Perfectly restrained on the brink of murder, Rong Luchi got out of the car and looked at Lu Baoer, who was sitting on the ground like a ball of mud.

There was a puddle of urine on the ground, and Lu Baoer was sitting on the ground, pale and shivering.

He raised his eyebrows: "Lu Baoer, explain clearly, otherwise the car will run over you next time." Rong Luchi looked down on others, his tone like Yama.

Good and evil can be separated in just a moment!

Seeing this, Mu Sen immediately ordered his men to take Lu Baoer away.

After such intimidation, I guess he won't dare to hide anything anymore.

"Mu, get in the car." Mu Sen heard Rong Luchi calling him.

He immediately took the order and walked forward, then opened the passenger door and got in.

"Boss, are we going back? Lu Baoer is talking about Madam. How can we confirm this?"

Rong Luchi felt a chill rushing to his forehead. He slammed on the brakes and even he himself rushed forward due to inertia.

"Get off the car, go to the interrogation, I will go back by myself!"

"BOSS..."

"Go down."

"Okay!" Mu Sen didn't say anything else.

Because such matters are so sensitive, he believes that the boss should have his own judgment.

…

In the basement.

There are layers of infrared automatic doors, and the innermost layer is as hard as a solid wall of iron and steel.

The people from Mu Sen pulled Lu Baoer in, put her on a bench, and then woke her up.

The bright incandescent light shone down, and Lu Baoer was dazzled by the glare and had to open her eyes.

The torture has just begun!

…

Hospital.

Zhou Mianmian wanted to go see her because she was worried about her good sister.

But Jiang Mo blocked his way.

"Zhou Mianmian, wait a minute." Jiang Mo called her.

Zhou Mianmian didn't care and wanted to find Wanwan.

She was very worried about something as big as that happening.

Once she starts thinking, she becomes very focused.

Or pacing back and forth.

Zhou Mianmian walked too fast and was distracted.

He missed a step on the stairs and almost fell forward.

Fortunately, Jiang Mo acted quickly and grabbed her.

"Watch the road, don't fall." He pulled her into his arms.

A terrible idea suddenly popped up in Zhou Mianmian's mind.

"Jiang Mo, is there a possibility that our every move has been monitored? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that such a car accident happened the day before the wedding!" Zhou Mianmian looked up at the man in front of her.

She spoke with a hint of fear, her pupils dilated, and her expression abnormal.

Someone was watching their every move in the dark like a ghost.

It's everywhere, hidden where they can't see.

"You said someone is watching us? Why do you say that?" Jiang Mo hugged her soft body.

Compared to the anger in her heart just now, the pleasant fragrance of tea on her body lingered in her nose, and she quietly let him hug her.

The two looked into each other's eyes, very close to each other.

The two people's breaths intertwined and blew on each other's faces.

Zhou Mianmian was so frightened by this thought that her limbs and back felt cold.

My heart is in a mess.

Only then did Jiang Mo see clearly that the little woman was anxious just now, not because she was angry, but because her words resolved the doubts in his heart.

Jiang Mo's dark eyes, as calm as a deep pool, stared carefully at the pair of clear black eyes in front of him.

The big hand on the waist was so familiar to me...

"Brother Rong and Brother Gu are both investigating this matter. Once you've had a good rest, I'll also go over it carefully a few more times. Don't worry."

This little woman was covered in bruises, but she didn't care about herself and was only thinking about investigating those things.

It really gave Jiang Mo a headache.

"Go and check it out quickly. Tell me when you have found out. I still have things to do." Zhou Mianmian broke free from Jiang Mo's arms.

He stood still, looking thoughtful.

"Then go and rest first."

"good!"

Zhou Mianmian no longer insisted on going to see Wanwan. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions. If Wanwan knew that Grandpa Song was gone, she would not be able to withstand the blow.

What's more, Wanwan still has no children...?