Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Who is the person who knows Du Tingting best? Who is the person who has the most reason to take risks to hurt Du Tingting?

Without a doubt, it was Mu Qiu.

Song Ci quickly calmed down, and she told Han Zhan, "I installed surveillance cameras at Mu's house. I'll check the surveillance cameras when I go back later. If my guess is correct, the surveillance cameras will definitely take pictures that surprise us."

Song Ci looked calm, but her heart was already cold.

She hoped that her inference was wrong. If it was wrong, it meant that Mu Qiu still had a little conscience. If the guess is confirmed, then Mu Qiu's mind is too vicious.

It is said that the daughter is the parent's little padded jacket, but some padded jackets have sharp needles hidden inside!

Only then did Han Zhan tell Song Ci: "When I went downstairs just now, I had the reaction of testing Mu Qiu. But her reaction was so natural that it could be said that there was no leakage."

Speaking of Mu Qiu, Han Zhan couldn't help frowning. "Either she's innocent, or she's just too mentally strong."

How strong of a psychological quality do you have to be so that after you almost killed your mother, you are still light in the face of other people's suspicions?

"Snake-hearted, tsk."

Song Ci deeply recognized Han Zhan's comment on Mu Qiu's "snake and scorpion heart".

Song Ci couldn't help but recall the scene before his death in the previous life. The beautiful and innocent Mu Qiu put his hand on her chest, tilted his head, and said the most ferocious and evil words in the most innocent tone: "Sister, give me your heart, okay?"

Song Ci only felt a heavy pain in her chest, and she couldn't breathe. Aware of Song Ci's abnormality, Han Zhan quickly supported her body and reminded her, "Take a deep breath!"

Song Ci grabbed Han Zhan's arm and took a deep breath, which made him feel better.

Seeing that Song Ci was finally relieved, Han Zhan made a humorous joke: "Don't think about those unhappy things, if you're in a bad mood, just think about your brother Han."

Song Ci turned her head to look at her brother Han's face, nodded, and said, "Ah, Brother Han is handsome, handsome, suave, rich and handsome. When I see you, my world is lit up!"

Han Zhan: ""

He is selectively deaf and only concentrates on driving.

Parking the car downstairs in the hospital, Han Zhan led Song Ci to the inpatient ward, and delivered the sheets and a change of clothes to Du Tingting.

"I'm sorry to bother you." It only took two hours from Song Ci leaving the hospital and returning to Mu's house to finishing the laundry and coming to the hospital. They must have not eaten yet.

Du Tingting said to Song Ci, "You haven't had dinner yet? I asked your father to take you to dinner."

Song Ci: "Let my father stay here with you, don't worry about us." She tucked Du Tingting into a quilt, Song Ci patted her on the shoulder and reassured her, "If you lose too much blood, you have to rest well, mother. Don't suffer from insomnia anymore."

"I have a friend in Shandong who I know. I asked her to send me some Ejiao. I heard that Ejiao over there is a good thing for blood. I will send it to you when the time comes."

Looking at Du Tingting's pale cheeks, Song Ci couldn't help feeling sorry for her. If today's incident is not a simple accident, but Mu Qiu's actions, then Du Tingting's mother, how sad!

Du Tingting felt warm in her heart after hearing this. "You've got your mind." It was already past seven o'clock, and Du Tingting was worried that Song Ci and Han Zhan were hungry, so she said, "Hurry up and eat, I'm here with your father, it's fine."

"Okay. Let's go then."

Suddenly, it started to rain.

The autumn rain is pattering, and the headlights are shining on the drizzle, which is colorful and has a blurred beauty. Song Ci and Han Zhan strolled in the drizzle.

Song Ci suddenly stopped and glanced at Han Zhan. She felt that the scene in front of her seemed familiar.

Han Zhan was taking out the car keys, and when he looked up, he saw Song Ci staring at him with an affectionate gaze. He froze for a moment, then asked her in surprise, "Why are you suddenly looking at me like this?"

