Chapter 1354: What is the agency? (four)

Juliez always thought that Gu Qizhen would not be so perfect, but after two days passed, she still couldn’t see what he said. At this time, Juliet really believed that Gu Qizhen was going to do things. .
Mu Ling Mo and Qi Lei have not found it, so finally, she can no longer hold back.
In the living room of the hotel, Julie apparently was a little restless and walked around from time to time.
"Miss, I have already handed the evidence to the police station. I think the police will act soon. Gu Qizhen will not have good fruit to eat!"
Grande sees Julie, the whole person is a little depressed, anxious and uneasy, and can't say anything comforting.
Julie nodded and took her footsteps. She suddenly turned to look at the grandfather and said coldly. "Good! I have to see what he can do with Gu Qizhen!"
"Miss assured!"
"Well, since things are doing almost the same, then, we should also... you have to handle everything, and three days later, we left Z City."
Julie did not know how much effort she had squandered, and she suppressed the unwillingness of her heart.
Struggling for more than 30 years, I don't want to end up in this way!
"Miss, are we leaving like this?"
Grand asked lowly.
"if not?"
Julie sat down on the sofa behind her, and the whole person seemed to be unable to conceal the frustration. "If I don't leave, I am too worried."
"Miss, don't worry, if it's because of Mu Lingmo's things, you can rest assured that our people are very cautious, even if they doubt, they can't get any evidence, because the person who controls them is now in New York."
Grande is a calm smile.
Julie took the tea and took a sip, but her face was not as relaxed as Grande, but her tone was somewhat relieved. "Now, I can only look at him. Mu Chen and Zhou Zimo are too difficult to deal with. Who can think of Mu Xiaochen suddenly coming back? Forcing us to delay for so long, dragging it for too long, it is not good for us, and we need to cover Yali, otherwise it will be slightly exposed, and it will definitely be I will hold on to it, not to mention the presence of Mu Tangchuan. I don’t know what action is behind it."
"Miss, do you mean that? Doesn't Mu Tangchuan always pay attention to it? I know that it is an accident. The investigation is many times..."
Grand listened, and the whole person was a little taut, and frowned and asked.
"Isn't you paying attention? You are wrong! I learned a few days ago that Mu Tangchuan adjusted the file of the incident in the past."
"Do he want to re-investigate?"
Grand asked in a deep voice.
"The person who wants to re-investigate is not him. This time, it is Mu Xiaochen! Not long ago, he sent someone to the original auto repair factory. I really regret that I didn't clean this thing at the time!"
Julie said, her face was more and more gloomy.
"In this way, the lady is relieved. Just before I cleaned up the clue and probed the news of the man. He not only stumbled, but also got liver cancer. It is estimated that there will be no days to live. Isn’t the person who remembers the British now? We... don’t worry, when it’s time to die, there’s nothing to do.

Grande’s eyes sparkled with a streamlined stream of light, laughing.
Wen Yan, Julie nodded. "Thanks to you, it is easy to rob the woman's heart. Otherwise, it is too difficult for them to use it for us. However, we must be cautious during this time. To be vigilant, you can retreat."
"Yes, missed! I am going to prepare!"
When Grand said it, he retired.
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The cold rain, which has been condensed for a long period of time, finally converges a little bit on these two days, but the sky is so gloomy.
The weather forecast said that the cold wave will continue for a while, and may be after Christmas until New Year's Day.
The villa area of ​​Shengli is in the study room of the summer night.
Mu Yanchen is correcting the posture of Mu Ruirui taking a brush.
"Stay steady, don't shake your hands, relax a little, what's nervous? Waist, stretch so straight?"
At this time, Mu Ruirui sat at the small desk, and Mu Mochen stood behind him, holding the sleepy Mu Xiaocheng in one hand and teaching Mu Ruirui to take the pen in one hand.
"Is it like this? Dad?"
The voice of Mu Ruirui’s tenderness also passed quickly.
"Well, focus on a little, write a big word to show me, how do you start?"
Mu Chen’s voice was very low, with the gentleness of the father.
Mu Ruirui took a deep breath and wrote a ‘big’ word under the guidance of Mu Dust. When he wanted to turn around and look at Mu Xiaochen’s opinion, there was a knock at the door.
"Young Master!"
The sudden sound also awakened the small town that was about to go to sleep. The father and son turned their heads and brushed their heads. Looking at the door, Li Si’s figure immediately caught his eye.
"Young master, two young masters are good!"
Li Si still holds a paper bag in his hand.
"Young master, less ink..."
Li Si just wanted to speak, but Mu Chenchen raised his hand and stopped him. His eyes quickly returned to the words written by Mu Ruirui. He commented lowly. "Yes, but here, the pen is too fast, not enough. Full, so the word does not show spirit, go back and practice how to start writing, huh?"
Mu Ruirui nodded very skillfully, put down the pen and stood up. "Dad, you talk to Uncle Lis, I go to my study room."
Dropped such a sentence, Mu Ruirui and Li Si slightly stunned, "Uncle Li Si is good!"

Write well, keep working hard!

Li Si touched his head, and Mu Ruirui retired.
"Summer night, come in!"
With the advent of Mu Chenchen, Xisha night has already come in with two cups of tea.
"Little lady!"
Li Si quickly greeted him.
"You're welcome, just pick up Pu'er, try it."
Xi Xia night put the tea on the low table in front of the sofa, and then walked over to take over the son from Mu Chenchen.
Mu Xiaocheng boss did not want to directly reach out to his father's neck, while turning his small head to watch the summer night, the glass-like eyes widened, and the pink face like Mu Chen did not know how to do it. What is the expression.
"Come, Mom, son!"
Xi Xia night stretched out his hand, but did not want to admire the small town but he would hold Mu Chen dust tighter, the small head turned, not watching the summer night, the voice of the scream suddenly spit out a few monosyllabic -
"Hey...oh...hey..."
Mu Xiaocheng has now been able to simply spit out such a title, but it will only be called this title, so that Xi Xia night is a mother, so oyster!
"Well? Call again, son..."
Mu Yanchen’s face immediately raised a warm smile.
Xi Xia night has already reached out and directly robbed his son...