Chapter 675

Li Qiao closed the file and quietly looked at the opposite police officer, "are all the details of the crime here?"

The other side carefully glanced at Shang Yu, "yes, the idea of this case is too long, and the criminal investigation team in charge of the case has been transferred away, no matter how many details we don't know."

This police officer is only in his early 30s. He has heard a little about the old case, but most of them are copycat.

Li Qiao said thank you, got up and went back to Shang Yu, "let's go."

The man put his arm around her shoulder and winked at the rain, then took Li Qiao out of the archives.

Back in the car, Li Qiao's expression is very indifferent, not sad or happy, not even a trace of fluctuations.

Shang Yu took her hand and kneaded it gently, waiting for her to clear up her mind in silence.

After a while, Li Qiao returned to her senses and felt the warmth of her fingertips. She raised her lips and said, "nearly a hundred people of the Mu family died in a tragic night, and even the autopsy results were not available. Is it too strange?"

This does not include the servants and cronies of the Mu family's old house. According to the description in the file, no one in the Mu family survived.

The scale of tragedy is enough to shock the world, but the dossier is only ten thin pages.

If she insists that she is Li Qiao, then the Palmer family will have nothing to do with her.

Shang Yu took her hand and put it on her lips. He pecked it lightly, thin lips slightly, and said, "whatever you want, just check it. If you don't want to check, just let yourself go."

Let go of yourself.

This sentence has shown his attitude.

Li Qiao side head and man eye contact, smile, "business father's meaning?"

"It doesn't matter." Shang Yu gave a low answer.

Li Qiao curved her lips and said, "let me see..."

Shang Yu Ying Sheng, no one continues this topic.

Maybe they know each other well enough, so without Li Qiao's knowledge, all forces in the dark hall are still closely investigating the bloody incident more than 20 years ago.

Li Qiao didn't wait for her to make a decision, but that afternoon she received a call from France.

Song Laoliu put his voice in his ear in a straight line, "son, Mo Jue's identity has been finished."

Li Qiao was bathed in the sunshine on the garden bench, resting lazily on the back of the curved chair, and asked lazily, "well, what's the international wind like?"

"There is no news. I have released the news of Mo Jue's arrest through Interpol, and all major museums have also sent thank-you letters. From now on, as long as she doesn't commit any more crimes, Mo Jue's name will disappear in the world."

After a few seconds, he asked in a dull voice, "do you know Mo Jue's real gender?"

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