Song Ci suddenly said, "The first time I saw Brother Han was on such a rainy day."

Han Zhan's eyes were filled with suspicion.

"when?"

Song Ci curled her lips into a smile and said, "When I was 24 years old."

Han Zhan was taken aback.

Immediately, he realized that Song Ci was referring to the previous life. "I haven't asked you, in the last life, did we know each other?"

"I know."

Han Zhan felt amazing. He thought that Song Ci knew him because he was the richest man in Dongcheng, but now it seems that he guessed wrong.

"How is our relationship?"

Han Zhan had some expectations in his heart. He didn't know what kind of answer he wanted to hear.

Song Ci smiled lightly, and she said, "How can it be? You are the richest man in the upper class, and I am the wife of the second son of the Cheng family. What relationship can we have?"

Before the hijacking incident, Han Zhan and Song Ci had never communicated. It would be wrong to say that there has never been any communication. Song Ci actually met Han Zhan, but only from a distance.

It was a memory so distant that even Song Ci was about to forget.

Song Ci said: "When I was 24 years old, not long after I married Cheng's family, one morning, I ran on the mountain behind Cheng's house as usual."

Han Zhan probably guessed where Song Ci had seen him.

As he guessed, Song Ci said: "There is a forest villa on the back mountain, which looks like it is uninhabited. I passed the villa that morning and heard the voice of a man talking. I stood at the door of the villa and looked inside. I glanced at it and saw you through the gap of the iron door."

Song Ci fell into those long-term memories, and she whispered: "That morning, it was raining lightly, just like now. You were wearing a crow blue shirt, standing in the yard with your back to me, a A watering can in one hand and a phone in the other."

"I thought you were tall and handsome at the time. I couldn't help but look at me a few more times, but you found me. You turned your head and stared at me across the rain."

Han Zhan can't remember the things Song Ci said. Obviously the hero in the story is him, but he seems to be listening to a story about a stranger and Song Ci.

He asked Song Ci, "What was my reaction at that time?"

Song Ci shrugged and said, "How can you react? We don't know each other. You treat me as a stranger, turn around and enter the room."

Han Zhan believed it to be true.

"Get in the car, my hair is getting wet." Song Ci urged Han Zhan to get in the car. She sat in the co-pilot and stared at the misty drizzle in front of the car.

She lied.

In fact, the first time we met, Han Zhan actually took care of her.

When he found Song Ci outside the door, Han Zhan hung up the phone. He strode behind the door and asked her, "Is it a milk delivery person?"

Song Ci, who was holding the beautiful murder, fell into doubts about her own charm after hearing this. She has fair skin and beautiful skin, and she looks like a milkman in what way?

After finishing the ridiculous memories, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Is the villa on the hill behind the Cheng family yours?"

Han Zhan: "It's my grandfather's old house."

"So the person I saw was really you."

"It should be me." Han Zhan pointed to his eyes and said, "Isn't my eyes easy to recognize?"

Song Ci nodded, "That's right for you."

The first meeting was so rushed that Song Ci couldn't remember his appearance. Seeing Han Zhan standing tall in the drizzle just now, Song Ci recalled the dusty past.

Fate is such a wonderful thing.

Han Zhan felt a sense of joy when he thought that he had met Song Ci in the last life. "After that, did we stop communicating?" Privately, Han Zhan hoped that Song Ci could communicate more with him.

Song Ci said: "Yes. After I got divorced, I became Liang Bo's music arranger. Once I took a plane to see his concert, and I met you on the plane."

"That was the first time we met in the true sense. Someone on the plane planned to hijack the plane and hijacked the first officer and two children. You saved the two children, but you also injured your eyes because of it, and I was ordered to serve as a first officer. Captain, work with the captain to deliver everyone safely to their destination."

"Afterwards, I went to perform in a charity nursing home, and I met you again. Later, we developed into best friends."

