Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 191 Only Never Riding in a Police Car

Mu Shihan felt that he had just lifted a rock and hit his foot.

He couldn't figure out what he was doing with a child when he was fine?
The key is still being relied upon!
After thinking about it, the problem still lies with his silly brother.

If he hadn't picked up this product in Haina, how could this product depend on him?

Mu Shifeng, who was in a dream state, was woken up by scolding from the air. He sat on the bed and touched his sweaty forehead.

"Mom, nightmare."

Mu Shihan, who had been tossed about for two long nights, had already turned from a young talent to a rough uncle.

He habitually made himself a cup of black coffee to refresh himself, while picking up the tablet on the coffee table to follow the financial news.

However, while waiting for Cheng Feng to pick him up for work, sleepiness started to wreak havoc all over his body again.

He put down his coffee and tablet, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

It's less than nine o'clock at noon.

Mu Shihan was awakened by the sound of police sirens coming from far and near outside the villa door.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found a naked rice dumpling lying on his body, and a low snoring sound came from his chest.

He didn't dare to move, and secretly scolded Cheng Feng for his inefficiency.

It's been two days, and I haven't found any clues.

Moreover, what is this little thing reincarnated from?
Not only can you toss, but the key is to sleep.
When I closed my eyes, this guy actually fell asleep again?Still sleeping on him!
He stretched his arms to try to reach the mobile phone on the tea table, but as soon as he moved his body, the little guy twisted it uncomfortably, which made him dare not make large movements.

After a while, the sleeping little guy finally woke up with the sound of the siren outside the villa.

He raised his little hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes, and he sat on the eight-pack of a certain boss, those ignorant eyes were full of exploration of the unknown world.

"Shu Shu, where am I?" His face was full of innocence.

Mu Shihan was stunned for a moment, but before he could answer, with a "bang", a large group of people broke through the door.

Several criminal police officers with quick hands immediately went forward and restrained the bewildered man. One of them took off his police uniform, wrapped the naked child, and held him in his hands.

Mu Shihan frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

"Mr. Mu, we suspect that you are related to a child abduction case, please cooperate with the investigation!"

"Child trafficking? You mean I'm a human trafficker?"

"Mr. Mu, everything depends on the results of the investigation!" The policeman said firmly.

Mu Shihan has lived for more than 30 years and has ridden in all kinds of cars, except for a police car.

At this moment, he was escorted into the car by two police officers, and he was exhausted from getting up...

Cheng Feng was delayed for some time due to some emergencies on the road. Just as he stopped the car at the entrance of the villa, he witnessed the scene where the BOSS was taken into the police car.

For a moment, he was so shocked that he even forgot to ask.

At the police station, a policeman came to inform Luo Wanning that the child had been found.

Song Keke excitedly stepped forward and hugged the policeman, "Thank you so much, Uncle Policeman!"

Luo Wanning's nerves finally relaxed, and she hurried forward to rescue the policeman brother who was entangled by Song Keke.

"So can I pick up the kids now?"

The policeman straightened his cap and replied: "Our comrades will send the child over later, please go through the formalities with me here first!"

"OK, thanks."

On the other side, the interrogation room.

The interrogator expressed helplessness in the face of Mu Shihan who refused to speak.

"Mr. Mu, please cooperate with our work!"

Since Mu Shihan was arrested by the criminal police in a surprise attack, he was only wrapped in a silver nightgown, and his short uncut hair was lying lazily on his head.

Even with such a casual home appearance, the cold air around the body still makes people feel alienated.

After more than an hour, no matter what the interrogator asked, he just replied indifferently: "We will talk about it when my lawyer comes!"

(End of this chapter)