On the same night, a number of murders occurred in Yancheng and Chengdu that alarmed the capital. Someone had already reported the case secretly, and Liu Ming, director of the 23rd Bureau, was furious and immediately rushed to Zhongyunhai to see his old superiors.

"Did Chen Mo do it?" The old superior was also from a military intelligence agency, and his face was full of suspicion.

"All the dead have dealt with Jiang Dongwei, up to the so-called eight wealthy families, down to the small tax officials, more than a hundred people have died in Yancheng alone! He's so lawless! Relying on Moriah's identity, can he make trouble in the country? He thinks he can be above the law? Liu Ming shouted.

"Evidence of surveillance?" The old superior asked.

"All the cameras at the crime scene, including those at key intersections, were destroyed." Liu Ming snorted, "But there are eyewitnesses, who are the families of the deceased, and now they have been protected by us." He had seen Chen Mo's photos, and he was sure that he was the leader of the murderers. ”

"Catch the thief and take the stolen goods, catch the annihilation and take the double, how can you let me get it without documents? People are now state guests, don't be too dead on what you do, and treat them differently! The old senior took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"Can you help me find out the wind? I want to know when he left the capital, and if I can figure out the route, it will be very helpful to close the case in the future. Liu Ming smiled bitterly.

"My current identity, I'm afraid I have to make an appointment to find him." The old superior's face is not very good-looking.

After crawling for so many years, gods have done it, and ghosts have also done it, but in the end, there is no hairy cub who mixes well, which really makes many bigwigs in the capital resentful. Chen Mo walked out of this country, and now he has been gilded on the outside, and he has returned, turning into Moriah's defense minister - the magnitude of the rise is simply jaw-dropping.

Crazy years, crazy people, crazy encounters, all this created his rise. The old superior still learned from Liu Ming that the kid was just a poor student at the beginning, and he had no background before making a fortune, just like a cheap piece of straw paper.

This made the old superior feel like he had seen a dog in pants.

"What kind of appointment, he hasn't changed his nationality yet. When you go to see him, you give him a face, and it is his ancestral grave that smokes from it! I really don't believe it, he dares to put on a score? Chen Ming looked very excited.

"I haven't seen you care about anything in all these years, what kind of thing did this kid surnamed Chen do?" The old superior noticed the abnormality and frowned slightly.

"He has been in contact with the Gaoyue Clan on the Gumeng side, and as far as we know, the unknown power in his body gradually took shape at that time." Chen Ming didn't dare to hide things.

"The High Moon Clan? Shamanism? The old superior was stunned, "Why do those guys still have descendants?" When Lao Tzu led his troops to Gumeng, they didn't cause me a lot of trouble, and they were all very evil. ”

"Yes, we have no choice but to join forces with some civil organizations in order to thoroughly investigate the affairs of the Gao Yue Clan. Once shamanism is revived, the horrors of that year may not happen again, which is the highest crisis at this stage. Chen Mo was already controlled by us, but he was unwilling to play the role of a pawn, and began to unilaterally stop contact with China when he arrived overseas. I asked the robes to deal with Jiang Dongwei, the purpose was to force him back. He's really back now, and to be honest, I didn't expect him to go so far as to dare to kill in the country. ”

"The Robe Gang is not a good stubble, you better be a little measured." The old superior sneered and instructed the secretary to prepare the car, "Okay, I'll go to the State Guesthouse, I hope those Moria turtles are still there, so I can do something." ”

"Thank you, teacher, I'm just here for your news!" Liu Ming hurriedly stood up.

Half an hour later, the old superior came back with a blushing face.

"Are you kidding me, or are you putting in your head and not being noticed by me?" The old superior's eyes glared as if he was about to punch his face at any time and break Liu Ming's nose bone.

"What's wrong?" Liu Ming was inexplicable.

"Since the day Chen Mo returned to China, except for being received by his superiors, he has never been out of the state guesthouse for half a step! Are the eyewitnesses in your hands blind? Lao Tzu still didn't believe it, so he deliberately went to transfer the surveillance video of the state guesthouse. You said that Chen Mo killed people in Yancheng last night, right? See for yourself, he obviously played poker at the State Guesthouse all night, could it be that he took advantage of the toilet to walk through the toilet when he went to the toilet? The old superior threw a disc over, snorting and panting.

Liu Ming opened the phone and inserted the CD, looking at the image displayed on the screen and the date time in the lower left corner, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Yancheng is at least 2,000 kilometers away from the capital, and even if Chen Mo plugs in his wings, he will definitely not be able to kill people in his own body.

"Are there two Chen Mo?" Liu Ming blurted out, followed by a loud slap from his old superior.

"It's really boring ......" Nine fingers in the state guesthouse were in a daze, and the silicone hood was very itchy and stuffy on the face, and there was a strange smell of urine.

He was skeptical that the bald guy had done something on purpose, although the guy swore that this work was the pinnacle of his life, and that he might never be able to surpass it in the future.

