After Mu Zhenghao came, Ji Gaoyuan suddenly realized that the cause of the old lady's death was not something that these ordinary public security officers could figure out. It still needs to be dealt with by the people of the National Special Operations Service.

Mu Zhenghao listened to Ji Gaoyuan's words and had a feeling of being humiliated. Your sister, what do you mean? Call me knowing I can't solve it. It's just to let me be slapped in the face by your Chiguoguo, right?

Ji Gaoyuan saw Mu Zhenghao's expression, and felt that he might have said the wrong thing. So he whispered in Mu Zhenghao's ear: "The old lady was killed by evil magic, and I was afraid that if you interfered, it would bring trouble to you, so I deliberately said this, and someone has already notified the National Special Operations Department." Don't worry. Someone collects the stall. ”

Mu Zhenghao listened to Ji Gaoyuan's words, and his heart sank. At the same time, the little bit of indifference on the face of the horse disappeared. If you think about it this way, it is equivalent to saying that Ji Gaoyuan pulled himself out of the fire pit.

What kind of family is the Ji family, it is a well-known ancient martial arts cultivator in the Northwest Province, even the Ji family feels tricky, and the matter handed over to the National Special Operations Department is something that an ordinary public security chief can interfere with.

Mu Zhenghao glanced at Ji Gaoyuan gratefully, and replied in a low voice: "Old Ji, thank you, I have written down your feelings." ”

Although Ji Gaoyuan and Mu Zhenghao had very small voices, how could they hide Mo Xiaochuan's ears in a place like the ward, where the space was not large. Mo Xiaochuan listened to the conversation between the two, and almost didn't laugh out loud. This Ji Gaoyuan turned out to be quite capable of losing, but he didn't tell a lie.

Geng Xiaoxiong's mood gradually stabilized under Ji Fengyan's comfort, and he knelt beside the old lady and sobbed quietly.

At this time, He Huarong came in a hurry.

"Mr. Mo, what's going on?" He Huarong saw that there were a lot of people inside and outside the ward, so he didn't call Mo Xiaochuan his position.

Mo Xiaochuan looked around the ordinary people in the ward. And Huarong will understand.

"Director Pastor, please do me a favor. He Huarong said to Mu Zhenghao.

Mu Zhenghao and He Huarong naturally knew each other, and Mu Zhenghao saw that it was He Huarong who came to pick up the plate. I couldn't help but be more grateful to Ji Gaoyuan.

You know, what is the identity of He Huarong, that is the director of the Special Operations Department of the Northwest Province, the highest officer of the Special Operations Department. This incident shocked He Huarong, which shows the seriousness of the matter.

When he saw He Huarong asking him to help, his heart was sudden, but where his duty lies, he can't help but step forward. "And the director, if there is anything you can do to help, just say. But he was very apprehensive in his heart.

"In this way, because the cause of death of the deceased is relatively special, some things are not easy to spread, so I also asked the pastoral director to help invite all the idle people in the ward out, which is also convenient for our work. He Huarong held Mu Zhenghao's hand and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, that's fine. Mu Zhenghao nodded busily. At this time, as long as he is not allowed to help catch the murderer, he is willing to do whatever he wants. It's not that he's afraid of death, but that for this kind of unknown, and knowing that it's also a matter of delivering food, no one will be stupid enough to rush forward.

So He Huarong asked Mu Zhenghao to assist Mu Zhenghao in danger, and invited all the people in the ward who had nothing to do with this matter out.

"Don't offer money. This ---" and Hua Rong saw that everyone was invited out, so he said to Mo Xiaochuan.

"This person has been tricked into the soul service, and the original intention of the person who made the art should be to let her harm Mrs. Ji. But I didn't think that we were all here, so when I wanted to retreat, I found the clue, and just as I was about to leave it behind, the man shook the old lady's soul and killed the old lady on the spot. Mo Xiaochuan said coldly.

"Well, so there are people in the same way who want to deal with the Ji family? And this old lady just suffered an unjustified disaster. He Huarong said.

"Yes, so, if the public security department handles this old lady's matter, it will be more troublesome, so let the Special Operations Department assist the public security department to deal with it together. After Mo Xiaochuan finished speaking, he turned his head to Ji Gaoyuan and said, "Although this old lady is controlled by others, it is not good for Mrs. Ji. But all this was not her intention, and, no matter what, she died because of the Ji family, and there was already a connection between the Ji family and them. This old lady's son, second uncle, can you arrange it?"

Ji Gaoyuan looked at Geng Xiaoxiong, who was still kneeling beside the old lady, was silent for a while, and said: "Young man, you also heard our conversation just now, your mother's death was actually controlled by someone else's evil magic, and that person used evil magic to control your mother to harm our Ji family, but it didn't work, that person was afraid that we would find him by following your mother's clue, so he killed your mother." ”

"Just like Xiaochuan said, no matter what you say, your mother died because of the Ji family, and the Ji family is willing to take part of the responsibility, and now there are two choices, one is that I will give you a sum of money, and the other is that you work in Hongyuan Group. You choose one. ”

Geng Xiaoxiong didn't speak, but looked away from Mo Xiaochuan and saw Ji Gaoyuan's body. From their eyes, Geng Xiaoxiong could see that the two did not lie to themselves. Moreover, as a son, he naturally wanted to avenge his mother, and these still needed Mo Xiaochuan and Ji Gaoyuan.

When faced with a choice, Geng Xiaoxiong knew that he, a college student who had just left school, had not yet joined the work but was admitted to the hospital first, and he was still unfamiliar to this society. Now even if you give him a sum of money, there will be no more money after you spend it, but if you work, you are a golden rooster that lays eggs. If you are willing to work hard, perhaps, what you will get in the future will be several times the amount of money given by Ji Gaoyuan.

"I chose to work at Everest. Geng Xiaoxiong said firmly.

"Well, you definitely won't regret your choice today. Zhixin. Ji Gaoyuan turned his head and shouted to Ji Zhixin beside him.

"Dad, you say. Ji Zhixin hurriedly said.

"You and Geng Xiaoxiong are the same age, wait a while, you will assist Geng Xiaoxiong in handling his mother's funeral. Then take him to Hongyuan to go through the entry procedures. Ji Gaoyuan commanded.

"Okay, I remember. Ji Zhixin said.

"Can I ask you for one thing?" Geng Xiaoxiong asked as he looked at Ji Gaoyuan.

"You say. Ji Gaoyuan looked at Geng Xiaoxiong and said.

"Can I temporarily store my mother's body in the hospital morgue and wait until the murderer is caught, and then comfort my mother's soul in heaven. Geng Xiaoxiong bit his lip and said.

"Okay, I promise you. Ji Gaoyuan looked at Mo Xiaochuan, Mo Xiaochuan nodded, so Ji Gaoyuan said to Geng Xiaoxiong.

"Thank you. Geng Xiaoxiong was kneeling on the ground, but he turned around and knelt down at Ji Gaoyuan again.

(End of chapter)