The antique lanterns in the courtyard almost turn the night into daylight.

Mu Qingyun turned around and looked over, and on the small square table, the two computers flashed dizzy.

On the computer screen on the left, lines of slightly hideous words suddenly flashed out quickly - "Damn, stubborn, how can this be true!" ”

"Hey, I've never been angry, especially not angry with children, but this kid always thinks about what kind of ability it is to take shortcuts, really, I did psychological counseling for Mr. Qiao back then, and it wasn't so troublesome."

"Add money!"

Mu Qingyun: "......"

Two teams of psychiatrists at Joe's missed on one person.

Qiao Tian was a little helpless: "This kid can be regarded as determined, rare." ”

Mu Qingyun: "......"

On the computer screen on the right, words also flashed non-stop.

Qiao Tian simply tilted the screen over to Mu Qingyun to see: "Once Gao Xiaowei gets out of control, the candidates who may be affected are all here, and the current highest risk factor is Zhao Yang's family." ”

On the big screen, countless possibilities were listed in an instant, and finally summarized into a few.

Mu Qingyun frowned: "The Zhao family is likely to be directly eliminated physically?" ”

On the big screen is the answer drawn by Qiao's artificial intelligence according to the various conditions entered by Qiao Tian.

Qiao's Group's artificial intelligence is already quite advanced, relying on supercomputers with amazing computing speeds, and the results are quite credible, which few people in the whole Ming Kingdom will doubt.

She couldn't help but be speechless, and after thinking about it carefully, she also agreed with it.

In this script, Gao Xiaowei always creates all kinds of accidents whenever he uses the thing of 'refining fake incense', directly destroying everything that hinders Gao Xiaowei's lies from coming true.

"It's really, annoying."

Mu Qingyun took out the Zhao family's information from the folder on the ground and looked through it.

Zhao Yang's grandfather, Zhao Shizhen, has retired, and before his retirement was a historian who was very famous in the Ming Kingdom. Grandma is Qiao Wenshu, Grandma Qiao, is the younger sister of Grandpa Zhao and a historian.

His father was a businessman, and his small business was not large, but it was well run, and he was a large taxpayer in the city.

My mother is a middle school teacher.

Generally speaking, the Zhao family is rich, but they are just ordinary rich people, not to mention the habit of hiring bodyguards, and they often don't bring a driver's assistant when they go out.

Look at Zhao Yang, most of the time he rides his bicycle to and from school every day, or he takes the bus, and occasionally his parents drive him when they are free.

Qiao tilted his head: "It's completely unguarded." ”

Mu Qingyun was helpless, who would have thought that he would have an inexplicable enemy like 'Gao Xiaowei', and it would be impossible for him to detect unscientific things happening around him.

Who did Zhao Yang recruit and who did he provoke?

She likes to have a quiet and quiet school life.

The little thing in Gao Xiaowei's hand that shouldn't exist made her feel uncomfortable. Today's unlucky person can be Zhao Yang, and tomorrow it may be himself.

"There are three left."

Mu Qingyun groaned, "Should I go and remind Grandma Qiao to pay attention to safety and ask her to hire a few bodyguards for the old man?" ”

Qiao tilted his head: "There must be bodyguards, but not generally." ”

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "How many do you recommend Joe?" ”

Joe sighed, "I've tried a few times. I don't recommend it, this family is very careless. ”

He paused and shook his head, "It seems that I have some responsibilities too." ”

Zhao Yang's grandmother, Qiao Wenshu, has a bit of a kinship with him, and she is quite estranged, and most of the juniors of the Zhao family don't know.

But even so, Qiao Tian was like a towering giant tree, blocking a lot of open guns and hidden arrows for the Zhao family.

The Zhao family's business is not big, and they are safe when they are rich, and they have a smooth journey, of course, they have no experience and concepts to deal with these.

