Mu family's little lucky girl

Chapter 98
Chen Xiao paused as he stroked the wall of the cup, and slowly looked at Mo Zhennan, with slight doubts in his dark eyes, and quietly waiting for Mo Zhennan's next words.

Wei Qi leaned forward unconsciously, with one arm resting on the edge of the table, with a serious expression, and a pair of amber eyes staring at Mo Zhennan.

"Your Excellency, it's not just boys who are missing, are there women? Girls? Or old people?"

Wei Qi subconsciously thought of these vulnerable groups.

But soon, he had another question.

What is the purpose of arresting the elderly?

Boys, girls and women can be sold for human teeth, but what about the elderly?
Mo Zhennan sighed heavily.

"Ugh!"

He slammed his fist on the table, and the tea cup collided with the tea lid, making a crisp sound.

"A sin!"

Mo Zhennan turned his head, as if he had suddenly caught a life-saving straw. He looked at Chen Xiao with piercing eyes, his face collapsed, his face was bitter, and he said as if he was about to cry: "Ah Heng , Uncle Mo has encountered a big problem this time."

Ah Heng is Chen Xiao's childhood name, usually only those who are close to him would call him that.

When Mo Zhennan went to his house before, he called him that way.

And Uncle Mo was also what Chen Xiao called him back then.

"Heng" and "Uncle Mo", imperceptibly drawn into the relationship between Chen Xiao and Mo Zhennan again.

Chen Xiao came here this time to assist in the investigation of the boy's disappearance. Even if Mo Zhennan didn't entrust him to help, he would investigate secretly. Seeing this, Chen Xiao quickly stated: "Uncle Mo, as long as the nephew can If you can help, my nephew will definitely help."

The number of missing people keeps rising, but the case has never made any progress. The strings in the mind of the short-limbed Magistrate Mo have also become tighter and tighter, and he is on the verge of collapse at any time.

At this moment, because of the annoyance and helplessness of his lack of ability, as well as the worry and anxiety about the missing persons, his eyes were red again.

The suppressed and silent crying made people feel distressed.

He wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and said in a hoarse voice: "To tell you the truth, the facts are exactly as this young man said. Not only boys are missing, but also girls, women and the elderly."

"At first, only boys were missing. I thought it was just a single case of human trafficking, but later, people disappeared one after another, and not only boys, but also girls, women and the elderly; in just seven days , the number of missing persons reached 35."

"And these people disappeared for no reason, just like the world evaporated."

Wei Qi frowned, thinking of all the rumors he had heard in the past few days, he asked: "Since there are not only boys missing, why is there only news about boys missing on the street? The news about girls, women and the elderly is Not at all."

Mo Zhennan said with a serious expression: "Just after the government received the report, the disappearance of the boy spread like wildfire. The news quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, and even a storyteller talked about it in a teahouse or restaurant. There used to be a lot of people watching the fun.”

"The storyteller publicized this incident so much that it made people panic for a while. After I heard about it, I immediately sent someone to arrest the storyteller and strictly prohibited the people from discussing this matter. Once discovered, they will be escorted to prison."

"This trick is very useful. No one dares to discuss this matter openly anymore, and everyone doesn't want to send themselves to jail because of their mouth addiction. Therefore, there is no news of missing girls, women and old people outside."

Wei Qi narrowed his eyes, and the coldness flashed through the amber eyes, and he quickly regained his composure: "Then where is Mr. Storyteller now?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Zhennan's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Because of a missing boy case, this guy dared to openly arrange the court, talk about the current emperor, and spread rumors to confuse people and people's hearts. He was beaten [-] times, and he is still in prison.”

"Heng, this matter is very strange." Mo Zhennan looked at Chen Xiao, wanting to know what he was thinking at this time, but he couldn't see anything from his face, and Mo Zhennan continued: "This It's not easy to be a servant, I suspect that he is in the same group as the prisoner."

"The disappearance of these people is definitely not simple." Speaking of this, Mo Zhennan scratched his head in distress, "But I just can't figure out the reason."

Chen Xiao didn't know what he was thinking, curled up his index finger, and knocked on the table unconsciously.

Wei Qi glanced at Chen Xiao, and asked Mo Zhennan, "What can my lord pry out of his mouth?"

Speaking of this, Mo Zhennan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and said helplessly: "This guy is very strict with his mouth. He didn't even groan when he was [-] years old, and he didn't say anything when asked."

Wei Qi touched his chin unconsciously.

Suddenly, he sneered.

It's a tough one.

Chen Xiao casually took Wei Qi's fleeting sneer into his eyes, and looked away. He calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip. His handsome face was calm, his long eyelashes drooped, and his eyes were fixed on the tea in the cup. With the gently rippling water, he gently opened his mouth and said: "Uncle Mo, during the period of imprisoning this person, no one is allowed to enter the prison, and family members are not allowed to visit. The jailer guarding the prison must be someone Uncle Mo can trust."

Mo Zhennan was shocked all over, and immediately sat upright.

Chen Xiao raised his eyelids lightly, "Beware of this person committing suicide."

Mo Zhennan's scalp was numb: "A-Heng is saying that this person will commit suicide in fear of crime?"

Chen Xiao took another sip, and held the teacup in his palm, "This person is very purposeful and good at catching wind and shadows. An ordinary storyteller would definitely not dare to talk about the right and wrong of the Holy One behind his back. Obviously someone ordered him to do so behind his back. .”

"Trying to use this to arouse people's anger against the government, it is best to go to the government to make trouble. The bigger the trouble, the better for them."

Mo Zhennan couldn't help feeling cold, and his hair stood on end, "Why did they do this?"

"What enmity do these people have with the government?"

Chen Xiao rolled his eyes at Wei Qi lightly, knowing that the remnants of the previous dynasty had not been completely wiped out, and there were not many things about Beidi people lurking in Dazhou. The emperor's jurisdiction is a confidential matter, and few people know about it. Chen Xiao lowered his eyes for a moment, and said to Mo Zhennan: "I don't know too well."

"Uncle Mo, you still have to be more cautious, and beware of someone sneaking into the prison."

"This person may be the key person to solve the case."

However, it is also very likely that it is an abandoned child after someone else used it.

Chen Xiao didn't say the last word.

Mo Zhennan nodded his head heavily, listening to Chen Xiao's words as if he was listening to an imperial decree.

"I will give orders today to strengthen the manpower and security to guard this guy."

Chen Xiao sat with his back to the window, the sunlight sneaked into the room through the window, casting a layer of soft yet sharp light behind Chen Xiao and on his head, Chen Xiao put down the teacup, looked at Mo Zhennan, he slowly Slowly said: "Uncle Mo, I heard that someone from the government was investigating this case and unfortunately died. I don't know if this is really what happened in the street?"

Hearing this, Mo Zhennan drooped his shoulders.

Look sad.

Can't hide the sadness.

"There are guards who died, but—"

"Not because of the case..."

Chen Xiao: "Since he didn't die because of the case, why is Uncle Mo so worried?"

Mo Zhennan wiped his face, "I just can't figure it out."

"Jiao Datou is a person who never drinks, I don't know when he started to drink."

Wei Qi glanced at Chen Xiao, looked at the sad Mo Zhennan, and asked softly, "When did you find out that he died?"

Mo Zhennan: "July 27th, at the beginning of Zishi, in the alley where Jiao Datou came home."

"The alley is very secluded. Few people go there. Jiao Datou will take this alley home every day when he leaves the office (off work). He has come here like this for several years. Who would have thought that he would be hit by a brick that day? dead."

"The child ran to me a few days ago and asked me to introduce his wife to him, but now..."

(End of this chapter)