Chapter 342: Mo Huaheng is attacked

In this way, Wang and Mo Huaheng were both taken back to the police station.

And when the police walked out of the Mo Group with Mo Huaheng and Wang Li, a bunch of reporters suddenly swarmed at the gate of the Mo Group, holding light cameras and microphones in their hands, aiming at Mo Huaheng's face.

"Chairman Mo, may I ask if you are making false accounts in the company and using the company as a cover to launder, is it true that you are doing money activities?" A reporter asked sharply.

Mo Huaheng's eagle falcon version of the blade's eyes fell on the female reporter's face, her narrow and sophisticated eyes narrowed slightly, but she sneered in her heart and said, "It seems that this trap is quite big, this is all ready." ”

Mo Huaheng did not answer the female reporter's question.

Others began to ask questions.

"Chairman Mo, has the person who leaked the company's confidential documents been found?"

"Chairman Mo, as the female reporter said just now, is it true that you are blatantly making false accounts, laundering money?" A word for you now sounds sarcastic.

"Please calm down, reporters and friends, the person who leaked the confidential documents of the Mohs Group has been arrested, but whether Chairman Mo really has made false accounts and laundered, and the matter of money has yet to be verified, please don't spread it randomly." A policeman couldn't stand it anymore and came forward to explain.

Suddenly, not far away, a person who was tightly wrapped in his body weighed a sharp thing up and down in his hand, and smashed it towards Mo Huaheng with all his strength without anyone noticing.

And when the two policemen reacted, it was too late, and the sharp corner of the thing had already smashed into Mo Huaheng's forehead, piercing straight into Mo Huaheng's forehead, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and bright red blood flowed out of his forehead in an instant, flowing down his cheeks to his jaw and then falling to the ground.

This scene made the audience quiet, and they were stunned to see this unexpected scene.

The police who reacted immediately began to look for the culprit, but there were still people around, except for the reporters who were around.

"Quick, get someone to the hospital." The policeman yelled anxiously, his heart tormented like ants on a hot pan.

"Stop shooting, hit 120." A police officer yelled at the reporters who were still watching.

The reporters also reacted and took out their phones and began to dial 120.

Mo Huaheng didn't react himself, it was only after the crowd was chaotic that he felt the headache in hindsight, and his vision began to blur gradually, his eyes looked ahead, as if he saw his daughter.

"Shushu." Before Mo Huaheng fell, the corners of his mouth squirmed unconsciously, and he called out Mo Zishu's name.

And Mo Zishu, who was participating in the second round of the competition in the gymnasium in the center of S City, suddenly turned pale when she was about to end the game, and her heart started with sharp pain, but the pain was only for a moment, and it disappeared immediately, and that short few seconds almost made her faint in pain.

Mo Zishu clenched the pen in her hand, her brows furrowed, trying her best to suppress the discomfort in her heart, cold sweat kept flowing out of her forehead, her face was as pale as paper, and even the color of her lips had faded, which looked a little scary.

Netizens who were still broadcasting live all found out that something was wrong with their fairy sister at this time, and they began to leave messages in the comment area.

"Miss Fairy, what's the matter, your face is so pale?"

"Oh my God, what's the matter, Miss Fairy looks so weak."

"Why is it that I am not feeling well? Miss Fairy, why don't you pause the game first and look at your body? ”

"I'm so scared that the fairy lady will faint at the game site, it's terrible, sweating profusely."

"Can anyone tell me what's going on? I went to the toilet, and the fairy lady looked seriously ill? ”

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The comments of netizens attracted the attention of the members of the Olympiad final committee, and they sent a person to ask, and that person happened to be Zhang Jisheng.

"Classmate Mo, are you okay?" Zhang Jisheng approached Mo Zishu's side, only to find that the intuitive feeling was even more terrifying than the scene seen on the live broadcast, Mo Zishu's whole face was pale and scary, like a person who had just passed away, so he was still breathing, Zhang Jisheng was a little suspicious of his eyes.

"It's fine." Mo Zishu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said to Zhang Jisheng, her heart was extremely uneasy now, but she didn't know what was going on, which made her feel frightened for the first time.

"Do you want to apply for it above and take a ten-minute break?" Zhang Jisheng didn't believe what Mo Zishu said, he preferred to believe his eyes, because Mo Zishu really looked like a person who was about to die of illness at this time.

"No, it's over in ten minutes." Mo Zishu glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the electronic large screen in the downtown gymnasium and said to Zhang Jisheng.

Zhang Jisheng hesitated for a while and finally nodded and agreed, but in the last ten minutes, he had to stay by Mo Zishu's side at all times, in case something really happened.

