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Chapter 830 You Made It All Up
"You know what!" Bai Wanjing suddenly raised his voice: "Their deaths have nothing to do with me!"

"When you were 45 years old, you received a commission to build a residential area on the wasteland in the north. You were responsible for this project alone. But because of your mistakes, there were serious problems in the design of the residential area, 67 When two workers were rushing to work in the middle of the night, the residential area collapsed, burying them in the rubble, all casualties.

In order to cover up this matter and prevent it from affecting your official career, you covered up their deaths and carried their bodies overnight to unknown places.He also lied to the entrusting party that these 67 people were passive and sabotaged, extremely dissatisfied with the high-intensity project progress, ruined the ongoing project at night, and fled to nowhere.

And, so that this matter will never be known to anyone, you bought the land.Do not allow anyone to build any buildings on this land, for fear that something that you missed back then will be discovered by others, and what you have done will be exposed. "

Listening to Zeng Ping's detailed account of what happened that year, Bai Wanjing's face paled with anxiety, and he shouted angrily: "No! Not at all! You made it all up!"

"Take a good look at the design drawing on the coffee table. How dare you swear by the Bai family's honor that there is really nothing wrong with the design drawing of the wasteland north of the coffee table?" Zeng Ping said without emotion.

A vein popped up on Bai Wanjing's forehead: "Where did you find this design? No! Who are you! You can't be Zeng Ping! Did you trick me into coming here?"

"Bai Wanjing, it's been more than 30 years. When you dream every night, you don't think of those 67 innocent lives. Aren't you afraid that they will come looking for your life?"

"I don't know what you're talking about at all! Shut up! Shut up—!" Bai Wanjing was furious, angry and scared.

Suddenly, an image appeared on the wall.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a construction site condom with a bright smile.The background is a construction site under construction.

Although the photos look a bit outdated, the picture is still relatively clear.Especially in the dark room of the past when the lights were turned off, it became more and more clear.

Soon, another photo appeared behind the previous one, also a man wearing a construction site helmet.It's just that compared to the man in the previous photo, the man in this one looks younger.

Immediately afterwards, another photo appeared behind.

The photos appeared one by one behind the previous one. The man in each photo was wearing a construction helmet, and the background in the photos was similar.

It wasn't until 67 photos filled the four walls of the house that Bai Wanjing realized that these were the 67 construction site workers who died tragically because of his mistakes.

Bai Wanjing was trembling all over, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Where did these photos come from! Where did you get these photos! Who are you! What do you want to do!"

No one responded to him, but the 67 photos were reversed in counterclockwise order.

One by one, each one is clearly printed in Bai Wanjing's terrified pupils, as if it wants to bring him back to the scene of the accident that year, and let him experience the crime he once committed again.

Bai Wanjing's head was swollen from being shaken by these 67 photos, his breathing became difficult, and he stretched out his hand and pressed hard on his chest.

(End of this chapter)