't embarrass them now, he was naturally very grateful to Lin Hao.

He quickly ran to Lin Hao and led Lin Hao the way to the interrogation room.

After bringing Lin Hao to the interrogation room, the two little policemen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the chair in the middle of the interrogation room, looking at the two serious-looking policemen opposite, Lin Hao fiddled with his fingers carelessly.

As for the handcuffs, according to Lin Hao's words, I'm sorry, I didn't commit a crime, so there's no need to wear that thing.

The two policemen in the interrogation room emphasized several times to put Lin Hao in handcuffs, but Lin Hao ignored them at all.

In desperation, they called the chief to inquire, but they didn't know what the chief had said to them. After the call with the chief, the two of them didn't emphasize that Lin Hao was wearing handcuffs.

However, Lin Hao's heart became more and more heavy, and the uneasiness in his heart became more intense.

After sitting down again, the two policemen directly took out a pair of documents for Lin Hao to sign without saying a word. Lin Hao just wanted to open it to read the contents, but was stopped immediately.

The quick-witted Lin Hao naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to sign a document that he didn't even know the content of. He leaned on the chair, looked around with a smile, and was talking about the train, but he didn't sign the document.

Seeing Lin Hao's sloppy look, the two policemen stood up, clapped their hands lightly, a burst of footsteps sounded, the narrow interrogation room was crowded with people, and countless black guns were pointed at Lin Hao.

In an instant, Lin Hao understood everything.

In fact, insisting on not wearing handcuffs is just a temptation for Lin Hao, a temptation for the person who is in charge of everything.

When he saw Zhao Shilun's photo, Lin Hao was just a little guilty, and he didn't suspect anything about his guilty conscience after he missed.

Until the moment he saw Zhao Wenjie, he had some doubts about what happened this time, and suspected that someone was behind all this.

Looking at the battle in front of him now, Lin Hao finally realized that he had been tricked.

It's just that it's too late to realize now, being held by so many guns, even if Lin Hao's kung fu is extraordinary, he can dodge the bullets, but he can't dodge the bullets of so many guns.

Immediately, under the complacent eyes of the two policemen, he reluctantly signed his name on the document whose content was unknown, and pressed his fingerprint by the way.

After Lin Hao signed his name and pressed his fingerprints, one of the policemen took the document and checked it carefully. After finding nothing unusual, he faced the group of armed men with live ammunition. The policeman waved his hand and said:
"Take it."

Immediately, two armed|armed policemen came up, put handcuffs and anklets on Lin Hao rudely, and pulled Lin Hao out of the interrogation room.

In the end, the group of armed|policemen took Lin Hao to an underground prison with strict guards and locked him up alone.

Looking at the fine iron pillars that were as thick as adult thighs and connected with high-voltage current, Lin Hao shrugged helplessly on a mat, and thought: Is this the legendary death?

Lin Hao was a little annoyed at his conceit.

However, Lin Hao was not the kind of person who gave up on himself. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, he sat cross-legged on the mat, mobilized the internal energy in his body, and slowly turned around in his body.

After this incident, Lin Hao felt a little insufficient in his own strength, so now he is unwilling to waste a little time.

As for how long he will be imprisoned, Lin Hao can only pin his hopes on the old man.

He believed that Ling Ziqing would not fail to understand his last hint to her.

While Lin Hao is cultivating cross-legged, the three girls on the other side are also busy with their assigned tasks very hard.

Standing under the branch building of the Lin Group in Donghai City, Lin Shiyu revealed her identity to the front desk. After her identity was confirmed, Lin Shiyu stopped Wang Li, who was about to come down to meet her personally, and called a receptionist to lead her towards the Walk to Wang Li's office.

After being led to the door of Wang Li's office by the receptionist, Lin Shiyu thanked him politely, and waved the receptionist to leave.

Raising his hand lightly, he knocked on the door rhythmically a few times, and Wang Li's dignified voice came from the office:
"Come in."

After getting Wang Li's permission, Lin Shiyu gently opened the door, poked half of her head in first, looked at Wang Li who was sitting on the chair behind the desk and flipped through a document, rolled her eyes, and called out sweetly :
"Uncle Wang."

Wang Li, who was looking down at the file, heard Lin Shiyu's voice, looked up at Lin Shiyu, who narrowed his eyes with a smile, closed the file in his hand, smiled wryly, and said:
"Girl Shiyu, I don't have Romanee-Conti wine here now."

Hearing Wang Li's words, Lin Shiyu stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, walked into the office, closed the door, walked over a few steps, and said with a smile:
"Uncle Wang, Shiyu just misses you."

Hearing Lin Shiyu's words, Wang Li snorted with a straight face, turned his head to the window, and said in a calm tone:
"Hey, you know I'm your uncle, why didn't you say I'm your uncle when you blackmailed me last time for your little boyfriend."

Lin Shiyu lowered her head, pulled the hem of her clothes with both hands, and said coquettishly:
"Uncle Wang, that was the first time I fell in love with a boy, and he saved my life several times, so I slightly..."

Listening to Lin Shiyu's words, Wang Li's stern face softened a little, but his tone was still sour:
"Uh, in order to repay him, he can betray your Uncle Wang, right?"

Lin Shiyu directly took off the small backpack she was carrying behind her back, unzipped it, took out a delicate insulated box from it, put it in front of Wang Li, and said:
"Uncle Wang, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I made myself, try it."

As soon as Lin Shiyu finished speaking, Wang Li turned his head out of the window, then turned back to the table in an instant, stared at the heat preservation box on the table, and said in disbelief:
"Is this sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Lin Shiyu nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said:
"Yeah, I know that Uncle Wang likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, so I learned how to make some."

Hearing this, Wang Li rubbed his hands, opened the heat preservation box impatiently, looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake inside, swallowed his saliva, picked up a piece and tasted it, then stretched out his thumb and said:
"Well, yes, it's delicious."

Lin Shiyu, who looked at Wang Li expectantly, smiled even more happily when she heard the words.

In order to make this kind of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she went to a shop that specializes in making sweet-scented osmanthus cake, paid a lot of tuition, learned for a while, and then made it with the guidance and help of the chef.

(End of this chapter)

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