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Chapter 105: Could It Be Su Qing?(1/2)

"I see clearly, this woman is the one who instructed you to destroy the tomb?"

What Mu Shaocheng printed was a surveillance photo taken by Qin Wan.

Because it was a bit far away, the woman was sitting in the car wearing a mask.

It's not very clear to see.

Wang Hai and Wang Sheng stared at the photo for a full minute, just about to look up at each other.

Mu Shaocheng's voice rang coldly, "Say whatever you think in your heart, or you want to be separated before explaining."

Wang Hai was frightened by him and blurted out, "I can't see clearly when wearing a mask, but I look like her."

Wang Sheng, "Mr. Mu, is this Mrs. Mu?"

"Is it me asking you, or do you ask me?"

Mu Shaocheng suddenly sank his face.

Wang Sheng shook his body, "I can't see clearly when wearing a mask, but his body shape, hairstyle and clothing are the same."

"I'm not sure it's this woman, why are you so sure it's my wife's?"

A cold curve appeared on the corner of Mu Shaocheng's mouth, and the breath was cold and cold. "Who saw that you didn't wear a mask? She looks exactly the same as my wife?"

“Not worn.”

Although, Wang Sheng and Wang Hai thought Mu Shaocheng’s problem was idiotic.

But the answer is true.

If they wear masks, they are not sure that they are his wife.

"The other party said that her name was Qin Wan, and said that if she didn't pay the remaining half of the money, we could go to Qingyunyin to find her."

It's really poisonous.

"Have you explained everything you should explain?"

Mu Shaocheng turned his eyes and looked at the bodyguard beside him.

The other party nodded, "Master, they have all told me, and I have also recorded it."

——

One hour later.

Zuo Zhan returned to Villa No. 7, Nanyuanwan.

When he entered the living room, he saw Mu Shaocheng sitting on the sofa smoking. He walked over quickly and shouted, "Master."

When he spit out the smoke ring, Mu Shaocheng raised his eyelids and looked at him.

The thin lips lightly opened, and the two words were spit out indifferently, "Result?"

"Master, I copied the video and came back. Zhang Ming went to the hospital that day to buy medicine for treating myocardial infarction. The car stayed outside the hospital for less than half an hour. When the young lady came out, he happened to drive away. The young lady looked at their car... Maybe it was that glance, and she had an impression of that woman."

"Where did the car go?"

"There are too many routes, and the police station is still investigating."

"You can buy some late-night snacks to the police station later and ask them to add all night tonight. If it doesn't go well, it may take several days to find out."

Yecheng is so big.

No scope check.

Although there are surveillance everywhere now, it is still like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"good."

"Before you find out this matter, you will tell them to do anything else."

Mu Shaocheng pressed out the cigarette that he had only sucked a few sips into the mutton fat jade ashtray on the coffee table.

Zuo Zhan understands what he means.

He was involved in this matter from the beginning.

Regardless of the previous clues, they are clues.

"I see."

"By the way, what did you say before? Let me tell Qin Wan when I'm with Su Qing in the future, right?"

Mu Shaocheng asked casually.

Zuo Zhan's expression froze.

Being vigilantly afraid to speak nonsense.

"Master, I said it casually."

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you again."

Mu Shaocheng's handsome eyebrows sank, and the majesty in his tone shocked Zuo Zhan.

He started to say without fear of death, "Since I'm not angry, then I will admit that what I said before is true."

“…”

Mu Shaocheng was angry at him and laughed.

Looking at Zuo Zhan's serious look.

He suddenly remembered what Qin Wan said in the afternoon.

With thin lips pursed, he asked, "Do you think it is possible that Su Qing, the person who framed your young lady?"

"Master, this is impossible."

Zuo Zhan opened his eyes wide.

Looking at Mu Shaocheng in shock.

Mu Shaocheng asked casually, "Do you think it's impossible?"

"I don't think it's possible. Although Miss Su has always disliked Mrs. Young Master and has done many things before, Mrs. Su is Miss Su's mother. How could Miss Su use her mother to frame Mrs. Young Master?"

This is not a common frame-up problem.

It's too inhumane OK.

Zuo Zhan didn't dare to think about this.

——

upstairs.

Qin Wan came out after taking a shower.

I received Yun Yang's message, [Wanwan, did you see the person Mu Shaocheng took back?]

She took the towel off her head.

I simply combed my hair before replying to him.

【I met, the man was named Zhang Ming, and he was Song Yuan’s cousin…】

Yun Yang called over.

Qin Wan pressed the answer button and his voice came, "Didn't Director Chen say that Mu Shaocheng arranged someone to go to the police station to check the activity route of the car? Have you asked him if it's true?"

Qin Wan said lightly, "It's true, but I guess I won't find out the results in a while. The surveillance of that street is broken, and there are so many routes around."

Yun Yang, “What can I help?”

Qin Wan, "Not yet."

The other end of the phone was silent for a second.

Yun Yang's voice came again, "I asked my brother, with the current people's evidence, if you can't find new clues or the messenger behind the scenes, the Su family is determined to pursue the matter again, it will be very unfavorable to you."

Qin Wan tightened her strength while pinching her phone.

Yunyang's meaning:

If the real murderer cannot be found.

She may go to jail.

——

As soon as Fu Minghan got home, Fu's mother told him that Su Qing had left the door half an hour ago.

"Did she say where to go?"

Fu Minghan asked casually and prepared to go upstairs.

Fu's mother pulled him and said worriedly, "She didn't say where to go, and she didn't let me follow me. I saw that her eyes were swollen when she went out and she was in a bad mood. Minghan, call her and see where she was and pick her up."

"good."

I don't want to worry about Mother Fu.
To be continued...
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