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Chapter 1277: Kill Mo Zhan, the will becomes effective
Mu Qingyan immediately heard what Mo Yuchen meant: "Do you doubt Mo Yuran?"
"Just doubt."
Mo Yuran was the last one to see grandpa, and he said that he drank tea with grandpa.
"But this guess alone is not enough to prove anything. Even if he is fainted, there is not only one way to drug him. It may be that the person sneaked in and took grandpa away with a handkerchief stained with drug.
"I just observed Mo Yuran and the eldest aunt outside, and it seemed quite natural. However, the eldest aunt wanted to go find someone with him, but he refused."
Mo Yuchen¡¯s eyes darkened and he said nothing.
It¡¯s twelve o¡¯clock at night.
The whole courtyard is brightly lit.
When the surrounding families learned that Mo Zhan was missing, they all came to help.
Qin Jinguo was in poor health and insisted on waiting in the living room of Mo's house. When he saw someone coming in, he asked how he was doing.
He knew that going out would only cause trouble, so he asked his juniors to go out to find someone.
Mo Yuchen and Mu Qingyan worked separately. Mo Yuchen used all his contacts to find people, while Mu Qingyan inquired about the situation of the roller ropes to see who was using them.
She thought about it carefully and called Mu Ruocheng.
"This thing is not available on the market, and it is useless for ordinary people, so it will only flow in our industry." After listening to Mu Qingyan's statement, Mu Ruocheng analyzed accurately.
"I also think they are agents, but besides us, there are many organizations outside. Is there any way you can narrow down the scope?" Mu Qingyan asked distressedly.
"Have you ever offended anyone?"
Mu Qingyan was silent and whispered: "How can I explain this clearly?"
¡° After bringing out everything about Chen Zhizhi and Mo Yuchen, she and Mo Yuchen had already offended countless people.
"I'm talking about people who are similar to agents. According to what you said, I don't think it's like a mission."
Mu Qingyan fell into deep thought. After a long time, she suddenly thought of something.
After hanging up the phone, Mu Qingyan hurriedly walked into Mo's house, trying to find an empty room to call Mo Yuchen, but accidentally bumped into Mo Yuran coming out of it.
"Be careful." Mo Yuran reminded.
Mu Qingyan sniffed twice, and a flash of doubt flashed in her eyes. Then she noticed Mo Yuran's deep gaze, nodded quickly, and asked, "Didn't you go out to find grandpa?"
"Come back and check the situation, I'm about to go out to look again." Mo Yuran answered fluently.
Mu Qingyan looked at his leaving figure and couldn't help but frown.
She just smelled a faint fragrance on Mo Yuran.
The smell was quite special. She seemed to have smelled it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it.
??Rolling rope, offended people, fragrance
Mu Qingyan¡¯s eyes suddenly widened, she looked towards the door, and quickly ran up to follow Mo Yuran.
There were many cars parked at the entrance of the courtyard, all looking for Mo Zhan. Mu Qingyan randomly found a sports car without the car key, and followed Mo Yuran's car.
She wanted to call Mo Yuchen, but it was the first time for Mu Qingyan to drive this brand of sports car, and she didn't know where the Bluetooth was. She was afraid of losing Mo Yuran and didn't dare to relax her concentration, so she had to give up first.
Because there were not many cars on the road at night, Mu Qingyan did not dare to follow too closely. Fortunately, she followed along and was not discovered by Mo Yuran.
Seeing the car in front of her stop, Mu Qingyan quickly turned a corner, turned off the engine at the corner, and looked around. When she discovered where she was, her eyes showed surprise.
What is Mo Yuran doing at the beach?
Mo Yuran walked to the beach, turned his head and looked around, looking like he was looking for someone.
Mu Qingyan was watching from a short distance away. Seeing that he was in her sight and would not disappear in a short time, she reached into her pocket to touch her cell phone, but her hand came up empty.
Her phone is missing.
Did you leave it in the car?
Mu Qingyan closed her eyes in annoyance, and finally had to look at Mo Yuran again.
Mo Yuran was walking along the seaside. Mu Qingyan stretched her neck to look and found that his destination seemed to be the Tongzi Tower at the front.
Mo Yuran walked to the fifth floor, pushed open the door of one of the apartments, and walked in. When he saw the woman inside applying nail polish, she immediately said in an unhappy voice: "What time is it now? Are you still in the mood?" Paint your nails?¡±
The woman glanced at him sideways and blew her newly painted nails disapprovingly, "Did I ever say, don't say anything to??Loss of temper. "
Mo Yuran had a look of uneasiness in his eyes, then he cleared his throat and stepped forward, hugging her waist and coaxing: "I'm anxious, am I not in a hurry? This is a critical moment, so we must not make any mistakes."
The woman lay lazily in his arms, her voice casual and leisurely: "Don't worry, everything has been solved."
She took the signed contract and handed it to Mo Yuran.
Mo Yuran quickly took it, and when he saw Mo Zhan¡¯s signature and handprint on the last page, his face was full of excitement.
This is a will.
As long as grandpa disappears and the will takes effect, everything in the Mo family will belong to him.
Mo Yuran calmed down and asked cautiously: "Where is my grandfather? Where is he now?"
In his plan with this woman, he was only responsible for knocking out Grandpa, and she would handle the rest. He had negotiated with her, and after the completion of the matter, he would give her a reward of 200 million.
Since there was a financial transaction, Mo Yuran felt relieved and left all the follow-up matters to her.
The woman painted all her nails, and then looked at Mo Yuran slowly: "Why are you asking this? Are you regretting it? You don't want to hurt him anymore?"
Mo Yuran's lips moved, and for a moment she felt compassion in her heart, but then she hardened her heart and said, "I'm afraid you won't handle it well."
The woman seemed to have heard some joke and pulled her lips disdainfully, "I still have no pressure to deal with a helpless old man. I have killed people who are more difficult and difficult to deal with than him."
Listening to the other party saying that killing someone is as easy as drinking water, Mo Yuran's eyes became a little more complicated.
This woman is cruel and vicious, both good and bad.
"At least she is capable enough to complete this matter, but after this incident, it will be more difficult for him to "solve" her.
Hiding her thoughts, Mo Yuran kissed the woman's face and said duplicitously: "You will make a great contribution this time, and I will definitely reward you well in the future."
"What's your reward for me?" The woman raised her eyebrows at him.
Mo Yuran bit her earlobe: "I'll give you whatever you want."
The woman smiled, obviously not believing it.
But she didn¡¯t care about this. She picked up a remote control button from the table and put it into Mo Yuran¡¯s hand.
Mo Yuran picked it up doubtfully: "What is this?"
"The thing that killed your grandfather." The woman came closer, put her arms around his neck, and said seductively.
Mo Yuran subconsciously let go of his hand, and the remote control in his hand fell on him again, "What do you think this is?"
The woman put the remote control in his hand and put his fingers on the buttons like teaching a child. She said with a smile: "As long as you press this, your grandpa will die and your wish will come true." , try it.¡±
She deliberately left this opportunity to him.
I want to watch with my own eyes a person fall into a state of eternal destruction.
That¡¯s interesting, isn¡¯t it?
Mo Yuran's throat felt tight, and he felt that the thing in his hand was heavy. He licked his lips, but couldn't press it down.
Seeing this, the woman shrugged nonchalantly, picked up the will next to her and shook it in front of him: "Okay, you don't have to press it, but this thing is just a pile of waste paper. What you want, you still have to Give it to Mo Yuchen."
These words stimulated Mo Yuran, his eyes became a little colder, and there was a hint of determination.
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