Chapter 1127

Every knife is in disorder. It's really a wound caused by group fighting.

Mo Qing has seen the remains of the dead, but there is no note.

He remembers that when he was watching the surveillance, he put the note in his pocket.

Asked the cheetah, "did you check all the surveillance he passed by?"

"Yes."

"Did you see him handle that note?"

"When he got out of the Internet bar, he lit a cigarette with that note."

I know how to get rid of the note. It seems that I have been told.

Mo Qing feels more and more that this thug is dead.

"Did you catch the murderer?"

"Yes, they are also gangsters. It's said that the two gangs robbed the site of the protection fee. There was a conflict. The boy beat the other party's people, and then the other party's people called someone to cut him down."

"It's just for revenge. There's no other reason, such as someone paying for his life." The gangster just sent an email and was cut down. Mo Qing naturally thought of killing people.

"Yes, it's their boss who told them to cut it."

"Did they catch the boss?"

"No, I ran away."

"You let officer Zhou take this case more seriously, and catch their boss anyway."

"Good."

Mo Qing looked back and saw Gu Xiaoran looking down and thinking, holding her shoulder, "what do you think?"

"I want to see the child's grandmother."

"Good."

In an old dilapidated house, an old man in his seventies was lying on a hard wooden bed, padded with a thin layer of broken cotton wadding, and the quilt was too old to see its original color.

As soon as I entered the room, I smelled a damp musty smell.

The neighbor said that the old man is very poor and usually lives on collecting rags.

Although his grandson is a gangster, he is still filial and will take it from home when he has money.

But the old man always wanted to save some money for his grandson, so the money he took back was not willing to use, so he saved it all.

The day before yesterday, her grandson came back and said that he would have a lot of money to cure his grandmother.

As a result, there was no money to come back, but the police came, saying that her grandson had died and asked her to identify the body.

When the old man heard that his grandson had died, he fainted and couldn't recognize his body.

Gu Xiaoran looked at the dying old man lying on the bed and called a few times. The old man just answered vaguely, but he didn't respond more.

It seems that nothing can be asked.

Gu Xiaoran looked a little uncomfortable in his heart and gently pulled lamoqing's sleeve. "She's so pitiful. Help her."

Mo Qing looked at the little woman in front of her fondly and said gently, "if you say help, help."

Mo Qing calls Shao Hui and asks his hospital to send an ambulance to pick up the old man and go to the hospital for treatment.

In addition, he asked Lin Yizhi to contact the nursing home for the elderly.

When the old man recovers, he will be sent to a nursing home.

When they came out of the old man's house, their hearts became heavy. Gu Xiaoran drove the car and saw Mo Qing sitting in the passenger seat, saying nothing.

If the case that he thought could have an ending is put on the card again, his mood will naturally be low.

Gu Xiaoran drove with one hand and gently covered the back of his hand with the other.

"There will be a way."

"Well." Mo Qing holds her little hand in her backhand.

From the perspective of Mohism, he is eager to know the answer and find the final black hand.

But I don't know why, the closer to the truth, the more uneasy his heart is.

There is a kind of ominous feeling.

Sometimes I'm afraid to go on and see the truth.

Gu Xiaoran looked into his eyes. He didn't know why. He suddenly felt a flash of fear in his heart.

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