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Mu Xiaojiu didn't say a word, got out of the car, and strode towards the elevator room.

Yehua also followed into the elevator room and pressed directly on the eighth floor.

There were other people in the elevator, but they felt the cold air overflowing from Mu Xiaojiu's body, and when the elevator reached the first floor, they retreated one after another.

It's cold in winter, and then with a cold breath, the temperature in the entire elevator seems to drop to more than ten degrees below zero in an instant, who can stand it?

The elevator reached the eighth floor, and as soon as they got out of the elevator, they saw that the police officer was already standing at the elevator entrance waiting for them.

Seeing Mu Xiaojiu, a trace of panic flashed in the officer's eyes.

"Ninth Master." He called respectfully.

Mu Xiaojiu didn't respond, and asked in a cold voice, "...... people Where is the body? ”

"This way." The officer hurriedly pointed to the right, turned and led them in that direction.

As he walked, he explained: "The policeman who was on duty just now reported to me in detail what happened. ”

"After dinner tonight, when Baili Yang went downstairs from the cafeteria, he accidentally fell down the stairs on the second floor."

"When I fell to the first floor, I was already on the ground, my body was sweating, and my limbs became cold."

"I rushed to the hospital, but the doctor said he had a heart attack."

"But it was too late to be rescued, and there was no rescue."

The expression on Mu Xiaojiu's face was still cold, without a trace of waves, but the steps under his feet were faster.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly asked, "Where is Feng Gang?" ”

The police officer was stunned for a moment, and said solemnly: "Feng Gang was also there when the incident happened, but he was too emotional, and we were afraid that it would affect Baili Yang's treatment, so we let people detain him." ”

After saying that, he added another sentence. "Right now, he's still in the detention center."

Mu Xiaojiu just listened, and soon, the three of them came to the morgue.

The officer pushed open the door to the morgue, and a doctor immediately greeted him.

Seeing Mu Xiaojiu, he called: "Ninth Master." ”

Mu Xiaojiu nodded lightly and did not respond.

"Let's go, Bag Jiuye will take a look at Baili Yang." Officer said.

The doctor nodded and led them to the morgue.

Entering the dark and cold morgue, a row of refrigerated cabinets stood against the wall.

The doctor looked at the label of each cabinet, found Baili Yang's cabinet, and pulled it out.

Baili Yang's body was covered with a white cloth and lay motionless on the bed.

At this moment, Mu Xiaojiu didn't know what kind of mood he was in, and he always felt a little stuffy in his chest.

Although this is his enemy, it is impossible to say that there is no emotion.

From childhood to adulthood, he can understand Baili Yang's care for him.

Every time he made a mistake, he was patiently taught.

It can be said that Mu Xuri trained his will and his skills.

But a lot of knowledge and the truth of being a man are learned from Baili Yang.

He walked over slowly, standing beside the corpse for a long time before reaching out and slowly lifting the white cloth.

Baili Yang's face was only a little pale, and his appearance was not different from usual.

People who were fine two days ago are now separated by yin and yang.

Before taking revenge, I once thought of a hundred ways to kill him.

But now that he is dead, Mu Xiaojiu's mood is indescribably heavy.

He stood beside Baili Yang's corpse, slowly closed his eyes, and all kinds of past scenes emerged from his mind.

For so many years, if it weren't for the obsession in my heart, I wanted to avenge my father.

He...... After more than 20 years of getting along, can you really hate Baili Yang so thoroughly?