"In this life, the reason why I dare to seek your blessings is because you are my good friend."

The things Song Ci said sounded wonderful to Han Zhan, but at the same time he felt regretful. "If only I could remember those things."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, anyway, in this life, we are closer than anyone else."

"That's true."

The car parked in front of a low-key restaurant. "Today I'll bring you to taste the unique chicken." Han Zhan took Song Ci into the restaurant and only ordered one of their signature dishes-

Dry steamed chicken.

This dry-steamed chicken is made with native chicken and bacon as the main raw material, plus salted kohlrabi, Panax Codonopsis, and steamed with specially-made earthenware distilled drums.

Han Zhan gave Song Ci a bowl of soup and handed it to her. "You try it, it's absolutely delicious." This chicken soup is slightly yellow and smells good.

Song Ci held the bowl in both hands and took a sip. The taste is indeed delicious, the chicken has a strong aroma, and it is not fishy at all. "The location of this store is very remote, and the facade is not very atmospheric. If you hadn't brought me here, I'm afraid I would never know."

"When my grandmother was still alive, my grandfather often brought her here. I thought you should like it too, so I'll bring you to try it." Han Zhan was a little relieved to see that Song Ci liked this dish. "We will come often in the future."

"it is good."

After dinner, he walked out of the restaurant. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Han Zhan took off his coat and put it on Song Ci's head. "I'll go drive first, you wait for me here."

"it is good."

Han Zhan drove the car to the door of the hotel, and Song Ci quickly got into the car. After getting in the car, seeing Han Zhan soaked wet, but his clothes clean, Song Ci was heartbroken at that moment.

Song Ci knows love at first sight in this world, but love at first sight is not suitable for her and Han Zhan. Han Zhan is mature and wise, but also rational and restrained. He also loves beauty, but he is not a person who will be fascinated by beauty.

Song Ci also loves male sex, but she is not the kind of woman who is interested in sex.

She has been in love with Han Zhan for a long time.

But Song Ci didn't plan to tell Han Zhan.

Whoever gets emotional first, loses.

Back home, Song Ci quickly stuffed Han Zhan into the bathroom to take a shower. "You take a shower first, and I'll find you clothes."

Han Zhan supported the door frame of the bathroom with his hands, and looked at Song Ci helplessly and dotingly. "I'm not that delicate. I used to go out on a mission, and I hid in a swamp all night and didn't catch a cold."

Song Ci glared at him, "At that time you were single, but now you are my husband, you don't feel bad, I feel bad."

Han Zhan gave her a deep look.

Is the mouth of the first lady made of honey?

Han Zhan took a shower and walked out naked. Song Ci threw him a soft white bath towel. "Wipe dry, don't be a hooligan."

While wiping his body, Han Zhan sighed with emotion: "When you first lived together, you blushed when you saw me taking a shower, but now I stand in front of you without an inch of thread, and your heart is still like water."

Han Zhan threw the bath towel away, put on his shorts slowly, stared at Song Ci while wearing it, and questioned his soul, "Is it because Brother Han is not attractive anymore, or is Cibao ambitious?"

Song Ci heard his temples jumping wildly.

"Don't be silly."

She picked up her laptop to go downstairs, opened the door and glanced at Han Zhan who was wearing clothes, "I made you cold-dispelling tea, remember to drink it."

"Okay, there is Mrs. Lao."

Han Zhan got dressed and went downstairs.

Song Ci put the notebook on the coffee table, and she knelt on the carpet, holding the mouse in her hand to adjust the surveillance video. "Go drink cold tea."

"Okay." Han Zhan went to the kitchen to pour out cold tea for himself.

Song Ci turned on the surveillance screen of the Mu family, and brought up several surveillance images. In each small box, a different picture is playing.

Han Zhan came over with the cold tea, and he sat behind Song Ci.

