Xiao Mo was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, when he suddenly felt suffocated, the newspaper in his hand fell to the ground, and his other hand pressed on his throbbing chest, his face was slightly pale.

"Sir, are you feeling unwell again?" Seeing him like this, Ma Weidong was so frightened that he quickly got up and helped him.

Ma Weidong is the head of the marketing department of Xiao Mo's company, he looks much older than Xiao Mo, he has followed Xiao Mo for many years, and the two of them are friends and more like family, so he will come over to take care of Xiao Mo's daily life when he is free.

The pain gradually dissipated, and Xiao Mo slowly raised his handsome eyebrows, "I sensed the 'ink wing'." ”

Ma Weidong was overjoyed, "Really? Did you really sense it? Where is it? ”

Xiao Mo turned his head, raised his right hand, and waved it lightly in the air, and in the air above the restaurant, a projection screen appeared out of thin air, although it was ethereal, but the picture quality was extremely clear.

In front of me is a picture of a jewelry company being stolen, a man's back flashes in front of him, and then he sees that the robbers died tragically one by one, and the only survivor was admitted to the S City Hospital.

Xiao Mo waved his hand again, the picture disappeared, and his face turned whiter than just now.

Ma Weidong hurriedly poured him a glass of water, "Sir, with your current physical condition, is it okay to reflect the images of the past?" ”

Xiao Mo stood up, didn't answer his words, and said lightly: "According to my induction, 'Mo Yi' is not in the S City Hospital, but it must not have left S City yet. ”

"Do you want to find it, sir?"

Xiao Mo nodded, "The back in the picture must be related to this theft, I have to go to S City." ”

"However, it's so far from City A to City S, your body is fine, right?"

"Don't worry."

Xiao Mo put on his coat and walked straight to the door, his long figure was like a wind, the glass door shook a few times, and the figure disappeared into the dark night.

Ma Weidong sighed slightly, but after a moment of confusion, he showed a relieved smile.

"If you can really find it, then my husband's illness will be saved."

Yi Xuehan came out of the bathroom, and his colleague and friend came back from outside, "Why is this expression, the blind date didn't go well?" ”

Gu Yue'er kicked off her shoes and lay directly on the couch, "The old lady obviously said, first, don't look for a man who can only think in the second half of Shen (homophone), second, don't look for a man who only looks at my face, third, don't look for a man who has no cultural content, but has been talking at length, fourth, don't look for a man who makes me pay for dinner, Hanhan, am my requirements too much, why are all the best things I have encountered?" ”

Yi Xuehan smiled and shook his head, "No man can pass the first one alone, it seems that you are destined to live with me for the rest of your life." ”

There is a long row of cages in the corner of the living room, and nearly ten cats are locked in it, and they are pulling the steel wire mesh with their claws, showing signs of spring.

Gu Yue'er turned over and complained dissatisfiedly, "I said, when are you going to throw them away, their screams are too terrifying, and I don't know how to think that our family sells babies." ”

"They're pathetic, okay, be loving."

The same thing has been said countless times, Gu Yue'er didn't want to bother her anymore, so she found a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

The bustling S City, even at two o'clock in the morning, is still shining neon, and the high-rise buildings are like countless gems of different colors in the Milky Way, crystal clear, and fascinating.

The originally quiet billboard light box suddenly flickered, only in the blink of an eye, when the light box lit up again, there was a ghostly black figure in front of it, his tall and straight figure stood on the silent road, black clothes fluttering, like a night elf, mysterious and charming.

The night breeze slowly blew his brown hair, covering one side of the peak eyebrows, swaying softly on the bridge of his high nose, Xiao Mo slowly closed his eyes, sensing the information coming from all directions, and then filtered what he needed from this information.

It's strange, I could sense its existence just now, why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?