"She went out with her sister." Seeing Pei Moshen, Wu Yifan quickly told him the news he got from Wu Yuhui.

"I know." Pei Mochen sat in the passenger seat, his eyes dark and terrifying.

"They have been to the cake shop and bought birthday cakes, the one opposite, let's go there."

Wu Yifan drove the car to the traffic light, ready to turn around and go to the cake shop.

Pei Mochen stopped, "No, I understand."

Cake, today is Uncle Zhang Yang's birthday, she must have taken her to the cemetery.

"Drive to xx cemetery."

"it is good."

Wu Yifan speeded up the car and walked towards the xx cemetery.

Pei Mochen's phone rang, and it was Lu Anyi calling.

"Did Feifei find it? I couldn't find anything when I asked Jingyou. The doctor just gave her a tranquilizer and asked where she was, but she kept shaking her head."

"Mo Shen, we must find Feifei, she will be fine, she will be fine."

Pei Mochen replied coldly, "Tie her up, and send her to the madhouse if you don't say anything."

"Silence, I will take good care of her in the future." Lu Anyi was naturally reluctant to send Zhang Jingyou to that place, to be with a group of mentally abnormal people.

She couldn't do that, she believed that even if Zhang Mofei knew about it, she would never agree.

"If you don't do it, I'll let someone do it." Pei Mochen's tone and attitude cannot be questioned.

Lu Anyi asked, "Where are you now?"

"She should take her to the cemetery today. Today is Uncle Zhang Yang's birthday."

When Lu Anyi heard this, her tone sounded even more anxious, "Then Feifei..."

"Force her to say that I'm dead."

"Pei Mochen!" Lu Anyi on the phone heard that Pei Mochen asked her to threaten Zhang Jingyou with the words that he was dead, and became angry, her voice tremblingly changed the quality of her voice.

"If she can't find it, I will be dead."

After Pei Mochen finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He looked out of the window, his hands clenched into fists, and all the veins in his hands were bulging.

Lu Anyi's words kept echoing in her ears, "She is covered in blood." '

Wu Yifan glanced at Pei Moshen, picked up his cell phone, and dialed Cheng Ningyou's number.

It rang twice, and someone answered the phone over there.

"Hello, Cheng Ningyou."

Hearing this, Pei Mo immediately snatched Wu Yifan's phone, "Zhang Mofei, where are you?"

Hearing Wu Yifan call 'Cheng Ningyou' into the phone, his heart almost jumped out.

An old man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Are you the owner of this phone? Just now our management staff found this bag in front of the 309 tombstone, and the bag is now in our guard room."

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Mo held the phone tightly, and urged Wu Yifan, "Hurry up."

"This is already the fastest."

Ignore all red lights along the way.

Pei Mochen rested his forehead with one hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a gust of cold air all over his body.

Zhang Mofei, you'd better make yourself okay, otherwise your sister will end badly.

Wu Yifan had never seen Pei Mochen in such an emotion. All along, what he saw most in his eyes was melancholy.

Although he was cold, he always spoke in the same tone, never in such an intense and angry tone as before.

What is missing now is the person he has been waiting for for five years. Although he has never experienced what it feels like to wait for someone for five years, he can understand the fear of losing.

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