"Have you sent someone to check? Why didn't you tell me? " Muqiqi's expression was a little irritated.

"I'll let you know when I have found out." Gently put her in her arms, Mo yanjue said softly.

Although there was no result, he had expected something.

And if necessary, I will do an autopsy for the old man Mu who has already been settled down. I wonder if Qiqi can agree?

"Is there any progress now?" For so long, I don't know if I can get any clues. Besides, she was not at home at that time. Even if grandpa didn't say that natural death was killed by some people with bad intentions, they couldn't get evidence.

There is no evidence, even if they break the sky, they can't cure some people's crimes.

"Not yet." Mo yanjue's expression was serious and his voice was low, and he thought about whether to tell her.

A flash of loss flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she lowered her head slightly. She didn't know what to say for a while.

"The leader of the police station gave me a suggestion. If you want to know whether old Mu died normally, there is a way to know." For a long time, after some hesitation, Mo yanjue opened his mouth.

"What can I do?" Mu Qiqi raises her eyes, which are full of expectation. She is willing to do anything as long as she can find out the truth of Grandpa's death.

"Autopsy!"

Hearing these two words, Muqiqi's heart trembled faintly. She could not understand what autopsy meant.

The old people all pay attention to local security, but ·

Muqiqi has some problems.

Now, the reason for Grandpa's death is just her guess. If Grandpa is really like Su Xiaofeng's saying of natural birth, old age and death, it's not unfilial to do an autopsy for Grandpa.

But if her suspicions are correct, then they can bring back the murderer who is at large... After the tangle, Mu Qiqi looks at Mo yanjue very seriously, "I agree, but I don't know if Mu Linsheng will agree?"

Deep eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light. When mentioning this Mu Lin Sheng, Mo yanjue involuntarily thought of the scene when he went to the guard house to see him.

So ruthless person, maybe the death of old man mu can't be separated from him. If the autopsy tells him, I'm afraid it can't be done.

So pondering for a moment, he gently kisses Mu Qiqi's forehead to show his comfort, "don't worry, give it to me, I promise to find out what happened."

Muqiqi closed her eyes and enjoyed the warmth and peace he brought her at this moment.

"Well, it's late. Let's go down early and have a rest. Let's talk about something tomorrow."

"Good!"

······The next morning, Muqiqi received a phone call from the presidential palace.

Mrs. Long asked her if there were any arrangements for the Mid Autumn Festival Mohist school? If not, would you like to come home to celebrate the festival with them.

Muqiqi is actually planning to do the same. After all, this is the first reunion night for her to find her own parents. She should be with them, but she hasn't discussed it with moyanjue yet. She doesn't know what he thinks.

Just thinking about how to answer, Mo yanjue came over from the bathroom, wiping her hair at will, and asked her, "whose phone?"

Muqiqi chuckled: "it's my mother. She asked me if I would like to go home for the Mid Autumn Festival."

"Good!" Put the towel in your hand on the dresser. Mo yanjue looks in the mirror and answers quickly.

To him so straightforward, Mu Qiqi is a little flattered, "what about Grandpa and grandma? Are you not going to accompany them? "

Mo yanjue looked back and smiled at her gently. "I have my own arrangements."