Luo Xinlan saw Mo Yutian driving her away like this, the anger in her heart burned into anger, raised her eyebrows and sneered, looked at Mo Yutian, and then looked at Yin Ninglu, who looked sluggish, "Do you still want to hide it?" Your true identity is indeed the person in charge of the Mo Group, and your father is Mo Tianhua, who was shot more than ten years ago! And this woman is the daughter of the murderer who killed your father in the first place! How long do you want to hide this from me? ”

Murderer? Her father is a police officer, how can he be a murderer? Yi Ninglu didn't turn his mind for a while, only the word murderer kept ringing in his mind, and he turned his head to look at Mo Yutian, but saw that the anger in his eyes was unprecedented.

"How did you know Lan'er? You dare to inquire about all this, you really have nothing to do, and it seems that you have to propose to your father that you be assigned to a certain company. Mo Yutian's voice was terrifyingly cold, looking at Luo Xinlan's delicate face that was still smiling, there was an indescribable annoyance.

Laughing a few times, Luo Xinlan knew that she had angered Mo Yutian, but she was not afraid, since Mo Yutian had always treated her as indifferent, then she had the right to retaliate against Mo Yutian like this because of love and hatred.

She turned her head to look at Yi Ninglu, and without replying to Mo Yutian's words, she blinked and chuckled mischievously, "Yin Ninglu, you don't know, right?" More than ten years ago, your father's death was also the work of Brother Yutian's father's subordinates. ”

Luo Xinlan ignored the breath that fell in the bedroom instantly, still smiled to herself, and at the same time reached out to make the shape of a knife, and slashed at her neck, "Your father died a terrible death, in that afternoon, he died in the hands of the murderer in the crowd, that blood...... Coming out of the throat like water, do you remember? ”

Yin Ninglu heard Luo Xinlan's clear description, recovered from her sluggishness, and stared at Luo Xinlan with a dead gaze, "What did you say, how did you know this?" How do you know about my father's death! ”

What made Yin Ninglu unbelievable was that Luo Xinlan not only knew when her father died, but also knew about his death, how not to surprise Yi Ninglu, the fear in her heart spread uncontrollably from the bottom of her heart to her whole body, so cold that her blood had no temperature.

Compared with this, the matter of being betrayed by Luo Xijun is nothing.

"Of course I do......"

"Lan'er! If you say half a word again, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. Mo Yutian interrupted Luo Xinlan's words, and the panic and fear that he had never felt before were full of panic and fear in his heart, he was afraid that Yin Ninglu, a stinky woman, would know the truth!

A trace of hatred flashed in Luo Xinlan's eyes, then she sneered twice, and said lightly at Yi Ninglu's red lips, "Of course I know, I not only checked the background of Brother Yutian when he was a teenager, but also checked what you experienced when you were a teenager, these things, as long as you spend a lot of money, I can know all of them, your father was killed by Brother Yutian's father's men." ”

Reached out and took out a stack of photos in his purse, shook it vigorously and threw it at Yin Ninglu's feet, "These pictures can't have disappeared in your memory, right?" ”

The pink light made Yin Ninglu unable to see the photos on the ground, so she hurriedly turned off the light, and when she turned it back on, it was already another bright light, clearly shining the scene in the bedroom in front of everyone.

Yi Ninglu squatted down in a panic, and before she reached out to pick up the photo, her fingers were already trembling and she didn't dare to go any further, staring at the pictures on the ground in a daze, and the scene when she and her father were playing in the playground on a sunny afternoon more than ten years ago instantly came to mind.

I don't know what kind of big case my father solved, after not returning home for two consecutive months, my father finally returned home, happily holding Yininglu's petite body, "Girl, can Dad take you to the playground to play?" ”

Yi Ninglu, who was only a few years old, naturally didn't know that her father did this just to make up for the guilt of not being at home with her for a long time, so she happily agreed and went to the playground with her father Yi Huamin.

It's just a happy and happy time, not long after entering the playground, it stopped in that piece of crimson blood, forever imprinted on Yin Ninglu's young heart.

When the crowd was crowding, my father was slashed through the throat, chest and abdomen with a sharp weapon, and was stabbed with a sharp weapon to varying degrees, and died on the spot.

This is after Yin Ninglu grew up, she accidentally saw the words on her father's death report, when she was a child, the young Yin Ninglu didn't know that her father was killed, at that time she only felt that the original bright sunshine suddenly became all red, dazzling, for the onlookers around her, she suddenly disappeared, just knelt her thin body beside her father, even if the white gauze skirt was stained with her father's blood, she didn't know.

The police station did not give a reasonable solution to his father's death, and the murderer was not found, since then, Yin Ninglu has sealed this incident in the depths of his memory, and will not easily turn it out to recall, because after being sensible, Yi Ninglu felt that the loss was so painful, but she was young at the time, she didn't understand anything, she just wondered why her father suddenly fell asleep on the ground and no longer took her to continue playing.

In the photo, it is a girl covered in blood, kneeling next to the corpse of a man covered in blood, crying blankly, not shouting, just stretching out her small arm, trying to shake the person on the ground awake, looking so innocent that people feel pity.

The blood on the photo was so dazzling, but Yi Ninglu's gaze involuntarily paused on a somewhat familiar figure in another photo, and tears of heartache filled his eyes and flowed down instantly.

What Yin Ninglu was looking at was a young man standing in the crowd of onlookers, his handsome face did not have the pity and pity of the other onlookers, he was terribly indifferent, he was not afraid of the scene in front of him, and the attitude he showed was not at all like that of a teenager who was less than ten years old.

And if you look closely, that face is so familiar, even if he is just a teenager, Yi Ninglu can clearly recognize who this person is-Mo Yutian!

Yi Ninglu suddenly remembered, when she saw Mo Yutian for the first time, she felt that he had a familiar feeling, just because on the afternoon of her father's death, in the entire crowd, only the young man did not look at her with pity, on the contrary, she still remembered that the young man squinted and smiled at her when she looked up helplessly at the crowd, and then turned around and disappeared into the crowd.