I was disappointed to leave Xu Xingwen's room because Zhang Biao, who was used by me once, obviously would not be fooled again. Even if I continued to interrupt his other hand and his feet, maybe he would not tell the truth.

To this point, now he's in a state of being alive for a day, eating and sleeping. If I can let him go, he will go, not let go, he is ready to die, compared to the previous few days, he has now thought a lot, feel open-minded.

But the more he thought about it, the more disadvantageous it was to me. Instead, he could not catch hold...