Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 442: Pirate couple, strong attack! (8)

at this time.

In the luxurious and elegantly decorated large study room.

Murong Lin, who Mo Chou was looking for everywhere, was facing Zhuo Yang across the table.

Zhuo Yang sat on the chair behind the desk, and Murong Lin sat on the sofa opposite the desk.

"Before you said that you found an important clue, but you don't know what it is?!"

Zhuo Yang shook the red wine in his hand, took a sip, and asked the question in a nonchalant manner.

Raising his hand to take off the mask on his face, Murong Lin leaned lazily on the back of the sofa.

"It's nothing special, it's just some billing information, nothing major.

However, I also received a document from Monica, which contained a big secret! "

"yes?!"

Zhuo Yang paused while shaking the red wine, and then slowly moved the pair of deep eyes exposed from the hole in the mask to Murong Lin's face.

"What's the secret?!"

Murong Lin took a deep breath and met his gaze.

"Monica told me that at the top of ND, there is a person who has contacts with the 'meth' organization. She speculates that this person should also be a high-level person there!"

The eyes of the two people met in the air.

The two pairs of eyes flickered with different meanings of playfulness.

Slightly hooking the corners of his lips, Zhuo Yang withdrew his gaze, continued to shake the red wine in his hand, but groped under the table with his free left hand.

"So, you believe what she said?!"

Zhuo Yang asked lightly.

"Mr. Zhuo doesn't know yet!"

Murong Lin raised his arms, placed them on the back of the sofa, looked up at the crystal top above his head.

"Monica died! At that time, she was talking to me on the phone!"

Zhuo Yang brought the wine glass to his lips abruptly, and drank it down in one gulp.

Putting the cup gently on the side of the desk, he straightened his waist slowly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Murong Lin.

"So, did she tell you who the mole is?!"

Murong Lin suddenly raised his head and met Zhuo Yang's gaze.

"I think, who does Mr. Zhuo think it could be..."

"enough!"

Zhuo Yang interrupted him coldly.

(End of this chapter)