Chapter 142

Mo Lingyuan was in control of the steering wheel, and when he drove all the way back to the Marshal's Mansion, he saw He Shougong coming out of the mansion, and accused him viciously: "A good man was sent to your mansion, but he died suddenly.

You told me that the gunshots last night were just a misunderstanding, but Ms. Zeng was covered in blood all over her body.

The person who escorted Miss Zeng also disappeared.

Doesn't the Young Marshal's Office plan to give the president an explanation?

If you don't like the people sent by our president, you can directly bring it up. What does it mean to ignore human lives like this? "

Mo Lingyuan slammed the car door, his handsome face dark as ink: "When is it your turn to be the servant of the Young Marshal's House? The president asked me for an explanation, and I will explain it clearly. What are you? Are you worthy of blaming me here?"

Manager He turned his head and saw the tall and long-legged Mo Lingyuan approaching him imposingly, his arrogance suddenly withered, "Sir, young commander?"

"My handsome young lady is missing, and I haven't found the chief executive yet." Mo Lingyuan was imposing, his long and narrow eyes seemed to be covered with ice and snow, as cold as a cold pool.

He Shougong couldn't argue, "This, this, the young marshal's wife is gone, what does it have to do with He?"

"He Dachang's people came here at midnight last night. What did they want to find out? My handsome young lady disappeared at that time. I want to ask you, where did you hide my handsome young lady?" Mo Lingyuan bit back.

He Shougong was suffocated to death: "Last night, I heard that someone shot at the Young Marshal's Mansion. The President ordered people to come over to find out the situation. Those people were locked out, but they didn't even enter the Young Marshal's Mansion.

Not to mention seeing the Young Marshal's wife, how could he hide the Young Marshal's wife without even seeing her shadow? "

Mo Lingyuan's voice was frozen, "I also want to know, you came to the Young Marshal's Mansion in the middle of the night, and you kept saying that you didn't see my handsome young wife, why did my handsome young lady disappear out of thin air?

Will she fly if she grows wings? "

Mo Lingyuan flicked his sleeves and walked in: "Throw people out to me, without my permission, you are not allowed to step into my young commander's mansion in the future."

Director He Da came majesticly, and was thrown out in a state of embarrassment, with all his old face lost.

The housekeeper didn't expect Mo Lingyuan to come back at this time, and his anxiety finally settled down. He fell miserably at Mo Lingyuan's feet, hugged his thigh, and cried, "It's all from this old slave." Wrong, the old slave did not manage the internal affairs well, young commander, you should punish the old slave."

Mo Lingyuan kicked the butler away, and walked towards the Moon-watching Pavilion: "Get out of my way first, now is not the time to ask the teacher for your crimes, and I will settle the score with you after I finish handling these messes."

The butler wiped the corners of his eyes with his cuff, got up from the ground in a hurry, chased after Mo Lingyuan, and trotted along the way...

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, the things inside were neatly arranged, as if she still lived here.

All the clothes he ordered for her from Yunshang Jinpu were folded and put in the cabinet, except for the clothes he was wearing, he didn't take any of them away.

Mo Lingyuan turned around, looked at the empty bedroom, clenched his fists, his throat was tight, and said in a low voice: "Search carefully for me, search the entire Young Marshal's Mansion several times, and don't miss any corner , Digging three feet into the ground will also dig out the young lady."

The housekeeper only felt that the young marshal was over-stimulated and lost his mind.

Digging three feet into the ground can only dig out the two corpses that have just been buried. How can it be possible to dig out the young lady?

"Yes." The butler didn't dare to disobey the order, and went to find the person himself.

Mo Lingyuan's gaze fell on the mahogany box on the dressing table, he clenched his back teeth, and lifted the lid of the box with trembling hands...