Chapter 678

Chapter 678

The man's cold gaze fell on the police officer as if he had any substance. The latter felt a chill down his spine, hurriedly said "excuse me", turned around and trotted into the police car.

The window of the rear seat was lowered slowly, Li Qiao leaned against the window frame, raised her chin, "Remember to help me pick it up."

Shang Yu lowered his lower eyelids in response.

In an instant, the police car drove out of Manor Avenue.

Luo Yu looked at Shang Yu's back with frowning eyes, opened his lips several times, but didn't make any sound.

The man didn't turn around until he lost sight of the taillights of the police car.

Luo Yu looked at him, with rare dissatisfaction in his eyes, "Boss, why don't you call the headquarters?"

As soon as he made a phone call, the matter was resolved.

Why should the police take Li Qiao away?

Shang Yu Junyan walked up the steps in front of the door coldly, his thin lips were pursed white, completely ignoring Luo Yu's inquiry, and ordered in a low voice, "Go back to the old house."

He can make a shot, but doesn't have to.

Those people have already started to take action against Li Qiao. If he blocks it, the other party will continue to use other methods.

Because from now on, she is already in the game and cannot avoid it.

...

In Shang's old house, Shang Yu walked into the tea room, just as Shang Zonghai hung up the phone.

The sky is cloudy and the clouds are thick.

Behind the man is a large gray cumulus cloud.

The eyes of the father and son met in the air, and there was a faint sense of tension.

Steward Xiao poked his head inside with a worried face, and when he was about to speak, Shang Zonghai waved his hand, "Go and do your work."

The double doors were closed, and Shang Yu sat on the grand master's chair opposite the tea table, folded his legs, lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette, "Is this your purpose?"

Shang Zonghai was flipping through the medical book in his hand, and took a leisurely look at him, "The girl was really taken away?"

"There is your eyeliner in the manor, why ask more?"

Shang Yu turned his head and blew out a puff of thin smoke. The smoke was mixed with the fragrance of tea and surrounded him, but the atmosphere became more and more stalemate.

Shang Zonghai turned the page unhurriedly, lowered his eyes and said: "Those people are protecting the girl, don't you know?"

"You know what I'm asking."

The conversation between the father and son seems to be irrelevant.

But there is an invisible game filled with gunpowder.

Shang Zonghai's eyes paused, he raised his head from the medical book, and pushed down the frame on the bridge of his nose, "I heard that she went to the police station voluntarily?"

Shang Yu pinched the cigarette with his finger, his eyes were as deep as ink, "In order to push her to the Mu family, you must have worked hard."

"You're wrong." Shang Zonghai put down the medical book and took a sip of tea, "If she doesn't want to, no matter how hard I work, it will be in vain."

The man was silent, but the cold light in his eyes became more intense and compelling.

Shang Zonghai was as stable as Mount Tai, leaned over to pick up the cigarette case, and took out a cigarette, "Shaoyan, some things are destined to be hidden. Don't think that I know everything but deliberately want to hide it from you. On the day when the Mu family had an accident, I It happened to be temporarily transferred from Pama, and when I got the news, it was already the next day, and it was too late."

He pressed the lighter, puffed on the cigarette a few times, "I never paid attention to this kind of trick of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, but my mistake was that I believed too much in the strength of the Mu family."

At this time, Shang Yu flicked the cigarette ash indifferently, "Are you sure she is the child of the Mu family?"

Shang Zonghai's movement of sending cigarettes to his mouth paused, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes behind the glasses, "I sent her to Nanyang myself, so how could it be wrong?"

Shang Yu raised his eyelids abruptly, "You?"

Shang Zonghai sighed regretfully, "Three members of the Mu family's younger generation died young. Ao Fan and Yi Lan also felt that the surge of forces from all sides was very unusual, so they gave birth to a girl After that, please ask me to send it to Nanyang Li's house."

The man's Adam's apple rose and fell, and his voice was hoarse, "Then?"

Shang Zonghai got up from the table, walked around the tea stand, and recalled the narration: "I sent the girl away the second day after she was born. Yilan declared that the child was a dead baby. Later... less than half a month later, Mu Something happened to the whole family."

...

Meanwhile, the Old Town Police Station.

Li Qiao sat in the inquiry room and waited for half an hour.

A large one-way mirror on the left side reflected her delicate and cold side face, and she did not take a sip of the glass of cool warm water on the table, occasionally glanced at the mirror next to her from the corner of her eye, and her eyes were slightly mocking.

She is holding the mobile phone and playing the game quietly.

Behind him and above his head is a camera with flashing red dots.

Next to the one-way mirror, several police officers were discussing something in low voices while observing Li Qiao.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door of the office, and the police officers turned their heads in unison. When they saw the old man walking beside the deputy director, they immediately greeted him politely, "Old Ming, you are here."

The Patriarch of the Ming Family, Ming Zhiyuan is over eighty years old.

The old man walked in slowly in a gray Tang suit. He looked in the one-way mirror, and his slightly cloudy eyes stared at Li Qiao without blinking.

"Old Ming, she was the one who went to the Cultural Park with the young master of the Shang family yesterday, and she is still waiting for the interrogation, so don't worry too much."

The land of the Cultural Park is all owned by the Ming family.

Now that the cultural park under the jurisdiction of the government is on fire, if the truth is not investigated as soon as possible, it may be difficult to block the mouths of many people, and it is impossible to explain to Ming Lao.

Standing in front of the mirror, Ming Zhiyuan saw Li Qiao's face up close, as if dreaming back thirty years ago.

Jing Yilan, that high-spirited woman who overturned the entire stock market pattern, almost perfectly matched the face in front of her.

She is Jing Yilan's child, there is no doubt about it.

No wonder the Mu family announced that Jing Yilan had given birth to a dead baby. It seems...they had already made preparations to cut the bottom line.

Ming Zhiyuan swayed slightly, supported the corner of the table with one hand, and rubbed his temples on both sides, "You should interrogate according to the procedure. No matter what the result is, my Ming family's land cannot be lost in vain."

Several police officers inadvertently looked at the deputy chief with embarrassed expressions.

Ming Zhiyuan was the direct loser, so it was only natural for him to demand compensation.

But behind this girl is the Parma Shang family, a family of traditional Chinese medicine that has a close relationship with the chief.

Neither side can afford to offend.

The deputy director received the help-seeking eyes from the police officers, and made a secret gesture to tell them to be calm.

After that, he sent Ming Zhiyuan away with a smile on his face.

Outside the corridor, when Ming Chengxun saw the figure of the old man, he walked quickly, nodded to the deputy chief, and the grandfather and grandson left the police station without a sound.

"Grandpa, I'm not wrong, isn't it very similar?"

Ming Zhiyuan's eyes became more and more cloudy, he remembered something, and sighed continuously, "It's a crime, it's really a crime."

Ming Chengxun was puzzled, supported his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, why do you say that? You have kept that portrait, and the person on it should be your old friend. How could it be a crime?"

Ming Zhiyuan turned a deaf ear to his inquiry, and kept chanting all the way, becoming a little dazed.

In the end, there are still fish that slipped through the net...

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