Cool and handsome girls' vests

Chapter 231 Bury him with Mrs. Han

Meng Zhiqin just glanced at him lightly, said nothing to him, and turned to look at Ling Aoxun: "Young Master Ling, thank you for your care these past few months, I hope to have a chance to join hands next time!"

Ling Aoxun raised his eyebrows. He had glanced at some of the DOC team's game time this season on the Internet. Seeing that Chu Mo's injury hadn't healed, he guessed that Meng Zhiqin would continue to replace him.

He nodded to Meng Zhiqin, and smiled with his lips curled up: "I hope to join forces with Miss Meng next time."

Seeing this, Meng Zhiqin also nodded to him, and then looked at Mo Xi: "Then, sister Xi, shall we go first?"

Hearing this, Mo Xi raised her head slowly, glanced at her, and hummed softly, "Send me a message when you arrive."

"Okay," Meng Zhiqin also answered her, and left with Chu Mo and the third child.

Mo Xi sat on the sofa, watched the hall door being opened and closed, then slowly got up and went back to the room.

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The next day.

Because Quan Hao still had a meeting to hold, it was Yun Ling who Quan Yu sent Mo Xi to.

After she helped with the documents, she went to Junlan for dinner, and when she came back, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

Feng Siyuan and Ling Aoxun were already in the villa.

When Mo Xi saw them, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he recovered within half a second. While talking, he walked to the side of the empty sofa and sat down: "It's over?"

"Yes." As soon as he asked this, Ling Aoxun immediately regained his spirits: "You didn't go to the scene, then Yu heard something, Brother Feng didn't show up, and she alone, Han Zhengxiong was sentenced to life Imprisoned, that debate was a wonderful one!"

Feng Siyuan, who was sitting not far from him, nodded, expressing his agreement with his words: "There is indeed something, eloquent, and the evidence is sufficient, the other party can't find any flaws, the court session will only take two hours , and be sentenced immediately.”

Mo Xi raised her brows, but she was not surprised.

After all, if he had no strength, Han Fuzhou would never come over and ask her to hand over Han Zhengxiong to him.

She turned her head and glanced at Ling Aoxun, "Is everything about Junlan arranged?"

"Are you still worried about my work?" Ling Aoxun looked at her, and took a sip of tea in a calm manner: "I have completely handed over to that person to take over, and now I am free."

Mo Xi glanced at him lightly, did not speak any more, and unhurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

At this time, footsteps were heard upstairs.

Quan Hao was wearing a white shirt on his upper body, and a pair of black slacks on his lower body. The two buttons at the neckline of the shirt were open, and the collarbone was looming, making him look lazy and undisciplined.

With one hand in his pocket, he walked down from the second floor slowly, walked to Mo Xi's side and sat down: "Have you had lunch yet?"

"..."

Mo Xi glanced at him and hummed lightly.

"What did you eat?" Quan Hao looked at her with frivolous eyes, and asked again with a slight smile on his face.

"..."

Mo Xi glanced at him from the corner of his eye, leaned back on the sofa, and answered him casually: "Ribs, chicken."

Quan Hao chuckled, took her hand into his palm, and asked again: "What time do you want to go back tomorrow?"

Mo Xi thought for a while: "Around ten o'clock."

"Okay," Quan Hao squeezed her thumb, and glanced sideways at Quan Yu, "Go and buy a plane ticket."

Quan Yu replied yes, and just as he was about to lift his foot to leave, Ling Aoxun said to him: "You can just buy some of you plus Bai Shao and Yi Shao, and I will go back with the technical team. .”

"Oh, good," Quan Yu nodded again, and went out.

As soon as he went out, Mo Xi's cell phone rang. It was a hidden landline.

As soon as the call was connected, the caller said, "Hello, is this Mo Xi, Miss Mo? We are from the Licheng Police Station."

Mo Xi's terribly beautiful brows raised: "What's the matter?"

"That's it, Ms. Mo, our prisoner No. 0637 wants to talk to you, is it convenient for you now?"

Mo Xi raised another eyebrow, and straightened her slightly curved long legs a little: "Give him the phone."

"Okay, but let me remind you first that we will record this call, please forgive me."

"En," Mo Xi made a sound slowly through his nose.

The other side was quiet for a few seconds, and then Han Zhengxiong's voice came out: "You have won."

Mo Xi's eyes gradually narrowed. Without saying a word, she quietly waited for his next words.

After a few seconds of silence, Han Zhengxiong spoke again: "I have a deal now, do you want to do it?"

Mo Xi sat up a little bit, raised her right eyebrow with great interest, but she still didn't speak.

Seeing that she did not speak, Han Zhengxiong squinted his eyes and waited for a few seconds. Seeing that she still did not speak, he continued, "I know you are listening. Do me a favor. I will exchange money with you. What do you think?" How about it?"

He paused for half a second, as if he was afraid that she would not agree, and added: "The money is 60 billion."

Mo Xi's eyes flickered twice, the crook of his left hand rested against the edge of the sofa, rested his chin with one hand, pursed his lips and remained silent for half a second, then suddenly licked the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Oh, 60 billion, I have it, and I got it from you."

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Han Zhengxiong pursed his lips tightly, took a few deep breaths, and calmed himself down: "Butler Han is dead, I hope you can get someone to transport him out and let him be buried with my mother. On the bank card on his body, the password is the last six of the bank card."

Mo Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

Then he turned his head to look at Ling Aoxun, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

"Sister Xi, what...what's the matter?" Ling Aoxun swallowed hard after being stared at by him.

Mo Xi threw the phone on the table: "Butler Han is dead, go and get me back the 60 billion on him."

"Dead?" Ling Aoxun exclaimed, rubbed his chin and thought for a while: "Could it be that he committed suicide after hearing the news that Mrs. Han passed away?"

The information they investigated before was very complete, so they naturally knew that Mrs. Han and Ma Zhengshun, the housekeeper of Han, were a couple.

Mo Xi didn't answer him, but just glanced at him indifferently, and said in a cold voice, "If the 60 billion on him is taken away by someone, you will pay for it."

Ling Aoxun: "."

He quickly picked up the coat that he had put aside, put it on and walked towards the door.

As soon as he opened the door of the hall, Mo Xi's voice came from behind him. The voice was a bit deep, and he couldn't hear the emotion: "Bury him with Mrs. Han."

(End of this chapter)