Master Mo's beloved wife

Qin Xiaolou clearly remembers that his father treated the company's employees as if they were relatives.

He always tries his best to help them solve their problems. Such a father will never commit murder or arson.

But she's a very small person. Who would believe that?

All the people are accusing her father of being ungrateful and lying to others when he is dying.

She became an orphan, and then went to a welfare home. After more than two weeks, the Mohists adopted her

……

Qin Xiaolou looked at his father's smile in the photo, tears could not help falling drop by drop.

Dad, don't worry, I will clear you!

She took this picture with her mobile phone.

She was sure that her father knew each other when he was young, but why did Mo's father always look at her with hatred and pride hidden in his eyes?

What is the secret behind this?

Maybe her parents' death has something to do with her father.

Qin Xiaolou went out of the door and planned to ask Li Wenhao, an old classmate, to help investigate the cause of his parents' death.

When Li Wenhao was in college, he especially liked detective stories. After graduating from college, he directly opened a private detective agency.

Qin Xiaolou was walking on the side of the road when suddenly a black car came towards her.

She quickly dodged, or was scraped, almost fell to the ground.

She scolded angrily, and suddenly remembered the hair dryer with copper wire exposed. She always felt that the driver was also coming for her.

Qin Xiaolou is afraid. These people really don't want her to live!

She calmed down, stopped a taxi and went straight to Li Wenhao's detective office.

After some greetings, Qin Xiaolou explained his intention and sent the photo from his mobile phone to Li Wenhao

"You first investigate the relationship between the three of them and call me if you have any information."

Li Wenhao opened the photo and exclaimed.

"What's the matter?" Qin Xiaolou asked.

"Nothing." Li Wenhao immediately recovered as usual:

"It's just that one of them looks like someone I know. I carefully identified him, but he looks similar."

"Which one?" Qin Xiaolou asks the bottom of the matter.

"Is this your adoptive father?" Li Wenhao pointed to Mo Fu.

"Yes." Qin Xiaolou is very straightforward.

"He looks like someone I know." Li Wenhao had a faint smile on his face, but hatred was hidden in his eyes.

After leaving the detective station, Qin Xiaolou walked directly to the bus stop.

A taxi just now cost a lot of money.

She is just a servant of Mohist family, and she has no salary.

All the money in her hand is earned by her own work. She just took a taxi when she was scared. Now she regrets it.

With a sigh, she comforted herself in her heart that she would graduate from university in a few months. When she had her own job, she could move out.

However, the matter of Mo XiuXiu is a big trouble. If it is not solved, it will definitely be involved in the future. After all, she signed the document.

When it comes to that day, what should she do

Qin Xiaolou was so absorbed that he walked slowly.

Mo QingHan's car stopped slowly across the road. He slid down the window and saw the slender but symmetrical figure with a complicated look.

What is Qin Xiaolou doing here?

Why does she look down? Is something happened?

He could not help but worry about her, and even had an impulse to embrace her and comfort her.

But the scene of song Xiaoxian falling in a pool of blood suddenly appeared in the brain, and his look changed immediately.

The tenderness and worry just now have been replaced by the hatred and endless hatred.

Qin Xiaolou killed song Xiaoxian!

She deserves it!

Mo QingHan calms down for a while and plans to drive away.

Just then, he saw a black car, far behind Qin Xiaolou.

Mo QingHan frowns tightly. He remembers what his mother said to him. XiuXiu can't stand it in the hospital, waiting to use her heart

He has to take care of it.

After making up his mind, Mo QingHan stepped on the accelerator to keep up.

Qin Xiaolou came to a dead corner where there was no camera.

Mo QingHan looked back at the black car and found that it began to accelerate.

The wheels of the car are spinning rapidly, and Mo QingHan's heart is also beating fast.

Do you want to save her or not?

His mother's words constantly appear in his mind, and he can't help looking at Qin Xiaolou, which makes him feel reluctant.

He no longer hesitated and stepped on the accelerator. The car, like an arrow from the string, ran into the black car that almost ran into Qin Xiaolou!

Qin Xiaolou was still in a trance, and suddenly there was a huge crash behind him.

"Bang!"

She was startled, quickly looked back, and heard someone exclaim: "there's a car accident, it's terrible!"

The front passenger seat of the black car was deeply shriveled by the blue sports car.

The hood of the blue sports car has fallen into the black car, and the whole body has been deformed.

When Qin Xiaolou saw the sports car, he was surprised and cried out:

"Ink light cold!"

She ran past regardless, and saw Mo QingHan leaning on the seat with blood all over her head, which was extremely tragic.

Qin Xiaolou's voice was shaking: "Mo QingHan, wake up, wake up quickly!"