The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 108 The Legendary Big Shot

"...Who are you talking to?" Qiao Yimo walked out of the room dejectedly, and was surprised when he saw the smiling old woman, "Mother-in-law? Why are you here?"

The old woman pointed at Shen Shisheng with a smile, "I'm here to see my grandson."

"Then you can stay for a few days, we have plenty of rooms here."

"Then I won't bother you." The old lady was not polite and responded directly.

Qiao Yimo paused in embarrassment, she just wanted to be polite, but unexpectedly she agreed.There are more and more people in the family, how on earth is she going to explain to Fu Moshen!
In desperation, she could only go downstairs in despair.

When I came to the living room, I found that breakfast was ready. Fu Moshen was wearing a slim T-shirt and trousers, and gently handed her a piece of bread.

Those eyes are so affectionate that water can be squeezed out.

This made Qiao Yimo's hairs stand on end, and she couldn't help but ask, "Fu Moshen, are you okay? What's so weird today?"

"Is there? Wasn't I like this before? Eat quickly, and I'll take you to work later." Fu Moshen naturally handed the milk to her.

Qiao Yimo took a sip of milk, but before he could swallow it, he said, "Morning." Then he saw a handsome strange guy coming out from upstairs, wearing ancient clothes.

"Cough cough, cough cough..." Qiao Yimo was caught off guard and coughed as he choked on the milk.

Fu Mo gave the handsome guy a hard look, then reached out and patted Qiao Yimo's back meticulously.

However, Qiao Yimo's eyes widened, and he pointed at the smiling handsome guy, "This... who is this?"

"He's my friend, you don't have to worry about staying here for a few days."

Yan Jun glanced at Fu Moshen, then nodded politely to Qiao Yimo, "My surname is Yan, please take care of me in the future." After Yan Jun finished speaking, he ate breakfast as usual.

"I just fell asleep. There are several more people in the family, ha ha." Qiao Yimo laughed dryly, a little confused.

Fu Moshen is definitely not the kind of person who would bring outsiders into his home!

This handsome guy in ancient costume looked weird, and the old lady came here uninvited. While eating bread, her eyes drifted past these people in front of her, and she always felt like she had forgotten something...

But everything in front of her was so real that she couldn't find anything wrong.

Qiao Yimo lowered his head and gnawed on the bread. He didn't notice that the other people on the dining table looked at each other silently. The strength in Qiao Yimo's body had been awakened under the stimulation of the ghost king before, but his body was very weak due to excessive consumption. Now the ghost king disappeared. , should take this opportunity to recover well.

But Qiao Yimo fell into a demon and didn't wake up for a long time. In desperation, she could only resolve it by erasing the memory of her power awakening.

Everyone reached a consensus, and the caliber was naturally the same.

As soon as Qiao Yimo put down his chopsticks, Fu Moshen handed over a tissue, and the way he followed suit made the others a little unbearable.

Only Yan Jun seemed to take it easy and didn't have the slightest influence.

Fu Moshen sent Qiao Yimo to the door of the haunted house, told her to pay attention to her health, and then went to work.

Everything is business as usual.

Meng Hui was still waiting at the door early, seeing the back of Fu Moshen and the two going away, her eyes flickered slightly.

"Miss Meng, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Qiao Yimo greeted with some embarrassment. For some reason, when she saw the haunted house behind Meng Hui, she always felt a little trembling.

Meng Huier tilted her head and smiled, "It's okay, let's go in."

The cute and cute appearance made Qiao Yimo's heart melt.

Meng Huier and Meng Huier re-determined all the layout of the room, and then they will start a large-scale demolition work, and start decoration again according to the design drawings.

Qiao Yimo naturally assumes the chief designer of the haunted house, busy every day.

Meng Huier seldom appeared on the scene, she seemed very busy and always went on business trips.

She still hasn't figured out what Meng Huier's occupation is. She obviously looks like a rich second-generation lolita. How can she be busier than Fu Moshen, the president?
This is the first design she completed independently, so she dared not neglect it, and went to the construction site every day to watch the workers work in disgrace.

There was a scream amidst the noisy demolition, "No, it's not good!"

"what happened?"

Qiao Yimo's heart skipped a beat and hurried over.

The workers who were smashing the wall not far away all ran outside in a panic.

Qiao Yimo secretly thought it was not good, and went against the crowd to the scene of the incident.

A worker had collapsed to the ground, pale and sweating profusely.

"Are you okay?" Qiao Yimo quickly stepped forward to check on the situation of the workers, fearing that something might happen to the workers under him.

The worker raised his fingers tremblingly, pointing to the wall that had been smashed in half.

Only then did Qiao Yimo realize that there was an interlayer inside the smashed wall, and the interlayer was poured with cement, and the strange skeletons on the complete plane stared straight at them.

Qiao Yimo's breathing stopped for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize it. He stood up and observed carefully that there were five skulls in the wall!

In other words, there are five corpses here!

Qiao Yimo calmed down and calmed down the emotions of the workers first.

Since she was killed, this matter was beyond her ability, so she quickly called Joan.

Soon a car with flashing warning lights arrived, and while controlling the scene, everyone present was called back for questioning.

In the small room, Qiao An was sitting on the other side of the table. His complexion was very bad, his beard had grown very long, and his eyes were covered with bruises. Some people could not recognize Qiao Yimo's decadent appearance.

"Miss Qiao, as a witness, tell me about the situation at that time."

Qiao An said seriously, in a completely businesslike manner, Qiao Yimo briefly explained what happened at that time.

Many people were seen at the scene, and everyone's confessions were consistent, and it didn't take long for the confessions to be counted.Qiao Yimo was about to go home, but Qiao An suddenly stopped her and took her to the office.

"Is something wrong?"

Joan's complexion was a little ugly, and he handed her the autopsy report, "Let's take a look at this first."

Qiao Yimo took it suspiciously, and the moment she saw the words on it, the hairs all over her body stood on end.

"These five corpses belong to 25 people respectively?"

That is to say, different parts of the five corpses came from different people, and they were dismembered and sewn together and poured into the wall.

"The death of these people did not exceed three years." Joan's face was ugly. There were at least 25 murders, and there were no clues. It seemed that this would be a tough battle.

Qiao Yimo trembled all over, and tightened his fingers holding the autopsy report.

(End of this chapter)