Qiao Tian thought thoughtfully, "There is such a thing as a sense of crisis, which should not be lost at any time." ”

When he first used the clothing company to fight with this 'incense', he did experiments, and the 'incense' was in Gao Xiaowei's hands, and it was probably really not on the table, and it couldn't see the light, or there were other constraints, but if the opponent of the 'incense' was careful enough, those accidents would become much easier.

It's not really completely unconfrontational.

There is no such thing in the world that cannot be dealt with at all, and even the destiny of heaven can be changed.

Qiao Tian's expression was quite cold: "But it is impossible for us to tell the truth to the Zhao family directly." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Mu Qingyun, which was quite a bit of a warning.

Mu Qingyun: "......"

Jia Junhao looked at her with a strange expression, looked at the time, and said helplessly: "Hurry up and go to bed, you won't be able to study tomorrow morning?" ”

Although he didn't know the specifics, he didn't worry too much.

Mr. Joe is ready, what else can go wrong?

Mu Qingyun quickly washed up, shrunk into the warm quilt and fell asleep.

At night, however, I dreamed of a black sea pouring in, a huge wave, a dream of the earth cracking, flames coming out of the cracks in the ground, and a dream of a rabbit growing a man tall and two big fangs that could chew up human bones.

It's messy and illogical.

When he got up the next day, Mu Qingyun poured two large bowls of sweet soy milk in a row, and then he felt more energetic.

Today, Teacher Jia didn't go to school because of something, so Mu Qingyun went out to get on the bus by himself, and saw Zhao Yang as soon as he arrived at the bus stop.

Zhao Yang was carrying a schoolbag, talking to Grandma Qiao and a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was wearing a long beige windbreaker, and he looked like Zhao Yang by six or seven points, obviously his father.

"Mr. Mu."

When Zhao Yang saw Mu Qingyun, he was both surprised and a little happy, "Are you going to school?" Just drop by, together? ”

Mu Qingyun blinked, and walked over with a turn of his feet.

"You are classmate Mu, I always hear this stinky boy in our family talk about you, classmate Mu is the only one who makes this kid in our family never forget."

Zhao Yang's face turned red all of a sudden.

Mu Qingyun greeted generously: "Grandma Qiao, Uncle Zhao." ”

Grandma Qiao couldn't laugh, took Mu Qingyun's schoolbag, sent her to the car, and said with a smile: "How can this be compared in one place?" We are still students. ”

Zhao Yang couldn't cry or laugh: "Mom, it seems that classmate Mu is not a student." ”

"That's different."

Grandma Qiao smiled with crooked eyebrows.

When the car started, Uncle Zhao was very good at talking, and even the animations and TV series that students like to watch recently can talk about the truth.

After a while, when it came to the recent business encounters with some unparticular opponents, Mu Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly, and he took the opportunity to say: "Uncle Zhao, I heard Zhao Yang say that your family doesn't invite bodyguards, it is said that you are doing business so big, the little peach in the family is young, and Grandma Qiao is old again, should you invite a few more bodyguards......

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Zhao and Zhao Yang both laughed.

Zhao Yang said in a low voice: "Ahem, my dad is going crazy, don't mind." ”

Sure enough, Mr. Zhao patted his arm with great interest: "What kind of bodyguards do you want, our Daming Kingdom, what mess doesn't dare to stand on the table, besides, don't underestimate your Uncle Zhao, my old guys have bodyguards at home, and few of them can beat me!" ”

"I exercise every day, I have learned jiu-jitsu seriously, I have practiced wrestling, look at your uncle and my muscles, there are really bad people, and they are also here to deliver food."

Mr. Zhao smiled, even in the face of Mu Qingyun, he didn't have a tone to deal with it, "Reality is not a novel, it's not a TV series, there are not so many swords and swords, we do business harmoniously and make money, we really don't need to be like those bosses on TV, standing behind me with two rows of black suits and black sunglasses to play majestic." ”

Mu Qingyun: "......"

She tried several times to dig out the sense of crisis in the Zhao family, but she was defeated.

Then she understood, indeed, as Mr. Qiao said, Zhao Yang is so meticulous in learning God, and the family is actually Ma Daha.