Within a minute before the car door, Asa Zike combed his hair indiscriminately, simply tied a low ponytail, took a deep breath and exhaled back and forth a few times, his lips were slightly white, and his whole face was slightly haggard.

After taking a deep breath, while getting out of the car, Asa Zike also carefully supported his "injured" bandaged arm, and as soon as he looked up, he was surrounded by the flash of a group of cameras, and the woman quickly lowered her head in fright and came to Mozu Beitan's side, bowed slightly and said, "Sir, I'll send the young master back first, right?" ”

Mozu Beitan looked at the woman in front of him, his black eyes flashed a hint of strangeness, a simple white shirt, light blue jeans, at first glance it really looked a bit like a family nanny.

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Quan Yiling waved his hand at Qianzike and motioned her to go back, and took out a document from the car and handed it to Mozu Beitan.

Mo Baozi looked at the many media not far away, raised his chin slightly, and looked cold and arrogant.

Asa Zike took the hand of the ink bun and respectfully served the little guy to get into the car.

At this time, Mo Baozi turned his head and beckoned to his father, and Mozu Beitan nodded slightly in response.

Placing the little guy in place, Asa Zike sat in the driver's seat, glanced at the man, and happened to meet the man's dark eyes, the woman lowered her head slightly and carefully started the car in the direction of the presidential palace.

Looking at the luxury car driving away, Mozu Beitan turned around and directly ignored the noisy media and the footage of several cameras not far away, sat directly in the luxury car with the documents, and Quan Yileng quickly sat in the passenger seat, signaling the bodyguard to drive away.

In the car, Quan Yiling looked at the man who was reading the documents and asked, "Your Excellency, you and Miss Qian went to pick up the young master, why are there so many media following?" ”

Mozu Beitan said without changing his face: "What do you think?" ”

"Someone is messing with people behind the scenes."

The man closed the file, closed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "Someone just wants to ride on the tiger's neck and watch the tiger wield." ”

"Your Excellency, should that person be disposed of?"

"No, I'm still worried about how to reveal my son's identity, she did me a favor. Let her fend for herself, our time should not be wasted on an outsider. ”

"Yes."

"How's that going on with what I asked you to check?"

"Some, Lang Yan was buried in the woods not far from the Philo family, there is no tombstone and only a death certificate, however, the cause of death is unknown."

"The cause of death is unknown?"

"Yes, there is no death record on the file, but I found that the data on the cause of death was destroyed. I tried to fix it, but the data was completely destroyed, and I couldn't find a breach at all. ”

Mozu Beitan opened his eyes, his bony fingers tapped on the documents on the side, and he spoke after a while: "Lang Yan is the son of Lang Nianfeng." ”

"Yes."

"Lang Nianfeng is still my father's worship brother."

"Yes."

"If your son died, where would you bury him?"

"Hometown, or find a place with good feng shui to set up a tombstone." (Quan Yileng: Boss, I don't even have a daughter-in-law son, don't curse me like this, it's okay-.-)

"Then, why is Langyan buried in the Philo family's territory?"

"This ......"

Mozu Beitan lit a cigarette, a cold light flashed in his dark eyes, and he said in a low voice: "This shows that the Luosimo family has internal ghosts. ”

Quan Yiling continued: "Moreover, it is still an inner ghost who has been hiding for many years!" ”

(The author has something to say: The update now is to make those who abandon the article regret it, so that my true love fans don't have to wait so long in vain.) ）