The owner of this face does look a little sorry for the public, at least sorry for the woman next to him - Nine Fingers subconsciously looked at the mirror, and gradually reacted, why can the bald guy do it with the fake.

People are always impressed by the ugly stuff.

"Am I ugly?" At the same moment, someone was asking strangely.

"It's okay, it's generally ugly." Pan Dongdong still lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with him.

She really didn't know how he had the courage to ask the question, but the courage had disappeared in herself, so that she couldn't even look at him.

"Damn ......" Chen Mo was obviously not satisfied with her answer, completely ignoring the strange eyes next to him, and gnawed hard on her red face a few times.

From being at a loss at first, to getting better and better, he tossed and turned all night, as if he were dealing with a class enemy.

She was almost falling apart, half awake and half dizzy for more than a century, until she was startled by her strange moans.

If my parents hear this, how will I live?

She hated the stallion to death. This morning, sitting in front of the vanity mirror, looking at my red and swollen eyes, my heart was sour and sweet, like a dream, and suddenly I saw the blanket on the bed move and slid to the ground.

A strong, strong, rugged ass is exposed. Mr. Stallion snorted and scratched his buttocks with his backhand, and he didn't know if he was bitten by a mosquito, so he scratched a few times and turned over, revealing the key parts.

The comb slipped silently from Pan Dongdong's hand, she thought that after last night, she and he would never be separated from each other again, but she was so ashamed that she almost fainted. In the morning, the weather was still a little cold, the balcony was windy, she walked to the bed tremblingly, and wanted to help him cover the blanket, but she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, and the whole person fell to the bed.

Again.

Jia Qing has always attached importance to her studies, and after getting up, she made breakfast by herself, urging her daughter to go to school one after another. Pan Dongdong's stiff steps when she went downstairs made her stunned, and Chen Mo had already jumped off the balcony according to the old routine, went around in a circle and knocked on the door.

Pan Dongdong didn't know how to pass a few classes in the morning, Chen Mo wore a hat and sunglasses at noon, and picked her up at the school gate in a covert way, and now eats in this restaurant.

Chen Mo brought 23 armed entourages alone, but he was afraid of being recognized by the head teacher and arrested him to go back to school. Pan Dongdong felt funny when he thought of this, but he was embarrassed to laugh in the face of him.

"Eat it, this old hen stew is very replenishing." Chen Mo scooped up the soup and blew it again, and moved the chair to feed his wife-to-be.

"Why should I make it up?" Pan Dongdong glared at him.

"That...... ...... on the blanket Hey. Chen Mo scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Pan Dongdong was very embarrassed when he saw that he didn't open which pot to mention, and was about to clench his fist to give it to him, but the spoon had already been delivered to his mouth.

She had to open her mouth obediently.

A few big men who were not good at first glance walked upstairs shirtless, and the first one inadvertently caught a glimpse of Pan Dongdong and immediately straightened his eyes.

"What a beautiful little girl......" He saw that Pan Dongdong was only sitting next to Chen Mo, and the latter's physique didn't seem to be very good-looking, so he had no scruples when he spoke.

Pan Dongdong just didn't hear it, Chen Mo was in a good mood, and actually nodded at the man, "Thank you." ”

The man couldn't tell the number of ways to eat, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he laughed and laughed, found a place to sit down with his companion, and slapped the table and shouted at the waiter to serve the wine.

"I have something for you." Pan Dongdong spoke in a low voice.

"What's the matter? Did you promise not to read it? Chen Mo was overjoyed. He has been persuading Pan Dongdong to drop out of school, but the other party has not given a positive answer.

"Sister Luo Li is so pitiful, why don't you please take her home too! There are also Mo Hongmei, Bai Xiaoran, and Little Seventh Sister, I have a good relationship with you, as long as it doesn't affect the position of my main room, it's okay for everyone to be good sisters. Pan Dongdong smiled like a flower.

Chen Mo squirted out a mouthful of beer, almost choking to death.

"These words just now are the most commonly used dialogues in brain-dead TV series and novels, I'll copy them and make a joke." Pan Dongdong examined his expression and found that there was indeed no surprise ingredient in it, so he dispelled the idea of headshots with beer bottles, "Chen Mo, listen to it now, no matter who it is, if you want to rob me of a man, there is only one way to die." If I can't kill her, I'll die by myself, this is my main room! ”

"Madame is angry, the little one doesn't dare to ......" Chen Mo was dumbfounded, about to be shocked to death by her aura.

When the two went downstairs after eating, the man before was itching and scratching, and he was about to say a few words, but he heard the sound of tables and chairs. The three tables next to him were all occupied by the soldiers of the Fangs Brigade, and they all stood up at this moment.

Captain Fangs glared at the man, opened his suit, and showed the holster inside. The other party's legs immediately weakened, and he almost got out of his seat and under the table, and his smile became as if he had just swallowed a piece of poop.

"Drag it out." The captain gave orders to the soldiers who gathered around him with a blank expression.

This is the only sentence he knows, and it is the result of hard work.

(To be continued)