Reborn Shadow Queen: Jun Shao's favorite

Chapter 447 The Mysterious Man in the Darkness

After Tang Limo returned home, he took out the photos in his pocket and looked at them carefully.

In the photo, there are two people who look very similar. Judging from the movements, it is obvious that the relationship between the two of them is extremely close.

Tang Limo narrowed his eyes, held the photo tightly in his hand, and called Zhang Tian.

"Hello, boss."

At this time, Zhang Tian was sitting in the car, squatting at the door of Murong's house, observing their every move.

"I'll send you a photo, and you can find that person for me."

"okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Tian looked down at the photos on the phone, and began to complete the work that Tang Limo had given him.

But what he didn't expect was that in just a few seconds when he lowered his head.

A sharp gaze fixed on the car he was in, and instantly moved to the Murong family's mansion.

The speed was so fast that Zhang Tian didn't notice anything strange at all, but a little intuition in his heart guided him to look up at the surrounding environment.

"Is it windy?"

Zhang Tian looked curiously at the shaking gate, but found no sign of anyone at all.

At this time, that man had already walked into Murong Ao's study.

"I've done what you asked me to do, can I let my family go now?"

The helpless sound awakened the beast in the darkness.

The man stood in the room with helplessness and anger on his face. He wished he could kill the man sitting in the darkness in front of him. The most ruthless thing in his life was the person who threatened him.

But for the sake of his family, he had to listen to him and follow his orders to do things he didn't want to do.

In the dark room, there was no light, and Qian Mo standing there couldn't see the appearance of the person who kidnapped his family on the opposite side.

He could only clenched his fist silently, waiting for the other party's response.

"Where is my family?"

The sound of gnashing teeth gradually squeezed out bit by bit from Qian Mo's teeth. He really could bear it to the extreme, and wished he could rush up and strangle the man in front of him.

The man also clearly heard Qian Mo's sudden tone, cleared his throat, and spoke.

"Since you have completed all the tasks I gave you, I will naturally fulfill my promise, but don't rush."

The youthful but calm voice came to Qian Mo's ears. With his many years of experience, he could quickly tell that the person talking to him must not be the one who was already 50 or [-] years old. Murong proud.

He kept looking forward, trying to see who the man in front of him was.

With the help of the faint moonlight, he managed to see the scenery in the room clearly, only to find that this person turned his back to him all the time.

The man felt the probing from the people behind him, he stood up abruptly from his seat, stood in front of the window, looked out of the window, with a sly smile on his face.

"If you still want to see your family, it's best not to touch my bottom line."

The threatening words forced Qian Mo to act. He withdrew his probing gaze, lowered his head sheepishly, and never raised his eyes again.

"Okay, then tell me where my family is."

"You can see them now when you go home."

"Are you sure? What if they're not here?"

"You can't see them after you go home, so you can come back and find me."

After hearing these words, Qian Mo was suspicious, but there was nothing he could do.

He quickly walked out of the Murong family's mansion and walked towards home.

And in Murong Ao's study room, a pair of gloomy eyes stared closely at the figure who hastily left, eyes full of gloom.

"Master..."

The butler's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Have you done everything I asked you to do?"

"It's done, don't worry."

After hearing what the housekeeper said, Murong Chuan waved his hand, signaling the man behind him to back out, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Qian Mo, who rushed home in a hurry, did not notice the strangeness of the surrounding environment at all because he missed his relatives so much.

He excitedly took out the key in his pocket, opened the door that had not been opened for a long time, looked at the items that had been moved inside, his eyes were full of excitement.

"Qianqian, are you there? Wife?"

Qian Mo looked around at everything at home, and kept calling the names of his daughter and wife.

But the only response to him was the empty echo in the room.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn his head back and ask the man what was going on, but the moment he turned around, he heard movement in the room.

His eyes narrowed in an instant, and he tiptoed towards the sound.

No matter how careful he was, the floor under his feet made a creaking sound.

Qian Mo lowered his head irritably, looking at the floor under his feet, he had no choice but to stop and observe what happened around him.

The surroundings were still dead silent, and in the dark night, the whole room was covered with a layer of mystery.

He continued to move forward cautiously, and turned on the light in the room, but it was still empty.

He looked around in disappointment, his whole body immersed in sad pain.

His eyes glanced at the closet beside him, but he found the clothes tucked outside the closet door.

Very familiar.

It seems to be his daughter's clothes.

He walked forward anxiously, not knowing whether it was his wife and daughter joking with him again, or something else.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and there was an indescribable meaning in Qian Mo's eyes. He opened the door of the closet with trembling hands, and the objects inside fell down along with the opening of the door.

Qian Mo was obviously taken aback, and when he looked again, his eyes were instantly bloodshot.

"Qianqian! Xin'er!"

He yelled in disarray, tears welling in his eyes, his legs became weak all of a sudden, and he knelt down on the ground suddenly.

And behind him, there was a gun aimed at him tightly at this moment, and he pulled the trigger.

A cold bullet fired from the gun with a suppressor, and Qian Mo fell down with a sound, his eyes staring straight ahead, without even a little struggle.

When the shooter saw the man in front of him fell down, he put away his edge, stepped forward and kicked the man in front of him, and after confirming that there was no reaction, he turned his head and left with confidence.

The person lying in a pool of blood, a tear from the corner of his eye trickled down his cheek into the bright red blood, his eyes staring straight at his wife and child who had been killed long ago.

(End of this chapter)