Chapter 104

And wish Jiang a Luo Dong, Mo Jingyao understand why people outside dare to his territory to take away the metaphor, originally luowanyi's advice.

"Mo Shao, I just got the news, have sent people to check, the prescription of wish Hong was yesterday afternoon Miss Yu sent to wish Hong, there is information as evidence."

"Go to take several sets of decoction of Yushi prescription and test it for me to show Zhu Gang that there is no toxicity certificate. I believe Yu color is not a quack." Mo Jingyao still insisted on his own identification.

Anyway, there is no need to ask simile, he just chooses to believe in it.

Recalling the woman he met at the seaside that day, he didn't want to save that woman. If it wasn't a metaphor, he would not have saved.

I didn't expect that woman was in trouble with metonymy.

"Yes, go ahead." Lu Jiang should, but it didn't hang up immediately.

"What else?"

"Mo Shao, this time, I wish my brother wish Hong that she had a lot of trouble with her neighbors. They called the hotline and made a lot of noise."

"When do you wish red the medicine?"

"This morning."

"I drank the new prescription one morning and I wish Hong died, and then I went to the top. It should not be just that my neighbors were involved in it. Someone must be promoting the situation and going to check it immediately."

Hung up the phone, Mo Jingyao was about to go upstairs, listening to the "Fu" a dull sound, a head-up on the face of the metaphor.

It is the voice of the simile mobile phone landing.

She stood there quietly, and it should have been a while.

At this moment, he was not sure how much he had just heard from Lujiang's phone.

However, the metonymy can be determined as soon as it opens.

"I wish you red death?" It was still a quiet voice, but the slight tremor of the fingertip of the hand and finger of the metaphor was leaking everything.

"Yes, since you hear it, you will not be kept away."

"Impossible, my prescription can not have problems. Mo Jingyao, I want to find out the truth of the matter." Since she knew Mo Jingyao, she prescribed all the prescriptions she had given her, but every time it was very symptomatic.

That proved that what she had was absolutely a real and effective prescription.

Besides, she sent the prescription to Zhu Hong. She checked it carefully several times before she sent it.

Just for, the medicine, this kind of thing, wrong is likely to be fatal.

So she has always been very strict.

"I know, it's not your fault, it must be..."

"Yu se, you're arrested." However, Mo Jingyao had not finished a word, and was interrupted.

Mo Jingyao turned cold and turned, and his eyes fell on the intruder, "you have the key?"

His villa in the mountain, with the key to the gate, except for the security here, only two people have.

He is.

Luowanyi.

It's not him, it's lovanyi.

"Ink is small, this is not the point. Since the metaphor is here, please follow us." The visitors have already fixed their eyes on the simile, and they are all on the body of simile.

"If I don't agree?" Mo Jingyao gently pull, then Yu salad to the back, with his tall cover her petite.

"Mo Shao, you can protect her, but Mo group will pay a heavy price for this. If you don't hand over the metaphor today, the market will be opened in the morning, Mohist will directly stop."

"They got to Mohs?" Without asking Lu Jiang, he looked at the face of the person. Mo Jingyao had guessed that this is why luowanyi handed over the key.

"Yes, so don't blame the person who gave me the key. She can't bet on the future of Mohist group, and she believes that Mo Shao will not bet on her career."

Mo Jingyao slightly twisted his eyebrows, and did not refute the man's words.

Suddenly, holding the simile hand, he walked step by step towards the man.

His hand was wide and dry, and he held the simile hand tightly, and in a flash he came to the man.

"Mo Jing Yao, I will prove it to be clear." Yu se said, a flick of ink Jingyao's hand will follow this person to leave.

Recently, she seems to have an indissoluble relationship with the Bureau, and the two sides of the three days have been fixed on.

Or, just go in once, and when she finds out the truth, she will come out.

This time, she did not want to be involved with Mo Jingyao and Mo group. She carried her own affairs.

She didn't do it, she didn't have to be afraid and didn't have to worry.

After Yu se finished, he reached out his hand to the man.

Wish red die, hear this news moment, she tries to keep herself calm.

It's a strange thing.

The cold handcuffs came to her.

Yu color closed his eyes, this moment, I don't know who to blame.

Blame oneself soft heart to save a dying child mother?

No.

If she had to choose again, she would choose to save and wish her a red.Just thinking of Zhu Xu, she was deeply grieved. Zhu Hong died. The saddest thing must be Zhu Xu.

Children over four years old must be crying hard.

The handcuffs are cold.

The handcuffs fell on her wrist.

"Mo Jingyao, help me take care of Zhu Xu." Yu se said quickly at the moment when the handcuffs were about to be handcuffed, and then he would start to leave with the man.

But she had not yet taken a step, she felt a wind to her side.

Before she could react, Mo Jingyao hit the man in front of him with one hand, and the handcuffs on his wrist fell to the ground before she could.

Then, without waiting for the metaphor to return, Mo Jingyao pulls her and runs away.

"Where are you going, Mo Jingyao?"

"To prove that Zhu Hong's death has nothing to do with you."

Metaphor wants to earn, but the man pulls her forward with great momentum, so that she can't earn him at all.

Out of the villa in a flash.

Bugatti is hidden in the fresh mountain air, and Mo Jingyao puts the metaphor directly into the car.

It was soon out of the gate.

On the side of the gate is the police car.

Someone came up and said, "stop."

Mo Jingyao did not seem to see the general, hit the steering wheel, and then the car shot out like an arrow.

Bugatti just drove up the Panshan Road, and the police car in the back started.

Then "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

The sound of the sound in the color of the heart, let her upset.

Suddenly, she turned to see Mo Jingyao, "Mo Jingyao, I want to get off."

The man didn't say a word and went on driving.

"Mo Jingyao, I think well. No matter how fast you drive, they can stop your car as long as they say hello to their colleagues. Even if you can bypass all the police cars and take me to the destination, I will be taken away by their colleagues who have been waiting there before I get out of the car and have no time to find out the truth." When you finish the word gently, the metaphor is clear and calm.

Anyway, the result is the same in the end. There is no time to find out the facts. It's better for her to follow the police. Maybe the police will give her a chance to identify Zhu Hong.