Chapter 928: The Rebellious and Sinister Little An

What Allen was thinking was the same as what Gu Jin had in mind.

All the kindness she had ever felt was reserved for one person, and that person was An Mingji.

If anything happened to her little An, she would undoubtedly go on a rampage.

In this world, only An Mingji was her redemption in both her past and present life.

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An Mingji, at this moment, Zou Yanpeng is in the precinct... drinking tea.

When the two of them came in, they were sent to adjoining interrogation rooms and were interrogated separately.

One of the people in charge of interrogating An Mingji was the middle-aged man who had previously caught them at the school.

This man’s surname was Jiang, and he held a captain’s position.

Also involved in the interrogation with Captain Jiang was a young man; the one who had been scared when he pushed him at the school.

The young man brought a cup of tea made from tea dregs and placed it on the small table in front of An Mingji.

"Your water."

An Mingji lowered his eyes to glance at the tea before him, thinking to himself that he truly was being invited here to drink tea.

In the past, he had discussed their lives with Qiao Wenming, Jin Bai, and Zou Yanpeng.

Despite Qiao Wenming’s scholarly family background, he was not someone easily manipulated.

He had an uncle who was often invited for tea, frequently asked by some director to come to the office for a chat.

Apparently it was because of some artifact smuggling case that required his uncle’s cooperation.

An Mingji wasn’t too clear on the specifics, only knew that at this moment he too was being invited for tea.

But the current situation was definitely not as favorable as the treatment Qiao Wenming’s uncle received.

The young man sat next to Captain Jiang, picked up the pen on the table, and opened a notebook, ready to take notes.

Captain Jiang sat relaxed in the chair, looking down at An Mingji: "Confess honestly, what did you do in Gu Yujie’s karaoke bar last night? Why did you kill those people, what kind of vendetta do you have with them, tell us everything you know!"

"Tsk!"

An Mingji lazily reclined in the narrow chair behind him, a layer of frost enveloping his handsome young face, his piercing gaze mixed with rebellion shot towards Captain Jiang.

At this moment, there was no trace of gentleness or elegance around him.

An indefinable wicked aura radiated from him, yet bizarrely, it perfectly complemented his picturesque features.

This enigmatic aura added a fatal allure to the young man.

Captain Jiang felt insulted and slammed the table with force: "Bang!"

He roared: "Correct your attitude!"

An Mingji’s features remained sinister and dignified, exuding an aura of supreme disregard.

With a luxurious yet lazy voice, he calmly said: "Bring the person in charge here, you don’t qualify to converse with me."

He was well aware that today’s ordeal was orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.

Last night, when he and Zou Yanpeng went to the karaoke bar, they had already cleared the place.

Apart from his people, no one knew how Gu Yujie, Xing Ying, and those Short Country individuals died.

And there weren’t many people capable of orchestrating such a large-scale scheme, apart from Xing Ying’s father and their relative Yin Family; he couldn’t think of anyone else.

Upon hearing these words, a dark shade flashed in Captain Jiang’s eyes.

"We are the ones in charge, you have committed a crime, confess your offenses honestly! Don’t spout irrelevant nonsense!"

Sarcasm flashed across An Mingji’s face, he crossed his legs, a hint of coldness enveloping his eyes, he slowly lowered his gaze, no longer looking at the two people opposite.

He completely ignored the people opposite him, refusing to utter another word.

"Looks like if we don’t give you a little lesson, you’re really treating this place as if it’s a charity hall!"

Captain Jiang rose, striding toward An Mingji.

He pressed his knuckles, producing crisp popping sounds in the interrogation room, indicating an intention to resort to private justice.