Chapter 108: Cursed Thing: Ink Kill 1

"Moe? Meng Meng - "The girl's father and the patrol police have been found.

The man vigilantly snatched Meng Meng from Si Yufan's hand: "You guys? ”

"Big brother, it's me. I heard that the child was missing, so my friends and I came out to help find it. Han Yong was clever at this time, so he said.

"Oh, thank you!" Only then did the man recognize Han Yonglai, and they had all dealt with each other in the ward these days.

"Mengmeng, are you okay? How did you get to such a place? Did someone call you? The man turned to his tearful daughter, who was holding his neck.

"I came down on my own, I'm sorry!" Meng Meng is also seven or eight years old, and she knows that it is wrong to steal other people's things, and she has suffered hardships, so she hangs her head knowingly.

"Alas, you child!" The man couldn't blame him for seeing the child crying sadly, so he comforted him and hugged him towards the inpatient department. "We're looking for you everywhere, your mother is in a hurry!"

"I was wrong, I won't dare to run around in the future, I'm sorry, Dad!"

The three of us sighed as we watched a father and daughter leave.

"I just said that there is a problem with this shoe, damn it, it actually sells such harmful things, and the surname Chen must be responsible for this." Han Yong stomped his foot indignantly and headed towards the parking lot.

I'm just a new clerk, and I didn't listen to Chen Xin's words, I'm afraid I've been fired.

The subsequent dispute is not a matter for the buyer and the seller.

Si Yufan drove me back to the antique shop.

"Are you a dog? Is the nose so smart? "Thinking about what happened in the hospital, I couldn't help but break the silence.

Si Yufan grinned at me and screamed.

I was stunned by his image of not having the baggage of a big president, and pouted slightly.

"But it's really thanks to you, if it's late, I'm afraid that something will really happen to Mengmeng!" I confess. "Thank you!"

"Really, you can't thank you if you want to thank you!" He shook his head.

"Yes, if tragedy happens, I will feel that I am too incompetent to change anything, and I will blame myself."

"You're just too kind to turn a blind eye!" He said, softly.

"After all, I was brought up by the third woman, and I was more or less influenced by her, in fact, I am very timid and afraid of those things." I looked out the window and muttered.

"I'll protect you!" He reached over and grabbed my left hand.

His palm is always so warm, comfortable to touch, and reassuring.

Some things are just so contradictory.

Obviously distrustful, but so eager to get closer.

The car stopped outside the Jixiang antique store, I took a deep breath and was mentally prepared to be scolded by Chen Xin, and got out of the car.

There was a sign of 'resting' in the glass window, and Chen Xin was naturally in no mood to open a store after this incident.

But I pushed the door in, but found that there were several people in the store, which was particularly 'lively'.

With the crisp sound of the jingle bell, several people who were talking turned back at me and Si Yufan who entered the room.

One of them I know: Mo Xiu of St. Ann's Church.

The other three people were uniformed policemen, and Chen Xin, who was standing in the middle, looked particularly uneasy, and when he saw me coming back, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Mo, why are you here?" I walked over to greet Mo Xiu.

"Because of a murder, I came to find out the situation." Mo Xiu didn't hide it, and when he spoke, he and Si Yufan looked at each other coldly.

"Homicide?" My heartstrings tightened, and I moved my eyes to Chen Xin.

"I'm not killing anyone, don't look at me like that." Chen Xin understood my eyes and muttered.

"But you've sold things you shouldn't have sold to customers." Mo Xiu corrected.