I Wish Mo All the Best

Chen Baichuan raised his hand and put it under his nose. It had no smell.

If there weren't so many people, I almost wanted to smell my armpits. Where would the smell come from wearing so many clothes in winter?

Mu Mianmian had already covered her mouth and vomited. At this moment, the sound of police cars sounded outside the racecourse.

coming.

When Lao Ma heard the sound of the police car, his first reaction was to turn around and run away. He was kicked to the ground by Chen Haoxuan, and soon a group of people came in.

"Who is Chen Qianmo?"

"I am."

"what's the situation?"

"This person has a problem."

"What's the problem?" These people received orders to cooperate with Chen Qianmo. They set out urgently without saying what the mission was.

"I don't know the details. It will take a trial - Third Brother, do you mind if I search your territory?"

Qianmo said a little embarrassed.

The incident happened so suddenly that she didn't have time to say hello to the third child.

Chen Haoxuan made a gesture of invitation, "This is not my territory, your man also has a share."

After being arrested, Lao Ma changed his previous honesty and kept shouting that he was wronged, and even shouted at Qianmo that he would arrest the innocent.

"I will sue you if you arrest me. I will definitely sue you for restricting my personal freedom!"

Qianmo walked in front of him and looked at his expression carefully.

"Who do you want to kill?"

Lao Ma turned his head to the side, "I didn't!"

"You have it. I will find the evidence in a moment. You take the man back first and start interrogating him on why he left his hometown."

After Qianmo had the old horse taken away, he and the others went separate ways and began searching for evidence on the racecourse.

Mu Mianmian was no longer nauseous now, but she couldn't get close to Chen Baichuan. She would feel nauseous if he came close. Qianmo looked around and found nothing, so she came over to ask Mu Mianmian.

"Does my dad smell like anything?"

Mu Mianmian thought for a while and finally found a suitable description.

"It's a bit like chalk dust, but more noisy."

What could that be? Qianmo asked Chen Baichuan, who was standing far away.

"Dad, what did you just come into contact with?"

Chen Baichuan felt sorry for his beloved wife but did not dare to get close to her, with grievance written all over his face. "I didn't touch anything. I just walked in and stayed at the gate for a while."

He felt a little cold sitting outside and wanted to go inside to warm up for a while. Lao Ma came in just two minutes after sitting.

Didn't touch anything.

Qianmo walked into the door and glanced around the table, finally stopping on a bit of white powder on the corner of the table.

I put a little bit of it with my hand and put it under my nose. It does have a faint smell of chalk dust.

She asked people to collect this and take it back for analysis.

Chen Haoxuan followed Tang Xin as he inspected each house.

The horse farm has more than 100 acres of land, and there are several rooms in the office rest area. I also checked the indoor horse farm, but found nothing.

"Is it possible that Sister-in-law Mo feels wrong?" Tang Xin really couldn't see anything.

"No, she is the same kind of person as my brother to a certain extent. She won't do anything she's not sure about."

After Chen Haoxuan finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"I'm the same kind of person."

Tang Xin pretended not to hear the latter sentence and tried her best to play her role as a super secretary.

"I've searched all the rooms and found nothing -"

"No, there is another place I haven't found yet."

Chen Haoxuan said mysteriously.

Five minutes later, Chen Haoxuan led Tang Xin to somewhere in the racecourse.

Tang Xin looked left and right. It looked like it was all flat land. What could be there?

Chen Haoxuan bent down and with a little force of his hands, a piece of land was lifted up. The seemingly flat area actually contained a cellar.

This kind of cellar is only about three square meters. Northern cellars are used to store cabbage for the winter. With the improvement of living standards in recent years, it is no longer difficult to eat fresh vegetables in winter, so the cellar has gradually been abandoned.

It was Chen Haoxuan who added such a thing to the drawing on a whim. He originally wanted to store fodder, but found that the temperature was not as good as the above-ground fodder room in all aspects, so he gradually abandoned it.

It was dark inside. Tang Xin bent down curiously, trying to see clearly what was going on inside. Suddenly——

"Woo!" A whimpering sound came from below, frightening Tang Xin to step back several steps and plopped down on the ground.

what!

Chen Haoxuan did not use his mobile phone or flashlight, but shouted inside.

"Close your eyes and don't open them right away."

Only then did Tang Xin think that if there were really people here, being out of the light for a long time and suddenly seeing the light would cause serious damage to the eyes.

As expected of a boss, he is so considerate.

After a while, Chen Haoxuan used the faint light on the mobile phone screen to look down.

In the basement of less than 3 square meters, a tightly tied girl huddled in the corner, her mouth was sealed with tape, and the whimpering sound just now was made by her.

Chen Hao

"I-I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Tang Xin shed tears when she saw that the girl only looked like a teenager.

What a poor child, what she has been through!

What's even more frightening is that Chen Haoxuan also found some tools in the corner of the basement, including a chainsaw, an ax, and even a pile of firewood.

The white powder that Qianmo found was tested and confirmed to be a drug, and the combination turned into a terrifying answer.

If Qianmo hadn't noticed anything unusual, this child would never have been standing here alive, and might even have died without a complete body.

This knowledge made Qianmo and others shudder. Qianmo was thankful that she asked her father to take her mother away first. If the pregnant woman knew that such a terrible villain was around, she might be shocked.

Chen Meng and Mr. Qian arrived almost at the same time. Chen Meng was responsible for interrogating this nasty old horse, while Mr. Qian was responsible for treating his apprentice. This time the treatment was quite special.

Mr. Qian asked Qianmo to watch from the side.

In the sealed cabin, Mr. Qian put her specially prepared essential oil, and then performed deep hypnosis on Duoduo, who was tied up with five flowers.

Qianmo watched from the side, not daring to express her anger.

She had long heard her master say that the most powerful thing about Mr. Qian was hypnosis. Generally speaking, there were five levels of hypnosis.

First-level hypnosis is the lightest. The hypnotized person feels that he is awake, but the small muscle groups have been controlled by the hypnotist. This level of hypnosis can be used for simple psychological treatments, such as losing weight, reducing stress, or quitting smoking. Generally, It is no longer easy for a therapist to do this.

The second and third levels gradually increase the influence, and by the third level, all muscle systems can be controlled. The highest level for clinical psychotherapists is level three.

Take Qianmo herself as an example. She worked so hard in her previous life, but she was only at the first or second level. She was fine for clinical treatment, but she couldn't do it no matter how complicated it was.

Her master Chen Meng's research direction is not this, and what he can teach Qianmo is limited.

But at this moment, Qianmo witnessed the absolute king in the field of hypnosis, Mr. Qian, and everything would be different.

She finally saw the legendary fifth level of hypnosis, the strongest level in the legend!

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