It was late at night, everything was quiet, and Josnian's steady and gentle footsteps could be clearly heard in the corridor.

He went up the elevator and walked along the corridor, holding the hotel key card in his hand.

The wide corridor was very dark, and the air was filled with fresh fragrance. Josnian's eyes were burning, and there was a deep, sharp light in his tightened pupils.

After about five or six minutes, he stopped at the door of a room.

Raise your hand.

With a beep, the door opened.

Someone in the room exclaimed "Ah" and sounded scared. Before he could react, Josnian had already come in and closed the door behind him.

There was only one dim yellow wall lamp turned on in the room, and the light was not very clear.

Inside the room was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was short and dressed in a rustic style. As soon as Josnian entered the door, he kept staring at Josnian in fear, wringing his hands together uncomfortably.

The panic can be seen in his eyes.

He looked at Josnian carefully. This young man had a kingly aura about him, and his behavior was calm.

He just kept staring at Josnian, with panic, fear and surprise in his eyes.

Everywhere, there was silence.

Josnian curled up the corners of his lips, raised a smile that was not a smile, and looked at his face: "You recognize me."

"No...I...don't recognize..." The middle-aged man was very embarrassed and did not dare to look at Josnian again.

Josnian's gaze was so sharp that it pierced him like a knife and he was very scared.

This middle-aged man is very thin. When he is scared, he seems to be huddled in a corner and timid.

"I don't like to force others to do something difficult, so I'll give you two choices. One is if you cooperate with me, no matter what I ask you, I will let you leave from the door; the other is if you don't cooperate with me, no matter what I ask, you can't tell the truth.

Answer, I'll let you leave from the window. How about that?"

Josnian's voice sounded like a ghost in the empty room, low, cold, and chilly.

This man has probably never done anything bad, but at this moment he is frightened and trembling.

Window... This is more than 20 floors up. If you go down from the window, can you still survive?

Josnian saw his fearful expression and chuckled: "Do you understand what I say?"

The man nodded his head, nodding his head without daring to say "no".

In his eyes, Josnian was dressed in an unusual way, and especially the tone of his voice had a ruthless aura.

"You...ask." The man huddled in the corner, compromised, and did not dare to refute, "As long as I know something, I will tell you...I'm afraid, even if I don't know..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. He had no confidence at all.

Jos smiled young and raised the corners of his lips: "Did anything happen to your family after the Qingming Festival last year, huh?"

"Go, last year..." The man suddenly seemed to understand something. He raised his head and stared at Josnian, with an expression of astonishment and surprise in his eyes, "You, you... I, our family are all very ordinary.

Fishermen…”

"answer my question."

"Sir, yes, yes...you...it's you..." The man began to speak incoherently, with shock in his eyes, "In the early morning of the Qingming Festival, my daughter and I went to the river to pull a net, and we rescued a man covered in blood in the river.
Chapter completed!