Song Ci dragged the surveillance video to 12:00 noon. She said, "Aunt Zhang said that her mother fell during lunch time. The Mu family usually eats lunch after 12:00. Let's start watching from 12:00."

Before Song Ci left the Mu family, in order to keep track of the Mu family's movements, she placed pinhole surveillance heads in several hidden locations in the Mu family villa.

In order not to attract attention, she deliberately put the camera in the stairwell on top of Du Tingting's personal photo wall picture frame. This monitoring head is facing the stairs leading to the second floor.

Staring at the shaking pictures on the computer screen, Han Zhan's lips ticked, and he praised Song Ci: "You're smart again, and you know how to install surveillance."

Song Ci tilted her head and glared at Han Zhan, laughing at him: "The person who can install surveillance in his master bedroom and can monitor the traffic input at home all the time is really scary. Compared with me, Brother Han is not too much. ,"

However, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "I met a spy before. Fortunately, I found him in time and caught him. Later, I installed surveillance in my home."

As the first lady, Song Ci also met many big people, but the existence of a spy is still a little far away for Song Ci. It's more of a career in fiction and TV.

Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Is it a commercial spy or an enemy spy?"

"There are. Because of my grandfather, I have encountered spies from enemy countries. Later, I founded a company and the rise of Zeus Airlines blocked many people's way of making money, and many business opponents sent spies to my side. "

Staring at Song Ci's beautiful and elegant profile, Han Zhan couldn't help recalling the scene when he first met Song Ci. "That's why I was so angry when you told me exactly who I was in the hospital for the first time. I thought you were a spy."

Song Ci stuck out her tongue, staring at the surveillance screen and complained, "How can a spy look as good-looking as me?"

"Why not?" Han Zhan gave a real example, "Because of my family background, I know many children who grew up in institutions. There is an older brother who is eight years older than me. In his first marriage, he married a A very beautiful wife. The wife is a painter, knowledgeable and perfect."

"The two have a strong relationship, and they go out and go in the right way, and they are envious of others. But one day after five years, a group of people suddenly came and took his wife. The reason is that his wife is an enemy spy."

Song Ci was surprised, "You all need a political trial when you get married, right? How did she escape the political trial?"

"Because her identity and background are very clean, political censors can't find out." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Actually, spies are also classified. Some people are easy to find out, and some are hidden deep."

"That eldest brother's wife, she is a spy of the highest level. She was adopted by a Chinese couple when she was only two years old. She eats rice from our country, enjoys our country's education, and it was us who raised her. citizens."

"But she still betrayed our country." Touching Song Ci's beautiful cheek, Han Zhan came to a conclusion, "So, the most beautiful woman is the most powerful poison."

Song Ci felt the force of Han Zhan's pressing on his cheek, and it hurt a little.

She knocked off Han Zhan's hand with a look of contempt. "You don't have to test me. If I were a spy, I wouldn't marry you."

Looking at Shang Han Zhan's suspicious eyes, Song Ci said, "I went directly to my grandfather as a babysitter. It is more valuable to be close to your grandpa than to be close to you."

"You know, my mouth is sweet and pretty, and girls like me are the most liked by the elderly."

Song Ci's analysis was methodical, and Han Zhan's eyelids jumped wildly with fright. He quickly pressed Song Ci's head and turned her face to face the computer. "Look at the surveillance, don't talk about that."

Song Ci stared at the surveillance screen intently and stopped talking.

The surveillance footage showed that at 12:29, Du Tingting went upstairs with a bag and an ultrasound sheet. Because she was pregnant, she went up by leaning on the railing.

Another surveillance video showed that Du Tingting walked out of the master bedroom at 32 minutes. When she came out, she only had a card in her hand.

As she walked, she looked at the card in her hand. Because of her distraction, she habitually walked down the stairs.

Just three or four steps down the stairs, Du Tingting's feet suddenly slipped on the edge of the stairs. While she screamed, she wanted to reach out to hold the railing. But before the fingers could touch the railing, the man fell down.

