Chapter 242: The Silenced Underworld Boss? Ghost’s Methods of Erasing Clues

Drugs, gambling, and prostitution?

With just a little pressure, Wang Hao’s confession made the three people present raise their eyebrows.

Of course.

What Wang Hao revealed left the three with peculiar expressions. What is this… the trifecta of vice?

……

At this moment.

Su Ming, who had no intention of turning off the surveillance, saw that Wang Hao was already buckling under pressure, and he returned to his seat.

He stared at Wang Hao in the interrogation chair, carefully observing his expressions and state.

Once he confirmed there were no signs of lying, he decided not to waste any more time. He tapped lightly on the table and spoke.

“It seems you’re a smart man.”

“Tell me, why did you sell your leak-repair van about half a year ago?”

“Leak-repair van?” Wang Hao was visibly stunned by the question, as if he hadn’t expected Su Ming to ask about such a trivial matter instead of the drugs and prostitution.

Wang Hao instinctively showed a puzzled expression, his eyes filled with confusion as he slowly responded.

“Officer.”

“Leak-repair van? You’re not asking about the drugs and prostitution…”

Before he could finish.

Chen Sheng tapped the table first, frowning with a cold and impatient expression.

“Just answer the questions you’re asked.”

“Why are you questioning us? Never mind, it seems we’ll have to turn off the surveillance to get you to cooperate.”

As he finished speaking.

Chen Sheng made a move to stand up and turn off the camera on the wall.

It was clear.

From Su Ming’s earlier actions, the experienced Chen Sheng quickly judged that…

The man in front of them, Wang Hao, was someone with a very low psychological tolerance, a true softie who would spill everything with just a little scare.

At this moment, seeing Chen Sheng stand up, Wang Hao seemed to panic, as if the three officers in the interrogation room were looking for an excuse to beat him up.

“No, no, officer.”

“I’ll cooperate, I’ll definitely cooperate, I’ll cooperate with everything.”

“It was about six months ago? No, seven months ago, I remember very clearly now, I didn’t question you, I didn’t question you.”

“I lost fifty thousand yuan on an online gambling platform on my phone, lost all the money I borrowed from my credit card, and was smoking a cigarette, ready to borrow more.”

“I wouldn’t have been in such a dire situation if it weren’t for that CCTV reporter, reporting on the leak-repair gang, talking about how ‘when the machine starts, gold flows in,’ forcing me to…”

“Bang!”

Before Wang Hao could finish.

Chen Sheng slammed the table again, more sharply and sternly than before.

“Enough with the nonsense.”

“I don’t have time to waste with you, get to the point!”

“Okay, okay, okay.” Wang Hao shivered, then nodded repeatedly, quickly responding before continuing.

“Before, I could scam a few thousand yuan per leak repair.”

“After the report, business became noticeably harder. I stopped gambling and prostituting, but the money I saved wasn’t enough to cover my losses.”

“So that day, after losing fifty thousand yuan, having borrowed from everyone I could, and with no more loans available, I lay in bed thinking of ways to borrow money.”

“Desperate, I figured I couldn’t continue with leak repairs anyway, so I decided to sell the van.”

“Then, I looked online for places that buy second-hand cars and found that my old van wasn’t worth much, not even enough for a single gamble.”

“I was about to give up, planning to fake a car accident to get emergency money from my family.”

“Suddenly, on a local trading forum, I saw a post looking to buy leak-repair, renovation, and cargo vans, offering a good price.”

“At that point, I didn’t care if it was a scam, I was completely lost in gambling, so I called right away to ask when he could take the van.”

“He seemed even more urgent than me.”

“He immediately said he would come to my building to make the deal, but he was in a hurry and the ownership transfer and driver’s license would have to wait.”

“As compensation, he offered a ten thousand yuan deposit.”

At this point.

Wang Hao paused, seemingly recalling the scene or weighing something in his mind.

Sitting beside him, Xu Changsheng gave him no time to think, coldly asking without expression.

“So, you agreed, right?”

“You just let him drive the van away? Without even removing the stickers or anything?”

“Officer, who remembered to remove them?” Wang Hao seemed to regret it deeply, lightly tapping the table before lowering his head and speaking hoarsely.

“At that time, I was really lost in gambling.”

“Fifty thousand yuan, I kept betting on ‘big’ sixteen times, and on the seventeenth time, it was still ‘big,’ but I had bet all fifty thousand yuan.”

“I just wanted… to get the money quickly, put the five thousand yuan from the car sale, plus the ten thousand deposit, a total of fifteen thousand yuan, all on ‘small,’ to get back on my feet.”

“But who knew, damn it, that round turned out to be a triple!”

Hearing this.

Su Ming saw Wang Hao veering off topic again, reminiscing about his past gambling days, and frowned, interrupting coldly.

“I don’t want to hear about that.”

“Who was the person who bought your van? Since you dared to make such a deal, you must have kept some information about him, right?”

“Especially since you lost the ten thousand deposit.”

“You should have tried to find out his identity to see if you needed to repay him, right?”

Looking at Su Ming, who seemed younger than him.

Wang Hao was full of astonishment, not expecting this officer to guess his thoughts so clearly. He dared not hide anything and quickly replied.

“I know, I definitely know.”

“The person who bought my van was an underworld boss who had just gotten out of prison, nicknamed… nicknamed Brother Long.”

“Brother Long?”

The nickname made Chen Sheng pause, then he repeated it with some surprise.

Immediately.

He turned to Su Ming beside him, his face serious as he explained.

“He’s dead.”

“Three months ago, he got drunk at night and was accidentally killed in self-defense…”