Then Zhang Jisheng informed him of his idea, and the people above agreed, and Zhang Jisheng stayed by Mo Zishu's side until Mo Zishu's exam ended.

As an audience, Mo Jun saw his sister in such a situation, and almost didn't rush off the stage, but fortunately, Dong Qingyun and Shen Jiuci stopped him.

"A-jun, don't worry, there is a teacher guarding you, and you will be the first to pay attention if something happens." Dong Qingyun frowned and persuaded them, they didn't expect Mo Zishu to have a sudden situation, it seemed that he had a heart attack.

"If you rush down now, according to Classmate Mo's character, she won't go to the hospital with you, and we will go to the hospital immediately after the game." Shen Jiuci raised his hand and pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, and said with a touch of comfort and gentleness in his tone.

Mo Jun was persuaded by this and had no choice but to give up, forcing himself to sit in his seat and wait patiently, his palms were full of sweat, his hands were clenched into fists, and his knuckles were white.

Mo Jun was not the only one who was worried, everyone else looked at Mo Zishu worriedly, for fear that Mo Zishu would faint at the game site in the next second.

Lin Jiu'an, He Xiu and others who participated in the competition were also affected by this, and half of their attention was originally on the topic, but now half of it is on Mo Zishu.

Mo Zishu also felt everyone's attention, turned his head and whispered to the team members behind him: "Focus, if you don't win the championship this time, you won't be able to eat and walk around." ”

Words similar to threats sounded like a disguised comfort to everyone, telling them that she was fine.

Zhang Jisheng, who was staying by Mo Zishu's side, smiled heartily, if it was someone else sitting next to Mo Zishu at this time, he would definitely laugh at Mo Zishu's words or say that Mo Zishu was too arrogant and blindly confident.

"Everyone play well, don't affect the final results because of Sister Mo." He Xiu frowned, he sat next to Mo Zishu, he knew everything about Mo Zishu, the only thing he could do at this time was to stabilize the team's mood and let everyone play well.

The others nodded one after another, they all understood what He Xiu meant by this, and their attention shifted from Mo Zishu to the game.

Fu Qingyuan also saw Mo Zishu's sudden situation in the live broadcast room, and his face instantly became gloomy, like a thick layer of frost.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu is not good, something is wrong." At this time, he ran in from outside the door in a panic, and even forgot to knock on the door.

Fu Qingyuan was even more unhappy with his shocked appearance, and looked at him with an expression that he owed him tens of millions, and his face was darker than the deep sea.

"What's going on?" Fu Qingyuan asked in a deep voice, his attention still on Mo Zishu in the live broadcast room.

"Miss Mo's father, Mr. Mo was taken away by the police." He said anxiously.

"What did you say?" Fu Qingyuan slapped his palm on the desk, and the solid mahogany table made a dull sound, and his face was even more fierce than before, as if a storm was coming, and the thunder was already rolling in the warning.

"The person who leaked the company's confidential documents of the Mo Group has been found, his name is Wang Li, who has worked in the Mo Group for 15 years, and when the police came to arrest him, he confessed to what he had done, but at the same time he said that Mr. Mo blatantly made false accounts within the company, and even participated in money laundering, and Mr. Mo took the initiative to let the police take him away." He explained to Fu Qingyuan at a rapid pace.

And Fu Qingyuan narrowed his deep eyes when he heard this, there was something strange in it, and it was very strange.

"The most important thing is not this incident, but when the police took Mr. Mo out of the Mo Group, a large number of reporters surrounded him, and they asked questions about Mr. Mo's fake account laundering and money as if they had been prepared. Qi Yu pursed his lips and said, he could feel the cruel aura emanating from the whole body of the president of his family in front of him, like the demon of hell was released from the world, and he would not give up if he didn't drink human blood often.

"Prepare the air ticket, go back to China first, and while Shushu doesn't know about it, I'll rush over first, so that she can finish the rest of the game with peace of mind." Fu Qingyuan casually unbuttoned his collar, the dull atmosphere made him breathless, he strode towards the door of the office, he couldn't imagine what would happen if Shushu knew?

At this time, Fu Shengshan's phone called, Fu Qingyuan glanced at it and hung up without answering.

By this time, he had already gone to prepare for the air ticket.

At the same time, Mo Jun received a call from his mother Bai Yulan and learned about his father's situation, and after the phone hung up, he looked at Mo Zishu who was still playing with an ugly and bitter expression.

Mo Zishu, who was competing, raised her head as if she had a sense, looked towards the audience, crossed countless pairs of eyes, and reunited with Mo Jun's sight.