Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 403 The Collection of Hundred Poisons [21] Looks Like a Scumbag

"I don't care what you do, but is Zhang Zixu satisfied?"

"Everyone is in trouble, he can't be dissatisfied." Gu Wanwan shrugged, "Besides, we don't need him to be satisfied, and he didn't want to give us the prescription paper."

What he said was very meaningful.

After returning the phone to Jiang Ke, Mo Qing lazily leaned back on the sofa: "It seems there is still a story."

Gu Wanwan said slowly: "After Han Jing's business was settled, he called Team Jiang last night and asked Team Jiang to meet temporarily. He asked Team Jiang to go there alone. The location is quite remote."

Mo Qing turned his head and asked Jiang Ke: "Have you gone?"

Jiang Ke smiled: "No, I came back directly."

"Of course he didn't go, I was the one who went." Gu Wanwan's mouth twitched, "He analyzed that if Zhang Zixu had other intentions, after avenging Han Jing, he should reveal his true colors. For this appointment, Maybe it's a trap. So he asked me to go there for him, and let Chishi secretly protect him."

The more Gu Wanwan talked, the more aggrieved he became.

When Zhang Zixu made an appointment with him, Jiang Ke could almost conclude that it was a trap.

Although Jiang Ke asked Chi Shi for help, Jiang Ke naturally let him take risks... It's so embarrassing.

The captain is amazing, huh?

"The results of it?"

Mo Qing's response made Gu Wanwan even more chilled.

Okay.

No one cared about him.

Gu Wanwan suddenly became angry: "What can the result be? Zhang Zixu wanted to die with me, but he arrived in time and saved my life...you two don't ask me if I'm injured?"

Mo Qing asked naturally: "You are injured, can you still go to the door early in the morning?"

Gu Wanwan: "..." Speechless.

"Where's Zhang Zixu?" Mo Qing asked again.

"He committed suicide, and the people behind him were not found out." When Gu Wanwan mentioned this, he couldn't help frowning.

He had prepared so well and waited for Zhang Zixu to blew himself up, but in the end he saved his hand and belched straight away.

Waste their efforts.

Mo Qing: "What's his reason? Why did Xiang Jiang engrave it? Also, what about that piece of parchment?"

"He has no enmity with Jiang Ke, he was instigated by others. He said that as long as he can complete this task, the people behind the scenes will help him heal his burns, and he will be able to see the light of day again."

"Can modern medicine treat such severe burns?" Mo Qing asked.

"No." Gu Wanwan shook his head, then asked, "Can you?"

Mo Qing was decisive: "Yes."

"..." Gu Wanwan paused, "So the people behind him must have medical skills. And the parchment, he said it was given by someone else, just to attract Team Jiang, and now the parchment has been taken away. Take it."

After finishing speaking, Gu Wanwan sighed again: "If such a valuable thing is used as a bait, Team Jiang must have attached great importance to it."

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke did not comment.

Those parchments, in the eyes of Gu Wanwan and others, are priceless.

Here at Mo Qing...

Just firewood for heating.

No, she didn't think it was enough to keep warm.

Mo Qing continued to ask: "The people behind the scenes, do you have any clues?"

"In his mobile phone, there is a phone number that he frequently contacts. The phone card is anonymous. We tried to call, but the other party hung up after saying 'Hello'. Listening to the voice, it was a man, about 25 to 35 years old."

Mo Qing frowned: "The clue is broken again?"

"It doesn't count." Jiang Ke answered leisurely, "I'll go to the crew in the afternoon and test it out again."

"Row."

Mo Qing nodded.

She said again: "I'll go to the hospital in the afternoon to see Song Yiyuan."

Jiang Ke nodded: "He should be discharged from the hospital."

"You should have a certain degree of oppression." Gu Wanwan couldn't believe it. "He was seriously injured and hospitalized. It's only been a few days. Why are you rushing him out of the hospital? I can't stand it anymore."

Mo Qing said directly: "Then close your eyes."

Gu Wanwan: "..."

Actually, wanting Song Yiyuan to be discharged from the hospital was not because Mo Qing and Jiang Ke were unkind.

But Mo Qing might not be able to wait.

Hoss said that there was a third switch for the miniature bomb in Mo Qing's heart, which was basically confirmed to be true after investigation.

In other words, once the switch is really in the hands of New World, they can threaten Mo Qing at any time.

Mo Qing had to take out the miniature bomb before they confirmed her value.

simply,
The scalpel was already in her hand.

Song Yiyuan's hand was also healed by her, and his medical skills were just enough.

Just one last step.

Gotta hurry up.

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After lunch, Mo Qing put on a windbreaker over his hoodie, coiled up his silver hair, and put on a peaked cap.

"How about it, is it unobtrusive?"

Mo Qing turned around in front of Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke's heart felt hot, and he put his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Gu Wanwan is always here, so I don't have a chance to ask." Jiang Ke lowered his head, his eyes were dark, and he looked at her with unusual concentration, "Every time...do you become like this?"

"How do I know?" Mo Qing raised the brim of his hat, "This is the first time."

Jiang Ke was stunned: "The first time?"

Mo Qing raised her head slightly, her slender neck curved gracefully, she chuckled lightly: "Why, don't you believe me?"

She is casual and free and easy, completely indifferent.

But Jiang Kergen suddenly turned red.

He suddenly became a little nervous: "You tell me, I will believe it."

Mo Qing saw the clue, and smiled even more happily, hooking his fingers on his chin: "What's wrong with Mr. Jiang?"

"..."

Jiang Ke pursed his lower lip, and his jaw line tightened.

Just like his tense nerves.

Soon, Jiang Ke raised his eyes slightly, swept over her peaked cap, and changed the subject slightly stiffly: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, Shen Qi said to come with me." Mo Qing paused, "I think she has something to ask me."

Jiang Ke hesitated: "I..."

"That's it, I'll go first."

Mo Qing raised his hand to pat his face, and because it felt good, he pinched it again.

She turned around, left Jiang Ke's embrace, and went directly to the entrance.

Looking at her free and easy back, Jiang Ke couldn't help muttering to himself: She looks like a scumbag.

(End of this chapter)