My iceberg smiled

Chapter 929 I Can Find It
"Master, you go first, I'm going to find him." Zhuo Qiu didn't believe Han Ruohe's crazy words before.

As for whether to believe it or not, it is up to him to ask his own heart.

The blood in his eyes didn't fade away, but became thicker.The exhausting running and mental torture almost crushed all his beliefs.

He still had the amber pendant around his neck, but it looked a little dull at the moment.

He leaned against the wall listlessly, reached into his pocket for a cigarette, but couldn't find it.

Remember, the cigarette was smoked by him.

He smoked a lot these days, more than he had in all these years combined.

Unable to control the urge to smoke, the smell of nicotine can temporarily suppress the panic in his heart and calm him down a bit.

"You can't find it now." Han Mochen's face turned cold.

He felt that Zhuo Qiu had just fallen into a dead end and was just digging into a dead end.

"I can find it." Zhuo Qiu retorted Han Mochen for the first time.With an obsession.

"Not only can you not find it today, you won't find it tomorrow, nor will you find it the day after tomorrow." Han Mochen said again, this time mercilessly.

He thought, since comfort is not good, let him recognize the truth.

If it is so easy to find someone, it is impossible for so many days without results.

He also sent Zhuo Feng's people to look for him privately, is Zhuo Feng's bodyguard really a vegetarian?

Through what Han Ruohe said today, Anan had nothing but two results.

Dead, or dying.

Either it was really like what the other party said, it was blown to pieces, and it would have been wiped out long ago.

This can also explain why Anan has not been found.

After all, how can a person who disappeared from the world be found?
But taking a step back, M4 was not successfully activated, and Anan was not killed, so the medicine in his body was enough to make him die of pain without an antidote.

So many days have passed, unless Anan gets the antidote, he will be almost dead.

Han Mochen couldn't see Zhuo Qiu's slumped look, and wanted to hit someone.

In his view, no amount of grief can change the current situation.

Just like how he couldn't find Xiaoxiao back then.

If you can't find it, you can't find it. When you want to find something, it just won't come out, but when you stop looking for it suddenly, that thing will magically appear in front of you again.

Xiaoxiao appeared in front of him just like that.

Han Mochen faintly felt that maybe Anan would do the same.

If he wanted to do good for Zhuo Qiu, he had to take Zhuo Qiu back.

This guy hasn't slept for too long, and if he doesn't sleep, he will die suddenly.

"I can find it." Facing Han Mochen's pouring of cold water, Zhuo Qiu still said stubbornly.

When he looked up, his eyes were very red.

"He can't just die like this, I can find it, I can find it, young master, I can get him back, I can..."

Zhuo Qiu seemed to be trying to prove something, and repeated it several times, but his voice became smaller and smaller.

The air suddenly became a little stuffy.

There were muffled sobs.

"He promised I would come back."

"..."

"Why don't you believe it?"

"..."

There was no sound.

Then the young man quickly walked up to Zhuo Qiu who was slumped against the wall, and chopped him unconscious with a hand knife.

The dumbfounded words: "..."

"What are you looking at, why don't you come over and help?" The young man frowned dissatisfiedly and glared.

Fangci in a hurry to help: "..."

What's the matter with suddenly feeling a little cold on the back of my neck, hiss.

(End of this chapter)