Feng Xinglang woke up with a start.
He only took a nap in the study room for a while before he was awakened by the nightmare.
Looking at the unchanging image on the monitor, Feng Xinglang rubbed his bloodshot eyes, lost in thought.
There were only two possibilities:
The first was that he was thinking too much.
The other possibility was that Cong Gang hid it too well!
Feng Xinglang had witnessed Cong Gang's craftiness. She had learned all of his tricks very well, and her comprehension ability was quite strong.
Feng Xinglang used to think highly of Cong Gang. He felt that Cong Gang's comprehension ability was very high, and he was more suitable to stay by his side and help him complete some difficult tasks that could not see the light of day.
But Feng Xinglang also realized that Cong Gang was a person that was difficult to control!
He had his own thoughts, and there was a deep-rooted evil in his bones that would not submit to anyone, so Feng Xinglang could not completely control him.
Cong Gang was always wandering between control and uncontrollability!
In the past two or three hours, before Feng Xinglang fell asleep, he had been thinking about a motive: Cong Gang's motive for murdering his wife, Lin Xueluo!
Cong Gang did not have much contact with his wife, Lin Xueluo. Feng Xinglang remembered that Cong Gang took Lin Xueluo to Pater Castle to rescue him.
At that time, Feng Xinglang was very touched. He felt that he did not pick up Cong Gang's life for nothing!
And now …
The reason why Feng Xinglang was so wise was that his thinking mode was not limited and fixed.
He would calmly look at the problem from various angles.
For example, right now, he suddenly had a thought: Could it be that Cong Gang's intention was not his wife, Lin Xueluo, but some other purpose and motive? Because the person who was seriously injured was Xing Shisi …
Xing Shisi was from Hetun! To Cong Gang, Xing Shisi's death was undoubtedly a hundred benefits and no harm at all!
So the question was, why would he help Lan Youyou with such a murder plan?
Maybe he was thinking too much!
Because Lan Youyou's motive for murdering his wife, Lin Xueluo, was so obvious!
But Feng Xinglang felt that Lan Youyou could not carry out such a comprehensive plan!
After waking up, Feng Xinglang rubbed his slightly swollen temples and hugged his large office chair even deeper. He used the wisps of moonlight outside the window to clear some things in his mind.
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang jumped up from his large office chair and strode toward the door of the study … But when he grabbed the door handle, he turned back to the desk and took out a Swiss army knife from the storage box on the desk before walking out of the study again.
Feng Xinglang hurried toward the sunroom.
When Feng Xinglang opened the three sets of chains, Cong Gang had already sensed it.
His dark eyebrows furrowed slightly as he thought, 'This guy is really energetic!' She just didn't know how he was going to torture her!
With Cong Gang's sharp senses, it was impossible for him not to know that Feng Xinglang was already suspecting him!
However, suspicions were just suspicions. Without any evidence, Feng Xinglang could only suspect! Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to the sunroom in the middle of the night to torment him.
Cong Gang lay sideways on the sofa bed. This position made it easier for him to defend against any sudden attacks.
Just when Cong Gang was wondering whether Feng Xinglang would wake him up or kick him awake, Feng Xinglang had already pounced on him and firmly pressed him under his body.
Before Cong Gang could react to Feng Xinglang's intention, the tip of the Swiss army knife cut open his shirt with a 'slash'. Suddenly, Cong Gang felt a fierce chill on his chest …
Cong Gang was a little scared.
He was really scared!
Maybe if Feng Xinglang kicked him or stabbed him with a knife, he wouldn't be this scared!
Because Feng Xinglang was actually … actually cutting his clothes.
"Feng, Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"
Cong Gang asked with a slightly trembling tone. Perhaps this was the first time in his life that he had experienced panic.
Feng Xinglang didn't answer Cong Gang's question. He was also too lazy to answer.
After cutting Cong Gang's shirt, Feng Xinglang casually tore it even more. His chest that was rising and falling could be clearly seen.
"What? Are you scared? "
Feng Xinglang interpreted Cong Gang's unsteady and rapid breathing as fear and terror.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Are you trying to kill me? "
"Then tell me: What kind of shady business did you do that I need to chop you to death with a knife!"
Feng Xinglang's hand immediately reached into Cong Gang's body and began to carefully search for any suspicious items that he might be carrying.
When Cong Gang was locked in the sunroom by Feng Xinglang, he had already searched Cong Gang's body from head to toe. Then, he removed everything from his body. Unfortunately, he didn't find anything valuable.
If Cong Gang was involved in the murder, he would definitely contact the outside world.
Feng Xinglang's palm was warm, but it wasn't very smooth. It had a shallow roughness to it. That hand carefully searched Cong Gang's upper body, not even letting go of his scars and hairline.
Cong Gang felt suffocated for a moment. But his breathing became more rapid, and his chest rose and fell even more violently.
It was like the mental exhaustion before the execution!
