Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 154 The villa was burned down (5)
"Wuwu...don't get excited...I believe you...don't die...what will I do if you die?" For the first time, Mingzhu said so many words to the dying man who was lying on the ground.

Her tears were half sad, half fearful, she really didn't know how convincing she would be in the "crazy world" without Ming Daoyuan's protection.

With trembling hands, Ming Daoyuan tore something from his neck and handed it to Mingzhu, "Son, take this, as long as you have this, all the brothers in 'Mad World' will listen to you."

Mingzhu took it, held it in front of her eyes and looked at it, it was a jade pendant that could not be carved into any shape.

"This is..." Mingzhu frowned.

"Son, do you still remember the legend about the origin of 'Mad World'?" Ming Daoyuan gasped, trying to keep himself alive for a few more minutes.

He must tell his daughter everything he knows before he can die, otherwise he will really die with regret.

Mingzhu nodded, "Well, I heard from Jia that he also showed me the group journal of 'Mad World'."

"This jade pendant is said to be a token of love given to Duroc by Mrs. Poland. At the same time, it is also the key to unlock a large treasure left by Mrs. Poland..."

Having said that, Ming Daoyuan felt that his neck was being strangled, no matter how unwilling he was, no matter how much he wanted to talk to his daughter, he lost that ability.

Ming Daoyuan, who has killed countless people and has a hard heart, felt for the first time that people are doomed to be invincible. He never thought that he would die under the mechanism he set up.

Veins popped up on his temples, he didn't waste any more time on the treasure, and brought the topic to Ling Mo again, "Son, you have to be careful of Ling Mo...he...actually...not necessarily...the real... ..."

At this point, no matter how hard Ren Mingdaoyuan tried, no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't say another word.

He stretched his legs and his body twitched for a while, but he didn't move at all.

he died!
Unfortunately, his eyes were still open. Even after telling his daughter so much, he still regretted not saying the last few words, which were also the most crucial words.

As he wished, he widened his eyes, really unwilling to die.

Mingzhu didn't cry, and she didn't show any fear in the face of the body on the ground that gradually lost its temperature. She just sat on the cold marble, holding the jade pendant in her hand, and stared at a certain place with dull eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the closed door of the villa was pushed open again, and a black figure walked into the villa. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was obviously also stunned.

He was stunned for only a few seconds, and when he regained his senses, he walked up to Mingzhu and squatted down next to her, regardless of whether Mingzhu was listening to him, he leaned into her ear and said this.

The next day, the headlines of the major newspapers in City A were all about a fire.

Except for the financial and military newspapers, Ling Mo almost never reads other newspapers. He doesn't read it, but it doesn't mean that others don't read it, and it doesn't mean that Ye Chen doesn't read it.

Contrary to him, Ye Chen will definitely read the local newspapers every morning when eating breakfast. In her opinion, this is called being close to the people's livelihood.

"Ling Mo..." Seeing today's headlines, Ye Chen couldn't help exclaiming, "Look..." She handed the newspaper to Ling Mo, "Is the villa mentioned on it the one from yesterday? "

Although the photo published in the newspaper is not very clear, but with the description below, it can be clearly concluded that it is the single-family villa near the forest park.

Ling Mo took a look at the newspaper, his face didn't have too much trouble, he just hummed lightly.

"Do you want to go and have a look?" Ye Chen couldn't figure out Ling Mo's current expression, so he could only ask softly.

"This is the police's business, what am I going to do?" Ling Mo pushed the newspaper aside and continued to read his own financial newspaper.

"But..." Ye Chen wanted to say, you are a big man, why are you so stingy? Mingzhu's father treated you like that because he loved his daughter so much. Besides, to paraphrase your own words, there is nothing else to do except to travel to the suburbs. loss.

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling, are you there?" The urgent roar from outside the door interrupted Ye Chen.

While a gust of cold wind was blowing, there was another person at the dining table. It was Su Yilang who went to rescue the soldiers last night.

It could be seen that he was running very fast, gasping for breath, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

When he saw Ling Mo sitting at the dining table, He Yilang heaved a long sigh of relief, "Brother Ling, it's good that you're here, something serious happened."

Ye Chen didn't speak, and brought the newspaper pushed aside by Ling Mo to his eyes again, and was about to continue looking down, but was snatched by He Yilang, "Brother Ling, COZY was burned to death."

"What?" Ling Mo put down the financial newspaper in his hand and looked at He Yilang.

"Really!" As if afraid that Ling Mo wouldn't believe what he said, He Yilang nodded with extra force this time.

"I just heard about it from a brother. I thought he was lying, so I ran to the place last night to have a look. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe it. The villa that was still impenetrable last night was destroyed by a Burnt down to nothing but an empty shell."

He Yilang was really talkative, once he opened his mouth, there seemed to be no signs of stopping.

Ling Mo interrupted him coldly, "Where are the people inside?"

"Alas..." He Yilang was stunned for a moment, then sighed, with regret on his face, "COZY was burned to death, Miss Ming...she..."

He glanced at Ye Chen, thinking of what Mingzhu did to occupy Ling Mo last night, in front of Ye Chen, he had to weigh it before speaking.

"Say." It was obvious that Ling Mo was angry, and he slapped his hands on the dining table.

"Fortunately, when the fire was discovered, it hadn't reached the second floor, so Miss Ming was not burned, and now she was taken to the station by the police..." Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards him. He came whistling, and when he wanted to look at someone again, when he spoke, there was no one there.

So, he could only focus on Ye Chen, "Sister-in-law, where is Brother Ling?"

Ye Chen buried himself in the newspaper, "Go to the police station."

(End of this chapter)