Commander, your wife is here to monitor again.

Chapter 11 011 Information In Place (1)

"You don't look like you're cooking." In the evening, after hanging up the phone, Sinan leaned against the door, looked at the people busy in the kitchen, grinned, and opened his mouth.

"What is it if it's not cooking?" Murong Qingli asked back without turning his head, and then without waiting for him to say more, he asked again, "It's been quiet all afternoon, what's the news?"

At noon, the man took him to a quaint restaurant in Binhai for dinner.

After a meal, she guessed that the owner of the restaurant named Nanshengyuan might be this person, but if he didn't tell, she couldn't ask.

"The logistics company's car came out of the hole, and Chen Zhen and the others followed." Sinan couldn't help but frown when he heard her ask. He was really worried that those people would send those possible antiques out of the country. .

Both Binhai and Qingcheng have docks to the outside world!

"Maybe they transported things out of Binhai?" Hearing this, Murong Qingli immediately turned to look at the person at the door, "Do you want to find a way to stop it?"

"Why?" Sinan sneered, "We have to see where they are going. If they are going to the pier, they can have someone check them out. If they are going somewhere else..."

Hearing his cold tone, especially when he bit the word "well", Murong Qingli's eyes darkened slightly, and he turned around to take out the vegetables in the pot.

"Let's serve the meal!" Murong Qingli greeted in a calm tone, and Murong Qingli took two bowls of rice and walked out first.

Si Nan looked at the people passing by, shrugged his shoulders, walked to the cabinet, washed his hands, brought two dishes and followed him out.

"Brother." The two had dinner together again, Murong Qingli didn't speak easily, but halfway through the meal, the phone rang.

"Is Sinan here?" Murong Qingge looked at his younger sister who answered the video call, "The message has been sent to you, you should study it after dinner, and Xia Qiu is not around, you should pay more attention to safety and don't be alone. "

"Are you worried about me?" Sinan put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue, hummed and spoke.

"You boy!" Murong Qingge laughed lowly, "By the way, you can rest assured of those police officers, I have also arranged for people, just tell them not to rush up easily."

"You've made all the arrangements!" Si Nan got up, went around to the opposite side, and sat down beside Murong Qingli.

"We will not be in any danger for the time being, but you may not be sure, keep in touch at any time!"

"Take good care of my sister, I will thank you very much, you eat slowly." Seeing his sister pursing her lips and not making a sound, Murong Qingge also laughed a little.

"Has the message been sent to your mailbox?" Sinan looked at the man who was obviously in a depressed mood. Sinan didn't say anything to comfort him, but asked the business directly.

"En." With a low response, Murong Qingli opened the mailbox, and then handed him the phone.

"Eat slowly, I'll tell you." Sinan smiled lightly, and took her cell phone.

The bowl of soup in front of her hasn't been drunk yet, let her calm down a bit!

"Murong's antique shop, list of clerks." Sinan looked at the information on the first page and raised his eyebrows.

She was right in her suspicions, the Murong family's antique shop really had a problem.

"This should be the main thing." After looking carefully, Sinan continued, "On the surface, the antique shop is managed by Murong Bofei, but the master behind the scenes is Murong Anxu, your uncle."

"There is another one named Murong Ke who is the most active, and some things are basically related to him." From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of her slightly stiff face just now, and Sinan sighed secretly, "Hey, I remember, your father His name is Murong Jing."

"Then, Murong Anxu and Murong Bofei, their names..."

"My father's generation used to have single-character names." Murong Qingge put down the spoon and spoke slowly.

"Murong Bofei is the adopted son of my uncle. However, he is not a complete outsider. He is my aunt's nephew. Fifteen years ago, my aunt and her family died in a car accident, and my uncle adopted him. Since then From the beginning, they changed their names."

"Uncle's original name is Murong Xu." Speaking of this, Murong Qingli turned to look at the people around him.

"When he was young, he had already made his mark in the archaeological field at the age of 30. After his aunt left, he said that he was heartbroken and had no ambitions anymore. He just wanted to follow his aunt's will and bring up her nephew."

"Why does it sound weird?" Si Nan frowned slightly, met her gaze, and said in an inexplicable tone.

"I don't know. At that time, I was still young." Murong Qingli shook his head, turned around, and picked up the spoon again.

Si Nan shrugged and continued to look down, but the following information made him frown even tighter.

Murong Qingge actually sent the information about the marriage family that some people chose for his sister? !

"Sun Zhaowen..." muttering the name, Si Nan narrowed his eyes and thought, "Sun Yuwan should be the father of this kid..."

"Sun's family, the ancestors started from robbers/tombs." Murong Qingli heard his murmur, finished drinking the soup, wiped his mouth, and spoke again.

"So that's how it is..." Hearing this, Si Nan suddenly turned his head to look at her, and then relaxed a little.

"Why so?" Murong Qingli asked suspiciously, leaned over and looked at his phone.

His reaction was wrong!

"Sun Zhaowen is very close to Murong Ke's son Murong Qinglin." Si Nan calmed down and replied.

"Although your brother has only found some clues about these people, you can already determine that there is something wrong with them."

"However, it is not certain that they are related to that organization, and none of them are suspected of being Kun Bo." Murong Qingli sighed.

"Where did you find this Kunbo?" Sinan thought for a while and asked in a low tone.

"The capital!" Murong Qingli replied without hesitation, and then, as if he had realized it, he was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that the main force of the criminal group is still in the capital?"

"But, even my brother didn't find any trace of them!" Murong Qingli sighed in shock.

"Read the following information first." Sinan withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the phone in his hand.

It seems that most of what Murong Qingge said to him last night was not allowed to be known by this girl.

The information was told to him separately, probably because he was afraid that his sister would find out something.

"This seems to be..." Turning a page, the following information, Sinan is a bit of an amateur, "Look at it."

"En." Murong Qingli took the phone and quickly looked at the next message.

"Brother has found out the tombs they have explored in the past few years." Murong Qingli looked at the information, his face became colder and colder.

"They actually helped those people find four large tombs, it's almost..."

"I haven't found any professionals related to this. The people in your Murong family are really capable!" Sinan immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

"I..." Murong Qingli was about to speak when the phone rang suddenly.

is information.

"You...do you want to go to the grave with me?" Murong Qingli opened the message, hesitated for a while, turned his head, and asked in a low voice.

"Can you not follow?" Si Nan was startled, then grinned, "When are you leaving?"

(End of this chapter)