After waking up, the supernatural boss was pampered by his wife

Chapter 189 Who is it?
An Muxue furrowed her brows deeply. At this moment, many things came to mind like flint, as if everything made sense.

But why is it like this, if the truth is really like this, then why did Mo Chen lie to her?
Or is it that he has some unavoidable difficulties? In this way, will the time travel ten days later be real?
Seeing that An Muxue didn't speak, Zhao Wenman stepped forward and said anxiously, "What are you hiding from me? Tell me quickly. I'm dying of anxiety. I really don't understand. It's fine if you don't tell Fu Yunting. Pull me away in the middle of the night." Come out to dump the garbage, ask you what you don't say, are you really anxious to death?"

"It's Mo Chen!" An Muxue looked at Zhao Wenman seriously, and as expected, Zhao Wenman frowned, "Mo Chen?"

She had never heard of this name, nor did she know this person, nor did she know what relationship he had with them.

"Who is Mo Chen?" Zhao Wenman asked with doubts in his heart. An Muxue looked away and said in a serious tone, "If I guessed correctly, Mo Chen is the last supernatural person, and he and Lao Mo definitely have a relationship. An extraordinary relationship."

"Alas..." Zhao Wenman often let out a sigh of relief, she really didn't understand what this woman was doing.

Suddenly, she noticed that someone was staring at them not far away, and she knew who it was without thinking, she stepped forward and whispered in An Muxue's ear, "Those men have already followed, if you don't After the matter is settled, they will still think that there is some improper relationship between the two of us, you'd better tell me what's going on at once, and you'd better tell me what you need me to do."

An Muxue thought about it quickly, then lowered her head and said helplessly, "Don't think too much, just look for it quickly, maybe there really is a dead body here."

"I know there are corpses here." An Muxue suddenly changed his style, "Among these unpleasant smells is the smell of rotting corpses. I have often smelled these things before. If it is not someone important, please tell them. Give it to the police, we don't need to dig through the trash here."

"But we also need to know who the deceased is, in case there are important clues, or maybe it will help us go back."

An Muxue still insisted on her own opinion, and Zhao Wenman nodded helplessly, "Okay, okay, then let's look for it quickly, don't waste time."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Wenman picked up the stick again and began to pick around, looking at this for a while, looking at that for a while, and even encountered those disgusting garbage, which made her retch uncontrollably.

The situation on An Muxue's side was not good either. Although she was very confident, she retched more than once or twice in such a situation where she was covered in garbage and smelled like this.

Suddenly, An Muxue seemed to have stepped on something, slipped and almost fell.

Moaning all over, he took two steps back and saw that the plastic bag in front of him was bulging like a ball, no wonder it was so slippery.

ball?
A terrifying thought came to mind, I carefully picked up the plastic bag in front of me with a stick, just cut a hole, I was startled and threw the stick on the ground.

"found it!"

An Muxue exclaimed, and Zhao Wenman hurried forward, looking at the head in front of him with horror.

"How did you become like this?" Zhao Wenman was a little disgusted, and quickly covered his mouth, "How can you tell someone else?"

I have to say that the head in front is really disgusting, as if it has been fried, and even men and women can't be distinguished.

There is no hair. The carrion on the face is falling down, and there are unknown bugs crawling around on it.

An Muxue stared at her head like this for a few seconds, then turned around and vomited all over the floor.

A few black shadows jumped down from the flyover in an instant, and Fu Yunting quickly walked up to her and hugged her in his arms, "What are you doing? Are you here in the middle of the night to seek guilt? See what you're vomiting into?" What does it look like?"

Zhao Wenman stared at him like he was dying, and spread his hands helplessly, "Please find out if the situation is okay before you get angry next time, it was your woman who asked me to come here to dig through the trash, and now I see the dead body vomiting You still blame me for being like this."

"No, no, no, we didn't mean to blame you, but why did you come here in the middle of the night to look for trash?" Ye Chuang quickly resolved the situation and calmed down the situation on both sides.

Yang Zi scratched his ear, looking helpless, suddenly saw the skull from the side of his eyes, and cried out in shock, "Isn't this Xiao Mo?"

"What?" Everyone looked at the skull in confusion, his appearance was no longer visible, but Yang Zi could call out his name, which was really surprising.

"It's all like this, you can recognize it." Ye Chuang didn't quite believe it.

Yang Zi snorted coldly, "This guy used to be against me when I was in the organization. I never thought that he would be the last person. If it was him, I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes."

"So, he is really a member of the organization?" Ye Chuang squeezed his chin aside.

"Impossible." An Muxue took the words from the side, "Then the data will not match."

She looked at Zhao Wenman, "If your data is correct, then there is one more person among us, how could this be?"

"Many?" Fu Yunting looked at her suspiciously, "Do you know something? Why do you say such things?"

"Everyone." Yang Zi pinched his nose, "If we have something to say, can we go back and say that this place is a garbage dump? It's so hard, I'm about to throw up, not to mention there's a dead body here. Isn't that disrespectful?"

Yang Zi's words made sense, but Ye Chuang patted him on the shoulder and waved his hand just as he was about to leave, "You stay and call the police, we'll go first, and we'll meet up after you're done."

"What!" Yang Zi's jaw was about to drop to the ground, the living person of emotion wanted to leave him alone, is this still a group of people?
After everyone left, Yang Zi stood alone on the overpass in a daze. He was really a fucking boss, and he didn't even leave his car behind when he left.

Not only did he need to call the police, but he also had to take notes for the police, and he had to take a taxi back after he was done. What kind of crime did he do?

Yang Zi wanted to cry but had no tears, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed.

And when the group of them returned to the hotel, everyone saw that something was wrong with An Muxue.

"What's the matter with you? Why don't you tell us all, but you want to go out with Zhao Wenman privately."

Fu Yunting was most concerned about An Muxue's current state.

But he couldn't bear to ask, so he could only wait for An Muxue to recover before asking softly.

(End of this chapter)