Du Tingting rolled on the stairs several times until she landed on the platform at the corner and stopped. Song Ci couldn't bear to watch this scene, she turned her head in a direction and closed her eyes.

Han Zhan was also shocked when he witnessed this scene. After Song Ci became pregnant, they had to move the room to the first floor! But the house he lives in now has no room on the first floor.

I have to change houses.

After a while, Song Ci opened her eyes. She looked at the surveillance screen with an unbearable expression, and saw that Mu Qiu and Aunt Zhang took Du Tingting away together.

Only red blood was left on the ground.

Staring at the bloodstains on the ground, Song Ci felt a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Han, drag the time to 11:20 and watch the surveillance video again. There must be details we didn't notice." Song Ci leaned on the sofa, closed her eyes, and stroked her chest in slow motion.

Seeing her pale face, Han Zhan knew that she was watching the surveillance footage, causing discomfort. "Wait a minute, I remember there are still toffees at home." Han Zhan got up and walked to the TV wall, bent over to open the TV cabinet, and he really found a few toffees.

He returned to Song Ci with the candy, tore open a candy wrapper, and stuffed the toffee into Song Ci's mouth. "When you feel uncomfortable, it will be better to eat a candy."

Song Ci held the candy, she stared at the candy with the tip of her tongue, feeling a little vinegar in her heart. "Who did you learn this trick from? When you coaxed Du Xueyan before?" This was not the first time Han Zhan used toffee to coax Song Ci.

Han Zhan shook his head. "no."

Song Ci teased him: "Who is that for? That little Banhua that I had a crush on before?" Han Wangwang broke the news, saying that Han Zhan had a crush on a Banhua before, and he confessed, but Banhua rejected him. The reason is that he is too fat.

Han Zhan couldn't help but declare: "Don't listen to Wangwanggou's nonsense, I don't have a crush on her. That classmate was my tablemate, and I was the fattest boy in the class at that time. The fattest boy sat next to the most beautiful girl. , they deliberately made fun of us. My deskmate really thought I liked her, and one day he told me directly to let me give up, she doesn't like fat people"

Han Zhan, who was rejected, just felt inexplicable.

"And I didn't lose weight because of Banhua. I was in poor health when I was a child, and I took a lot of hormone drugs to get fat. Later, I gradually got rid of the control of drugs and exercised more, and I naturally lost weight."

Han Zhan is not the kind of person who is so excited when he sees someone who is beautiful. So far, only Du Xueyan, who was a teenager, and Song Ci now, Han Zhan has really been tempted by.

Song Ci grasped a key point, and she asked Han Zhan, "What disease requires hormone therapy?"

Han Zhan said lightly: "Some minor problems are all cured." He pursed his lips tightly, showing that he didn't want to talk more.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Song Ci didn't press him, and continued to stare at the monitor patiently.

"My mother said that when you feel uncomfortable, just eat a toffee. I have eaten it, and it is very effective." Han Zhan's voice suddenly sounded slowly in Song Ci's ear.

She slowly tilted her head and looked at Han Zhan.

The deep contours of his face made him look like he had a sense of perseverance, which could not be crushed by the wind or crushed by the snow. But there are times when he needs to eat toffee for comfort.

Song Ci felt sorry for Han Zhan.

There must be many stories hidden in Han Zhan's past, and those stories may be painful or sad. Song Ci wanted to listen to it again, but Han Zhan was not willing to open the book called "Han Zhan's Past" to her.

"When are you free, Brother Han will tell me your story too?"

Han Zhan said, "There will be that day."

"I am waiting."

She was waiting for the day when Han Zhan completely opened up to her.

Han Zhan glanced at the surveillance screen, his expression changed slightly, "Here!"

Song Ci quickly turned around and glanced at the surveillance screen.

She saw Mu Qiu.

