It’s Him

Su Meng told Xiao Feng everything she knew. As she spoke, she kept staring into Xiao Feng’s eyes.

Sure enough, when she mentioned Xiao Yu, there was a moment of panic in Xiao Feng’s eyes, but it quickly returned to normal. Su Meng sneered. She was right.

The more Su Meng talked, the more she revealed all his secrets. This made Xiao Feng look at Su Meng and Wei Ting in horror, thinking that he had offended someone important. “You, who are you? Undercover police? How can you be so clear about my past?”

Wei Ting glanced at him coldly and said in disdain, “You’re not worthy of a spy.”

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These two short sentences directly made Xiao Feng choke.

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To be able to find such detailed information in such a short time, amazing. Su Meng secretly gave Wei Ting a thumbs up.

Seeing this, Wei Ting’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile that was almost invisible.

“It’s a pity that we couldn’t investigate the last thing. The temple is special, and my people couldn’t go in to investigate.” Wei Ting’s tone was somewhat regretful.

“This is enough. Now that we know which temple it is, the rest is simple,” Su Meng said softly.

Su Meng and Wei Ting were whispering to each other. The two of them were very close to each other, and they even looked a little ambiguous. However, at this moment, everyone in the room had their own thoughts and was not in the mood to look at the two.

Especially the old lady, she was staring at Xiao Feng. She had never thought that the person who had hurt her daughter was her own son!

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“I’ve already made it so clear, and you still won’t admit it? If you still refuse to admit it, then I’ll have to use a more overbearing method. I’ll borrow your body to destroy that formation, and then you’ll become like Xiao Yu. What do you think?” Su Meng warned him coldly as she did not want to tell him the truth.

Xiao Feng did not know if Su Meng was telling the truth. His first reaction was to look up at the Taoist priest who was tied to the iron bed. The Taoist priest’s mouth was full of talismans, and he couldn’t speak at all. Fortunately, he could use his eyes to signal.

After hearing what Su Meng said, he looked at Xiao Feng and shook his head slightly, indicating that he should not believe her.

Xiao Feng, who was still a little afraid, was instantly relieved when he saw the Taoist shake his head. he decided not to say anything even if he was beaten to death.

Seeing that Xiao Feng still didn’t tell the truth at this time, the old lady finally couldn’t help but cry out loud.

“You unfilial son! She’s your sister! How could you do this to her?! Have you forgotten how good your sister was to you when you were young?”

Pa! The old lady raised her hand and gave him a tight slap. She really used a lot of force, causing his already purple face to swell even more.

Su Meng and Wei Ting looked at the old lady indifferently without any intention of stopping her.

This kind of person deserved to be beaten and was not worthy of anyone’s sympathy. Of course, there was also this old lady. She actually used so many people’s lives in exchange for a chance for her daughter to regain her consciousness. She was not worthy of sympathy.

Even though Su Meng could understand what she was doing, she didn’t agree with her.

At the same time, Wen Le who was standing at the side saw Xiao Feng and the Taoist priest exchanging glances and thought that the two of them were trying to escape. For a moment, he didn’t react to anything else.

He even sighed. “He went to prostitution, gambling, and taking drugs. This kind of person can actually live well in this world. He even attacked his own sister. Pfft, it’s disgusting! We grave robbers only attack the dead, but he didn’t just attack the living, he didn’t even let his family off.”

After saying that, he looked at the Taoist priest, whose head was almost lowered to his chest, and an idea suddenly exploded in his mind.

He asked Su Meng in disbelief, “Master, is this the Taoist you were talking about?”

Su Meng lowered her head and looked at her phone. At the end of the document, there were two photos. One was of Xiao Feng and the other was a photo of him in a daze.

Su Meng tilted her head and looked at the Taoist. He looked exactly the same as the person in the photo, except for the beard on his chin.

“It’s him.” Before Su Meng could answer, Wei Ting answered.

Su Meng held her phone and looked at Wei Ting in surprise, wondering if he had already finished reading the information.

Wei Ting seemed to have read Su Meng’s mind. Before she could speak, he answered, “I’ve finished reading it.”

Su Meng nodded and didn’t respond.