Until … until Feng Xinglang used the Swiss knife in his hand to cut the belt on his body! Cong Gang pressed it down with his hand as fast as lightning!
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"
"Cong Gang, you didn't hide anything down there, did you?"
Cong Gang's guilty conscience made Feng Xinglang more confident that he could search for something valuable from him.
"Didn't you already search it?"
Cong Gang said in a low voice, suppressing the panic in his heart.
"Yes, I did search it … But I feel that the last time I searched, I must not have found everything!"
Feng Xinglang dragged Cong Gang's hand that was pressed against the belt. "If you don't move your hand away, I'm going to cut your hand too!"
"Feng Xinglang, you bastard! Don't touch me! "
"Why are you so nervous? Are you feeling guilty? "
Feng Xinglang's strong physique wasn't something that Cong Gang could turn over easily. Moreover, it was Cong Gang who was panicking.
"Stop it! I don't have what you're looking for! "
Cong Gang said in a low voice. He was speechless at Feng Xinglang's despicable actions.
"I haven't even said what I'm looking for. How do you know you don't have it on you?"
Seeing Cong Gang's angry expression, Feng Xinglang was quite happy. "Why? Are you embarrassed, you piece of sh * t? Don't worry, I have everything you have! Moreover, I'll only be stronger than you! "
Hearing the clanking of the chains, Ong hurriedly flew up from downstairs and saw an intense scene in the sunroom.
What is Feng Xinglang trying to do? Don't tell me he's thinking … thinking …
Ong was a little embarrassed to think further!
"Scram!"
Cong Gang's furious roar resounded. "Scram!"
Is he telling me to scram?
If I scram, what if Feng Xinglang … does my boss? What should I do then?
"Scram!"
Cong Gang's low roar penetrated Ong's eardrums.
So be it. My boss should be able to deal with Feng Xinglang!
Although Ong was a little worried, he could clearly tell that Cong Gang was telling him to scram!
"You can tell me to scram! Unless you obediently cooperate with me! "
Suppressing Cong Gang did require a certain amount of stamina. Feng Xinglang, who was fully focused, did not notice Bassoon, who had quietly come up the stairs behind him. He thought that Cong Gang was telling him to get lost.
Ten minutes later, Cong Gang was still stripped naked by the scum, Feng Xinglang.
But Feng Xinglang couldn't find any electronic devices on Cong Gang's body, skin, or even places that humans would despise. Cong Gang was clean from head to toe.
Cong Gang sat on the floor tiles, wrapped in a thin blanket. His eyes were dull, and he looked like he had nothing to live for!
Feng Xinglang, on the other hand, sat on the sofa at the side, smoking the cigarette between his fingers in confusion.
Could it be that he was thinking too much? Cong Gang did not participate in Lan Youyou's murder.
Or could it be that after so many days, Lan Youyou had come up with a set of meticulous plans?
Who was Lan Youyou with for the past ten days?
Other than Big Brother Feng Lixin, who else could it be?
It seemed that he had to meet Lan Youyou in person to obtain more accurate information!
"Why, do you feel insulted?"
Feng Xinglang glanced at the silent Cong Gang, who had a blank expression on his face.
No matter how he interrogated him, Cong Gang did not say a word.
Looking at his posture, even a pair of pliers would not be able to pry open his mouth!
Clang! Feng Xinglang threw the Swiss Army knife in his hand on the floor tiles in front of Cong Gang.
"I'll leave you a knife to kill yourself!"
With that, Feng Xinglang stood up and walked out of the room without looking back.
After a long time, Cong Gang slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Feng Xinglang's departure. He gritted his teeth so hard that they creaked.
This despicable, vulgar, filthy, and filthy scum!
*****
One morning, the golden horizon that opened in the east.
It was beautiful and lonely at the same time.
"Director Feng … Director Feng … This is bad … Cong Gang … he ran away!"
Feng Xinglang had only slept for less than two hours before he was woken up by Bassoon.
"If he ran away, so be it … He's not your biological father!"
Feng Xinglang's voice was hazy with sleepiness, but he did not forget to add a hint of cold humor.
Actually, throwing the Swiss Army knife to Cong Gang was Feng Xinglang's way of redeeming Cong Gang. It was also a way to let him live.
Feng Xinglang wasn't sure if the unarmed Cong Gang could escape from the sunroom, but with the Swiss Army knife, he could easily escape.
Just as Feng Xinglang had predicted, Cong Gang had successfully escaped!
Feng Xinglang's indifferent reaction left Ong dumbfounded on the spot. He was at a loss for words.
Could it be that something that shouldn't have happened last night?
That shouldn't be the case! With the boss's skills, even if he was chained up, he could still defeat Feng Xinglang who was crippled!
Cong Gang had successfully escaped from Feng Xinglang's evil clutches, but Bassoon, who was left behind, had a long way to go.
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