At 11:45, Mu Qiu hurried upstairs, and while walking, he put his hand on his lower abdomen and rubbed gently. As a woman, Song Ci knew very well what that action represented.

Counting the time, Mu Qiu had her period in these two days.

Mu Qiu returned to his room, and after only four or five minutes, he came out of the room.

When he came out, Mu Qiu was holding several sanitary napkins in his hand. From the third floor to the second floor, Mu Qiu walked a little slowly, and his face was hesitant, as if he was embarrassed about something, and he was swaying from side to side.

When he reached the stairwell landing on the second floor leading to the first floor, Mu Qiu suddenly stopped. She lowered her head, stared at the long stairs below her, and stared blankly.

Because Mu Qiu lowered her head, Song Ci couldn't see Mu Qiu's eyes and complexion clearly. She looked at Mu Qiu's thin and thin body, and felt uneasy for a while.

Suddenly, Mu Qiu turned around and ran back to the room along the stairs.

Seeing this, Han Zhan suddenly said, "Guess what is she going to do when she goes back?"

Song Ci frowned and said nothing. She just stared at the video, waiting anxiously.

More than a minute later, Mu Qiu came downstairs. This time, she had a small white jar in her other hand. After recognizing what that thing was, Song Ci suddenly sat up straight, and her eyelids began to twitch wildly. She murmured: "It's a cream"

Mu Qiu likes to use LAMER's face cream every time the season changes. She has several bottles in her makeup cabinet, and Song Ci will not admit it wrong.

The monitor screen is still shaking.

Song Ci saw that Mu Qiu walked three or four steps down the stairs on the second floor, and then stopped moving. She opened the small box and pulled out a thumb-sized dollop of cream with her fingers.

Bending down, like massaging his face, Mu Qiu applied the cream to the edge of the stairs.

As we all know, LAMER's cream has several characteristics -

expensive!

slip!

After rubbing and emulsification, it is transparent and colorless!

"No!" Song Ci wanted to wake Mu Qiu up and not do anything stupid, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that this was just a surveillance video, a replay, and something that had already happened!

She witnessed the cause and effect of what happened, but she could only watch on the sidelines, unable to stop it.

Song Ci covered her face with her hands, her whole body was cold.

How could someone be so cruel?

That was the biological mother who gave birth to her and raised her! That's the closest person to her!

Han Zhan took a couple's jacket and put it on Song Ci. He said, "You go upstairs and lie down for a while. I will edit this video and save it."

Song Ci grabbed Han Zhan's hand.

Han Zhan's hands were extremely warm, like the weather in June.

Song Ci finally felt more at ease, she shook Han Zhan's hand. "That's the mother who went to the hell's gate to close her life when she was born, and almost died. How could she be so cruel?" Song Ci was puzzled by this.

Han Zhan covered Song Ci's eyes.

His voice was mellow and long, but the words he said were realistic: "Song Ci, not every child is an angel. In this world, there are children who drop out of school to save their mother's kidneys, and there are also children who are cut off in anger because of a dispute over their tongues. Killed the mother's child."

Hearing this, Song Ci felt a chill.

"Save the video, it's still very useful!" She wanted Mu Mian to see what kind of devil he was trying to save his daughter!

"Well, I understand, you go upstairs to rest." Han Zhan ordered Song Ci to go back to the room to rest, but Song Ci didn't stubbornly follow him and went upstairs directly.

After watching her go upstairs, Han Zhan copied the video and put it in the study drawer. -

Recently, the city where Yan Jiang and the others are located has been a little restless.

The reason for the agitation is also related to Yan Jiang.

About half a month ago, the body of a woman was found on the east bank of the Congo River. When found, the corpse had the appearance of a giant without clothes on. She was a vagabond, powerless and powerless, and although the cause of her death was a mystery, no one was willing to investigate her.

After all, it is thankless, and it may not be possible to catch the murderer.

As a newcomer, Yan Jiang was naturally assigned this thankless job to him.

