"Jun Zilan is also dead, call a forensic doctor to come here, maybe you can check out some clues."

Now Guo Song Xingye didn't care about the difference in identity at all, and he was arrogant to Leng Cangming.

Although Leng Cangming was displeased, the sudden thing did not give him a choice, and immediately replied: "Okay." ”

hung up the phone and saw Guo Song Ruiyu who was crying, she didn't care too much, and Guo Song Haodong was next to her, so it should be fine.

Out of the white house, Guo Song Xingye came to Hu Hai's side, his eyes were cold, looking at the messy underground, frowning in displeasure.

"Did you see that?"

"No, that man's cultivation is very high, and when I fought him, he was in a hurry to escape." After being silent for a while, Hu Hai's red pupils were obscure, and finally he reluctantly admitted: "His cultivation is on par with me, or... Above me. ”

Hearing this, Guo Song Xingye's mouth was open enough to hold a duck egg, and her high-minded Hu Hai would admit that others were stronger than herself.

The focus seems to be wrong!

If he said so, the other party would be a monster-level existence.

What is the purpose of the mastermind behind this case?

Could it be to help Zhushu realize her dream and help Junzilan fulfill her prayers, it is impossible.

If you really help them, why do you want to kill Jun Zilan with your own hands in the end, and destroy Zhushu's body, unless......

Both Junzilan and Zhushu have seen his true face, and he has more close contact with Zhushu than Junzilan.

For killing Jun Zilan, he didn't want his identity to be exposed; But Zhushu is dead, he doesn't have to worry about it at all, isn't it... There are two different powers of the bamboo book corpse, one of which is his.

In addition to the murderer who broke into Jun's house this time, there is another person who controls the bamboo book?

My head hurts!

Guo Song Xingye just wanted to raise his hand to soothe his thoughts, but he was preempted by a pair of cool hands behind him, one step ahead of her, and pressed it on her temple.

"It's okay, think slowly."

Hu Hai massaged her with moderate strength, and the soothing voice was like a spring in the mountains, slowly flowing into her heart.

"Okay."

Closing his eyes and enjoying Hu Hai's top massage techniques, Guo Song Xingye's thoughts were finally relieved, this case is too complicated, and it can only be prevented by the Jun family.

The main culprit has been captured by her, and as for the mastermind behind the scenes, she is really powerless without clues.

As soon as the lights came on, the top management here immediately went into operation, and all the injured went to the ground, leaving only the basic staff.

The spiritual power of the Jun family immediately went down here, and Leng Cangming, as the leader, saw that this place was in a mess, his brows furrowed, and it was even more terrifying than usual.

The forensic doctor of the Jun family was in place, and he just wanted to enter but was blocked by an invisible wall, so he had to ask and look, and approached Leng Cangming in Guo Song's starry night.

"Remove your barriers."

Leng Cangming said in a cold voice, with clear words, like a talking robot.

Guo Song Xingye, who closed his eyes, waved his hand, and the barrier disappeared immediately, raised his hand to stop Hu Hai's movements, held his broad palm, and slowly raised his eyes, looking at Leng Cangming, who was half a head above her in front.

"The security measures of the Jun family should be checked carefully."

Her words were sharp, and the terrifying momentum in her eyes was not inferior to the cold vicissitudes of the death forest opposite.

Leng Cangming's eyes refracted a cold light, and said, "This is not the turn of the Underworld Tube." ”

Leaning leisurely on Hu Hai's hard chest, as if leaning against a wall, the corners of Guo Song Xingye's lips were slightly hooked, and there was no smile.

"The case is complete, here I remind the deputy patriarch of the Jun family, according to my guess, there are two masterminds behind the scenes, one is hidden, and the other regards human life as ants."

Raising her palms that overlapped with Hu Hai, she shook them in front of Leng Cangming's eyes, and then said: "The latter is cultivated, and it is on par with my Hu Hai, so the Jun family can pay more attention." ”

She said it leisurely, anyway, it's none of her business, this case has been officially closed.

As for the mastermind behind the scenes, she didn't know what its purpose was, and she couldn't make much judgment.

A look of surprise flashed across Leng Cangming's face, and then he said, "I know. ”

He had guessed before that he was polite to Guo Song Xingye's reminder, but he didn't expect her next sentence to be so informative.

Qin II is more than two thousand years old, although he doesn't know how he survived, from her "comparable" metaphor, it is enough to surprise him.

Seeing that the forensic doctor was already examining, Leng Cangming's heavy mood was really complicated, pacing the measured pace, suppressing the disgust in his heart, and stepping on the broken glass with different levels.

He hates the scene the most, if it weren't for Jun's house... There was no way he could come.

When he arrived at the white house, Leng Cangming's face was already black, and those who knew the temperament of the deputy patriarch chose to stay away, and even Guo Song Ruiyu, who was eager to step forward, did not dare to approach easily because he was afraid of Leng Cangming, who had a black face.

It was really impossible to get close, Guo Song Ruiyu noticed Guo Song Xingye, whose identity was second only to Leng Cangming, and immediately turned around and ran towards Guo Song Xingye, not afraid of being injured by the glass.

"Sister Starry Night, don't you want me to go in and say a few words to my mother?"

Guo Song Ruiyu's face was full of tears, Guo Song Xingye's heart did not fluctuate, but he took pity on her and said, "Yes." ”

Under Guo Song Ruiyu's hesitant waiting, Guo Song Xingye pulled away from Hu Hai and walked towards the white house.

Guo Song Ruiyu, who was following behind Guo Song Xingye, felt a chill on his back, and turned his head to see Hu Hai's blood-red red pupils, looking at her with hatred, which was particularly terrifying, so he quickly turned around.

If it weren't for Guo Song Ruiyu crying for a long time, her tears were about to dry up, and when she met Hu Hai's eyes that were about to eat people, she would probably cry out.

Guo Song Ruiyu didn't know that every time it was because of their family, she would always be separated from him for a while, which made Hu Hai very dissatisfied, so he had the resentful look in his eyes just now.

Because of the invasion of the Jun family, even if there is no reminder from Guo Song Xingye, the Jun family will step up their precautions.

After this series of events, Guo Song Ruiyu and Guo Song Haodong couldn't continue to live in the Jun family, and the Jun family asked them to move out the next day, which can be regarded as saving face for them.

Guo Song Xingye and Hu Hai were playing around, and when they returned to the villa where they were now, she was obviously full of smiles, but Hu Hai still noticed that she was hiding something.

returned to the room, as soon as he entered the door, Guo Song Xingye perfectly interpreted the essence of changing faces, obviously full of smiles, and the next moment he became sad.

Hu Hai, who came later, took her hand and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I want to give them a little money, do some business, and let them live in peace." Guo Song Xingye raised his head, his dark and shining eyes, and looked fixedly at Hu Hai who was standing in front of her.

"What do you think?" Her eyes flickered, and finally she asked Hu Hai's opinion.

"Do what you want, don't ask me." Hu Hai said dotingly, looking at her cautious appearance, smiling lightly.

Her eyes were moist, and she immediately lowered her head, not wanting Hu Hai to find out about her abnormality, so she said.

"A rich boyfriend is a cow."

"Only for you."

It's sweet to death.