Chapter 2384 You Are Thoughtful

He Chunwang's death was quite bizarre. The data provided by the laboratory department proved that neither of the two glasses of water was poisonous. The only explanation was that He Chunwang had already hidden poison in his body.

Mu Yuan remembered a TV series he had seen before. Someone smeared poison on the edge of the quilt, and someone hid poison under the fingernails. These were places where it was easy to hide drugs and would not be discovered. The inspection might not be comprehensive. Once He Chunwang died, the clues Jack wanted were cut off, and it was almost impossible to prove Roosevelt's crime.

He Chunwang was not in the interrogation room, revealing the affair between Mu Yuan and Jack, and was protecting Mu Yuan. It was even more impossible for Jack to use him to deal with Roosevelt.

Mu Yuan asked, "Can you give me He Chunwang's body?"

Jack said coldly, "The person is dead, what do you want his body for?"

"Cremated it, find a place to bury it, you also said that the person is dead and will not come back to life, so there is no point in keeping a body."

At the entrance of the hospital, Jack's face was as cold as ice, and he did not answer Mu Yuan's question.

In the past, the way to deal with corpses was just to cremate them and throw them away.

"He Chunwang didn't give you what you wanted, so don't be angry, right? People are dead, all grudges are gone, and there is nothing to pursue." Mu Yuan said earnestly, "Why are you arguing with a dead person?"

"Whatever you want!" Jack said coldly, "You really care about He Chunwang!"

He walked away, and Mu Yuan was helpless. He Chunwang died beside him at the last moment, and he didn't reveal a word about him and Jack.

He kept thinking about He Chunwang's smile. He died with a smile, without any resentment. Before he died, he didn't want to betray anyone, and didn't want to say a word. Just seeing him once, he took all the secrets to the grave.

It was not difficult for Mu Yuan to find a corpse. The anti-terrorism department specially sent someone to keep an eye on this matter. Seeing He Chunwang being cremated, Mu Yuan held a box of ashes and planned to take He Chunwang back to his hometown and bury him next to He Jing. It was also considered a return to his hometown. The Chinese people attach the most importance to returning to their roots, and Mu Yuan is no exception.

He Chunwang's funeral was handled, and some cases involved in Mu Yuan were also concluded. Basically, his mission in New York was over. In the future, all matters here will be handed over to undercover agents, and it is not convenient for him to contact them again.

Mu Yuan planned to invite Jack to dinner before returning home as a farewell, but he never thought that he received an unexpected call and was invited to a small villa in the suburbs.

Outside the door, there were guards patrolling and people coming and going.

They were all special forces with live ammunition.

Mu Yuan was not afraid that Roosevelt would force him to stay in New York. He had a location and tracking system on him. If Roosevelt was not stupid, he would not do anything to him. He could probably guess the purpose of this famous person looking for him, so he calmly drank tea and played with his mobile phone under the supervision of a group of agents.

A group of white agents looked at each other without looking sideways, but they all looked at him from the corner of their eyes. Many people were unfamiliar with Mu Yuan. Most of these people were transferred from the SEALs and rarely heard of Mu Yuan. Recently, Mu Yuan has been thriving here, and he is also involved in He Chunwang and Jack. He has gradually become famous. He Chunwang is still secondary, and the main thing is Lieutenant Colonel Anderson.

A mysterious rumor has long been spread, saying that this major and Lieutenant Colonel Anderson have an unclear relationship, which is extremely ambiguous, and all men understand what it means.

At this moment, he was sitting on a European-style sofa, crossing his legs, drinking tea, and playing games. He didn't look like a top special forces soldier at all. Although this group of special forces soldiers were Roosevelt's men, they were all fanatical fans of Lieutenant Colonel Anderson. In terms of individual combat, no one could compete with Lieutenant Colonel Anderson, and no one could compare to his illustrious military exploits. He was the idol of all special forces soldiers.

It was inevitable that people would have some doubts. Was the young man sitting on the sofa really related to Lieutenant Colonel Anderson as the mysterious rumors said?