"What did you say? I don't quite understand."

"Did you plan Ma Hui's death?"

"Oucheng, if you have nothing to do in your spare time, go and find something to do. Don't come here idly for fun."

"We've got some information."

"If you have evidence, grab me. I'm sure I won't argue. If there's no evidence, shut your mouth for me!"

After Zhao Bin finished speaking, he hung up his mobile phone in spite of Oucheng's answer. Although he was angry, his voice was very worried.

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