1113. Chapter Seventy-Eight: Ji Zhengfu Is Really Timid Bai Chunbing made a note with color

Two or three minutes after Ouyang Ping and his entourage sat down in the teahouse, Ji Zhengfu came in a hurry, probably because he was in too much hurry, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Small door, four cups of tea, Longjing." Ji Zhengfu waved at a young man.

After a while, the young man brought four cups of tea.

"Wei Gong'an, what are you looking for me?" Ji Zhengfu looked very anxious - he wanted to go back to the villain bookstore earlier.

"Master Ji, we want to ask you some questions, you must tell the truth!" Ouyang Ping said.

"If you don't dare to ask for advice, I will tell the truth - I will tell the truth."

"Master Ji, do you often go to Ran Shixiong's house to play mahjong?"

Ji Zhengfu rolled his eyes a few times and said: "Yes, I often go to Ran Shixiong's house to play mahjong, but we are just playing, entering the garden, at most twenty yuan." After playing eight rounds of cards, the gang left. ”

"Master Ji, you didn't tell us the truthβ€”you must have some concerns."

"Iβ€”I'm telling the truth."

"To tell you the truth, we didn't come to you for playing mahjong, you should have heard, we are here for Ran Ruzhai's case, if you don't want to have anything to do with Ran Ruzhai's case, then please don't hide anything. When you talk about teahouses, we respect your opinions, but don't fool us! ”

"Ran Ruzhai really died?" Ji Zhengfu said with wide eyes.

"Since we have intervened in this case, it means that there must be another reason for Ran Ruzhai's sudden death, so you must tell us the truth. However, please rest assured that we will keep it confidential for you. ”

Ji Zhengfu hesitated for a moment, took two sips of tea, and then said, "Yes, I do often go to Ran Shixiong's house to gamble. Entering the garden is just a front for us. ”

"How big is the win or loss?"

"The money that walks through the table every night is at least two thousand dollars. It was a bottomless pit, I had lost 30,000 or 40,000 yuan in Ran Shixiong's house, and I often made up my mind to quit gambling, but I was unwilling, and I always wanted to pull the bank, and the result was deeper and deeper. ”

Tear a hole in, and that's easy to do.

"We heard that Ran Shixiong's wife Bai Chunbing uses her appearance as a gambling book, and she sits on a steady profit and does not lose money, is there such a thing?"

"Now that you already know, then I won't hide it from you, Bai Chunbing used to be the master who stood in the corner, and he was very good at dealing with men, the strange thing is-"

"What is it?"

"Everyone thinks he's dirty, but everyone wants to rub it on her."

"Have you rubbed it on her too?"

"People have weaknesses, Bai Chunbing takes advantage of men's weaknesses, and I can't hide it, my money is all filled into her bottomless pit."

"We'd love to know how to fill it out."

Bai Chunbing also went to the table, won the money, she put it in her waist bag, lost the money, she waited to sleep. She sleeps with you, and there is a time limit, and when the time comes, she lifts her pants and lets you go. At the mahjong table, as long as you win, she has to make you drop a little money before you leave. ”

"Where do you sleep?"

"It's at her house! There are three rooms in the attic of her house. ”

"Does Bai Chunbing's sister Bai Chunhan also do this?"

"This- you know it! In the past, her sister did it, but now, it is mainly her who does it, Bai Chunbing's mother used to do this, and the mother and daughter live in Ran's house, what can they do to support themselves if they don't do this? That Ran Shixiong didn't have a job, he relied on this. ”