Chapter 524：

Chapter 524

Yan Hong is still bombarding with text messages, [How is your health? 】【Where are you now? 】

After sending more than a dozen messages in a row and no reply, he couldn't help but hit him again, only to find that he had been blocked.

He was so angry that he regarded the phone as Mo Shao Shen's person, and knocked on the table a few times before giving up, but his mood was much more relaxed.

It is good that people are still alive.

Yan Hong leaned on the chair for a while, got up to pour a glass of water, and suddenly an international news popped up on the mobile phone on the table.

#Huaguo super rich is suspected of being shot to death in his private villa#

Yan Hong's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly clicked on the news on his mobile phone. When he saw the very familiar villa in the photo, he froze on the spot.

one day ago.

After Lu Yilan and her husband Mo Xianlin arrived at the Los Angeles Airport, Mo Xianlin developed high blood pressure because of staying up late to work before departure and traveling a long distance.

Although Lu Yilan was concerned about her son, she also felt sorry for her husband. After getting off the plane, she immediately accompanied Mo Xianlin to the hospital.

Mo Xianlin stayed in the hospital for a day, and when his blood pressure returned to normal, he didn't even have time to go through the discharge procedures, so he accompanied his wife Lu Yilan to two places where Mo Shaoshen went to look for someone in Los Angeles.

They went to the house under the name of Lu Yilan in the center of the city first, and rushed to the empty place. The couple went to Mo Shaoshen's villa outside the city to find it.

At the same time, Antonio, who had sneaked back from China, was in a farmhouse three kilometers away from the villa, observing every move of "Mo Shao Shen" in the villa through a telescope.

Xu Xing's substitute was very professional, imitating Mo Shaochen's words and deeds vividly. At least, Antonio stared at it for two whole days and found nothing wrong.

"Boss, I got something."

Hearing the report of his subordinates, Antonio put down the telescope, glanced at the metal box on the ground, and motioned for his subordinates to open it.

With a few crisp clicks, the metal box lid was opened, and inside was a black sniper wooden warehouse with a cold light.

"Boss, this is the sniper wooden warehouse with the longest range so far. It has hit a target 3,200 meters away. In order to get it, we sacrificed a lot of people."

"Not bad, don't worry, I won't let my people sacrifice in vain."

Seeing Antonio's satisfied expression, the subordinates took out the various parts one by one, put them on the table, and prepared to start assembling, but Antonio's cool hoarse voice stopped him.

"I will do it myself."

Antonio calmly assembled the wooden sniper barn, placed it on the transom of the farmhouse attic, aimed at the villa three kilometers away, and then lay on the ground like a poisonous snake, silently waiting for the "deadly". One hit" opportunity.

In the villa.

"Mo Shaoshen", as usual, would walk around the villa twice after getting up in the morning. After breakfast, he would go back to the study in the bedroom to do some work. After taking a nap in the afternoon, he would sometimes go fishing by the lake in the backyard, or go fishing in the villa. The small platform on the second floor serves afternoon tea.

The small platform is right towards the farmhouse.

Antonio was waiting for this opportunity.

When Mo Xianlin and Lu Yilan got out of the car, they happened to see the "son" sitting on the small platform on the second floor of the villa, Lu Yilan's tears suddenly fell.

"It's Ah Chen, he's really fine, that's great..."

Mo Xianlin quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped his wife's tears in distress, "Look at what I said before, you see he still has the time to drink afternoon tea, happier than me..."

Before the voice could fall, a sharp howling of the wind broke into the ears of the two of them.

The two of them looked up subconsciously and saw "Mo Shao Shen" sitting on the small platform on the second floor of the villa, and fell straight down to the next floor.

"A Shen—"

Accompanied by Lu Yilan's heart-piercing screams, countless black-clothed bodyguards quickly poured out from all around, surrounding Mo Xianlin, Lu Yilan, and the entire villa.

Mo Xianlin kept his wife in his arms, but stared straight at the "son" who fell from the small platform on the second floor onto the lawn, his face was frightened and his eyes were blood red.

After a while of panic.

Although the bodyguards found the farmhouse two minutes later, there was no one inside. If there was still a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, they even suspected that they had found the wrong place.

"A Chen! A Chen!"

It was not until the danger was eliminated that Mo Xianlin protected his grief-stricken wife towards "Mo Shaoshen", who was protected by the bodyguards using his body as a wall of flesh.

"A Shen—"

Seeing the "son" lying sideways on the ground, the lawn under him was smudged with blood, Lu Yilan couldn't bear the blow any longer, and passed out in Mo Xianlin's arms.

Mo Xianlin hugged his wife tightly, but the look in his eyes changed from sadness to surprise.

Although he is 60 years old, he is not so old that he can't even recognize his own son.

Although the exposed half of his face is almost identical to his son's, he is very sure that this is not his son.

Lu Yilan didn't wake up until night, looking at the familiar room environment, she was stunned for a while before she got up and walked out of the bedroom and went down to the living room on the first floor.

The attractive aroma of food wafted from the door of the kitchen, and from time to time there was a "chacha" sound of cutting vegetables. Lu Yilan stood there for a while before walking to the kitchen.

"Xianlin."

Mo Xianlin was struggling to cut shredded potatoes when he suddenly heard his wife call him, his hand shook slightly, and a **** cut was cut on his index finger.

He didn't care about stopping the bleeding, he threw down the kitchen knife and walked towards his wife, "Lan Lan, are you awake? Are you hungry? Sit down for a while, and I can eat when I'm done cooking. I stewed your favorite coconut chicken soup. ."

Lu Yilan was ignorantly helped by Mo Xianlin to sit on the sofa in the living room, and when the other party turned to go back to the kitchen, he grabbed him.

"Xianlin, I had a terrible dream this afternoon."

Mo Xianlin paused for a while, turned to look at his wife helplessly, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream, just wake up."

Tears welled up in Lu Yilan's eyes in an instant, "Really? Is it alright when you wake up?"

Mo Xianlin took his wife in his arms, and gently comforted her with a big hand on her back, "Really, I promise."

Lu Yilan, who fluttered in her husband's arms, burst into tears.

…

After lunch, Qin Ming took Luo Guihua and Aunt Liu around the village hall before sending them back to Qin's house.

"Aunt Luo, I'm going to the crew for a meeting tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I'll come pick you and Sister Liu to the Forbidden City?"

Luo Guihua didn't want to trouble Qin Ming very much, but thinking that Sister Liu had talked to her about going to the Forbidden City before, she agreed.

Qin Dahai was fishing in the backyard, Luo Guihua and Sister Liu went to see him fishing for a while before returning to the guest room for a lunch break.

Luo Osmanthus slept for a long time without falling asleep, so she simply got up and called her daughter Tang Xiu.

Mrs. Chen had just finished the phone call with the bank's account manager, and the other party told her that the only way to cash out the wealth management product she was using was mortgage and transfer.

Either way, she would lose a lot of money, and she was in a bad mood.

"Mom, if you have something to say, hurry up, I'm very busy right now."

Hearing her daughter's impatient tone, Luo Guihua endured her sadness and said cautiously, "Can I meet Yueyue?"