"Bang bang!!" Several gunshots rang out in the basement of Luo's house, and a man in black clothes walked in leisurely with two guns.

"What do you say! Mo Dao Lailuo's basement trouble!? Luo Yan grabbed the reporter's collar, and his eyes were incredible.

That's not right! What he wanted to force was Luo Qinghan to appear, but it wasn't Mo Dao, and Mo Dao didn't come early or late, but at this time, how could it be so strange?

How could he possibly know about the basement of the Luo family? You must know that it is a place that even the housekeeper of the Luo family does not know.

An ink path can easily break in, and come to make trouble? There must be something wrong with this...

Luo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mo Dao on the monitoring screen, and suddenly he thought of something, "You go and see where Luo Qinghan is now?" If he says he's in the study, force the door open for me!" That figure is very similar to Luo Qinghan's figure, and he has long suspected that Luo Qinghan's leg injury is fake, could it be that Mo Dao is Luo Qinghan?

"Okay young master..."The servant nodded again and again, and was about to retreat.

"Wait!" Luo Yan stopped him, and he stared at the man with the mask with the most emblematic of Modao on the screen, "I'll go by myself!" ”

Luo Qinghan is a cunning opponent, how could he reveal such a big flaw? Moreover, What does it mean to play Modao? Want to confuse his mind?

I'm sorry, he's not as stupid as Luo Yeqi!

Hum! Luo Qinghan, you have too many flaws this time! Even if your father's study doesn't allow a monitor, do you think you'll be able to escape my guesses?

Hurried to Luo Lin's study, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of cruelty, as long as he couldn't find his father's will, this Luo's business would be his sooner or later!

"Bump!" With a loud bang, Luo Yan broke into the study, but when he saw everything in front of him, the corners of his mouth froze with a cruel smile.

Luo Qinghan in front of him was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a quaint book and slowly flipping through it, and a cup of freshly brewed tea next to him was emitting this slow green smoke.

What's going on!? Why is Luo Qinghan still in the study? As usual, there should be no talent in the study now...

Could it be that the person who broke into the basement was not him?

Luo Qinghan raised his head, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips, "Second brother, is there anything you need to rush in?" ”

That gentle smile made Luo Yan look dazzling, as if the smile was mocking him.

"You're a fake, aren't you!?" Luo Yan stepped forward, his gloomy gaze shot straight at Luo Qinghan, eager to find some flaws in him.

"Second brother, what are you talking nonsense? What is fake and not fake? Luo Qinghan's blue-black eyes were pure puzzled, not like they were fake at all.

"Trying to lie to me?" Luo Yan is naturally not a fool, the current plastic surgery is completely feasible to make a person look like one, a person's face can deceive people, but the birthmark on the body will definitely not deceive people.

He jerked forward and grabbed his wrist and lifted his sleeve up, a strangely shaped birthmark clearly imprinted on his eye.

How could it be! Luo Yan was shocked, he was really Luo Qinghan!

Why is it miscalculated? Is it really Mo Dao who came to Luo's basement to make trouble?

"What does the second brother want to do?" Luo Qinghan smiled at him, and wiped off his sleeves with his hand without a trace, his blue-black eyes with a warm inky black, incomprehensible light.

Luo Yan withdrew his hand in embarrassment and regained his cold expression, "Stay here by yourself!" ”

If so, then it's the real ink path that breaks into the basement.

How did Mo Dao come about? And how can you find the basement of the Luo family? And what is he here for? Is it for the woman named Su Qingge?

With doubts, Luo Yan quickly left the study, Luo Qinghan looked at his distant figure, and the moment the door closed, his warm inky black eyes suddenly became evil.

Second brother, play with me, you are still a little tender!

Picking up the tea on the table, he quietly put it to his lips and warmed it, without a trace of unnaturalness. He took out a small black ball from under the coffee table and pressed it.

"Bai Wei, where are you?" His voice sounded calmly.

Bai Wei's voice immediately came from the small round ball, "BOSS, according to your orders, I have now reached a storm vent at coordinates 322,135. Bai Wei shook the gun in his hand, slammed it twice, and eliminated the two monitors here.

Bai Wei and Luo Qinghan are already similar in shape, and the number of times they have pretended to be ink is too many to count, so they are afraid that Luo Yan will see something?

"Very good, you came in through the vent, there is a mechanism on it, and it leads to the study." Luo Qinghan said, swept the bookshelf slightly, took out an inconspicuous book, and suddenly, the entire bookcase was removed.

A hole appeared in the floor where the bookcase was placed, and Bai Wei quickly crawled out of it.

“BOSS！”

Luo Qinghan nodded, took off his glasses and handed them to him, "Take them." ”

Bai Wei took the glasses, grabbed the pretending and took it off, and inside it was exactly the same clothes as Luo Qinghan, "BOSS, Miss Su is in room 305 in the basement, hurry up!" ”