Yan Jiang performed an autopsy on the girl, detected a man's dick in the girl's body, and detected silk dander in her fingernails. When dissecting the girl's organs, Yan Jiang actually found a man's ring in her stomach.

In Kinsasha, those who can afford silk clothes are either rich or expensive. And that ring is the most identifiable evidence.

The police listed a group of suspects, and in the end, they locked the suspect on a local political tycoon. In the process of secretly investigating the suspect, they actually found five or six imprisoned women in the basement of the big man's house!

This matter was exposed, and it was passed on from ten to ten, arousing the indignation of the people all over the country.

Poor countries are chaotic, and there have been several large-scale civil wars in the past few years. As soon as the news broke, and then through the manipulation of public opinion by people with a heart, it immediately set off a nationwide upsurge of crusade against those in power.

This city is about to be turbulent.

Recently, the people from Song Fei's research institute went to work together, and they didn't dare to be alone, for fear of encountering danger. Yan Jiang knew that the chaos was imminent and worried about Song Fei's safety. He had to send Song Fei to the hospital every day before going to work.

After taking a bath, Song Ci put on her clothes, and sat in front of the dressing table for skin care. While waiting for the skin care products to be absorbed, she habitually took out her mobile phone and searched for news on Congolese current affairs.

This habit was formed after Song Fei and the others went to Congo.

Seeing the latest report, Song Ci couldn't help but worry about the safety of Song Fei and Yan Jiang. -

In the middle of the night, Mu Mian stared at Du Tingting's pale and weak face after falling asleep, and he felt extremely sad.

The fetus in Du Tingting's womb represents hope. If Mu Qiu really left, the child in Du Tingting's womb would also be a sustenance for the couple.

But the child said it was gone

Mu Mian felt terrified when he thought that Mu Qiu would die at any time.

Neither he nor Du Tingting could bear the pain of losing Mu Qiu! Just the passing of a newly formed fetus has already made them sad and sad, not to mention a well-behaved and lovely daughter who has been with them for 20 years?

Mu Mian took out his mobile phone and walked to the bedside. He entered a hidden link in his favorites and opened a dialog with '1'.

Mu Mian; [Hello, do you have any new progress over there? 】

As usual, 1 reply message was very timely.

1: [Sir, we can't do this business. 】

Mu Mian gave up completely.

Mu Mian: [After deducting the service fee, return the rest to me. 】

1: [Ok, within two working days, the money will be returned to your account. 】

Mu Mian exited the chat box and completely deleted the link.

He stood by the window for a long, long time.

The park in the hospital downstairs was silent, and under a few night lights, moths plunged into the brilliance like a flame, lingering and reluctant to leave.

Mu Mian stared at the moths with a feeling of sadness.

Knowing that the fire is burning, but also moths to the fire. Knowing that once something is done, it is going to hell, but it has to be done.

Mu Mian opened the world's dark web.

The world's dark web, an underground dark web where tasks can be posted anonymously, murder and arson are all committed.

On this day, a new task appeared on the homepage of the dark web——

2027: $3 million for a life.

Target data:

Name: Song Fei.

Age: 22 years old.

Birthplace: Wangdongcheng, Huaguo.

Address: Kinshasa, the capital of Congo (DRC).

Occupation: Special student of Huaguo Institute of Virology

On the dark web, people from all over the world post various tasks every day. After Mu Mian's mission was sent out, he only stayed on the homepage for a few minutes before being overwhelmed by other news.

But on the dark web, there are also many hired killers waiting to do business. Mu Mian only waited a few minutes before receiving three replies at the same time.

Staring at the replies, Mu Mian hooked his lips.

You see, it is always the most efficient to use criminal means for profit. In this world, there will never be a shortage of vicious people who commit crimes for money.

Han Zhan: Did you deliver milk?

Song Ci: No, the community sends warmth.

Happy Children's Day, remember to eat lollipops today~ I'm lazy, so I just finished updating it in one go