Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 401 Collection of Hundred Poisons [19] You don't know him very well

Mo Qing came home very late.

The snow particles turned into goose feather snow, falling in pieces, and already covered the ground with a layer of snow white.

There were few pedestrians at night, and the ground was white. Mo Qing stepped on her foot, leaving clear footprints, and she walked all the way, with only her deep and shallow traces.

When she walked in front of her house, there were headlights sweeping over, she stopped, looked back, and saw a car coming.

It's a taxi.

The car stopped at the door next door, and when the rear door opened, a tall and straight figure stepped down.

Mo Qing squinted his eyes at the flashing light.

"You just came back?"

Jiang Ke saw Mo Qing in the car, and walked towards her in a hurry after getting out of the car.

The taxi drove away.

Mo Qing looked at him quietly: "A little earlier than you."

"I went to arrange some things, and I just finished my work." Jiang Ke took Mo Qing's hand, which was as cold as ice, and frowned, "Wear something like this? Have you finished your business?"

"Ah."

"Go back first."

Jiang Ke knew that she was not afraid of the cold, but he couldn't let her freeze.

He took Mo Qing back to his home.

After entering the house, he first poured a cup of hot water for Mo: "Things are not going well?"

"smoothly."

Mo Qing said absently.

"An accident happened?" Jiang Ke frowned.

"No." Mo Qing held the hot water and took a sip, "It's just a little annoying."

"For what?"

Mo Qing's eyes showed a bit of hostility: "The new social order can't kill people casually. If you want revenge, you have to use other thoughts."

"..."

Jiang Ke was startled.

He could tell that Mo Qing was not joking, but was really murderous.

Turning his mind a little, Jiang Ke immediately figured out the cause and effect: "Wen Zhiming really moved the Qihuang pulse?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing responded.

When he reunited with Mo Yiting, Mo Yiting told Mo Qing his guess - it was very likely that Wen Zhiming slaughtered the Qihuang Yimai and took away the Qihuang Yimai's medical books. Others help.

But these speculations have no evidence.

Now, the proof is there.

The medical books belonging to Qihuang's lineage and her prescriptions are all in the underground secret room of Wen's house.

When she was sure of this, Mo Qing had the intention of killing the entire Wen family, but after all, she had stayed here for more than a year, and some order had already integrated into her body.

She can't move.

Once she makes a move, Huos, Department 101, and Min Chang, Xiao Ni, and Shen Qi who participated in the operation with her will all suffer.

She could only settle for the next best thing, and set fire to those things that did not belong to the Wen family.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Ke frowned tightly.

"I just burned the Wen family's secret room, and I will make plans later." Mo Qing paused, and added, "There is no evidence left by the fire."

In fact, the topic is somewhat heavy.

However, Jiang Ke couldn't help but want to laugh with Mo Qing's serious and defensive appearance.

With Mo Qing's experience, what things haven't been done?
After setting off a fire, we have to consider the evidence.

It can be seen that Hoss has not been nagging this year.

"Want some wine?" Jiang Ke asked, "I can drink with you until dawn tonight."

"I'll get it."

Mo Qing put away the tasteless hot tea, got up and went to Jiang Ke's wine cabinet.

In Jiang Ke's previous residence, there was a large wine cabinet, which was full of wines he had collected in recent years.

After moving here, Jiang Ke also got a little drunkard, and he placed his favorite batch.

But he specially made a wooden door for the wine cabinet. Usually, when the door is closed, he can't find it at all.

Mo Qing never noticed it until she discovered it by accident when she was looking for seasoning in the kitchen two days ago.

"Your hobby burns money, doesn't it?"

Mo Qing casually brought over two bottles of wine.

"It's okay, it's not a waste of money in Jiang's house." Jiang Ke took two wine glasses, put them on the coffee table, and after a pause, he tilted his head and asked, "Does Jiang Yan like drinking?"

Mo Qing opened a bottle of wine and wondered: "Don't you love to take his place? Ask him what to do?"

"Ask whatever you want."

"I've never seen him drink alcohol before." Mo Qing thought for a while, "I don't even drink for entertainment."

"Is it."

Jiang Ke's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

Mo Qing filled the two glasses with wine: "His nerves are always tense, and he doesn't give himself a chance to relax. It's normal not to drink."

"Why?" Jiang Ke has seriously studied modern history, "Those years were not perennial wars."

After thinking for a long time, Mo Qing only had one answer: "I don't know."

Jiang Ke said: "He knows you well, but you don't know him very well."

Mo Qing raised his eyes and squinted: "Are you speaking for him?"

Jiang Ke was startled, and denied: "No."

"But you're right, I really don't know him very well." Mo Qing's eyelids drooped slightly, and then he raised them again, "I won't mention it, lest you take the opportunity to go crazy with alcohol."

Jiang Ke picked up the wine glass and said softly, "I won't."

But he did not bring up the subject again.

They didn't talk about Jiang Yan, Wen Zhiming, or the Qihuang lineage.

It's all in the past, and no matter how much we discuss it, it won't have any impact on what has happened.

Life and death, Mo Qing has already seen the difference.

And Jiang Ke, who didn't even know what kind of existence he was, looked at it even more indifferently.

The two of them focused on how to deal with the Wen family.

But chatting and chatting, I couldn't tell who it was, and lost consciousness first.

Two wine bottles fell to the ground, completely empty.

(End of this chapter)