Addiction to a pet: Boss love is hard to control

Chapter 172 Careful Preparation
In the morgue, due to the cold weather in winter and the pending case, Chen Yun's body has been left untouched in the morgue. "Hurry up, I risked losing my job to show you." Xuan Ling's old acquaintance looked outside in fear, wary of someone coming in.

"Don't be burdened, just treat it as meeting an old friend." Xuan Ling saw Xuan Zicong with sweaty palms, and knew that everyone was nervous.

"I know." Xuan Zicong took a deep breath, recalled the autopsy knowledge in the book and began to observe Chen Yun's body, "It's strange, there is no injury at all, how can we be sure that he killed it?"

After leaving the morgue, Xuan Zicong's thoughts were on Chen Yun's corpse.

"The autopsy result of the police said that she contained a reagent called dream in her body, and according to insiders, Wu Lian once also had this reagent in her body." The old acquaintance drank hot coffee and told Xuan everything he knew. Ling.

"Thank you very much." Xuan Ling patted his old friend on the shoulder and smiled slightly, expressing all his gratitude without saying a word.

On the other hand, after Wu Lian was imprisoned, he thought it was just a misunderstanding, and he was able to get out soon.But at the moment when he saw Mu Qi died, Wu Lian felt that it was not a misunderstanding. "Don't tell me this is your means, let me come back to you?".

Sitting on a chair outside, Mu Qichen looked at Wu Lian through the railing, "You look good, you're doing well without me."

Wu Lian sneered, turned her head away and didn't want to talk to Mu Qishen, but Mu Qishen kept chattering: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't fight for it."

"So you are so cruel, kill Chen Yun and then blame me?" Wu Lian wanted to cry, but when she met Mu Qishen, she really didn't know if she had done too many crimes or what.

Mu Qishen didn't take it seriously, "It's just a little guy. Compared with you, they can't even compare to a strand of your hair in my eyes."

"Enough, don't say any more." Wu Lian covered her ears, "If I knew you were such a person, I would rather die than be with you." She really thought that she once wanted to die with Mu Qi It's shameful to be married.

"Is that so?" The brilliance in Mu Qishen's eyes gradually disappeared, and a pair of red eyes looked at Wu Lian sullenly, "As long as you come back to my side, I'm willing to give you one last chance, how about it?"

"No need, I believe that justice is in the hearts of the people. I have never done it. Xuan Ling will rescue me!"

what! ! !Back at the villa, Mu Qishen went crazy and smashed all the things within his reach on the ground. The housekeeper saw that another batch of furniture was destroyed, but he didn't feel bad at all, "Sir, you have also seen Wu Lian's true face clearly. It’s too late to get out now.”

Mu Qisheng panted heavily, "Why, why did I treat her so well and she still wants to be with Xuan Ling?" He suddenly laughed, "I have power, power and status. Not going to Xuanling anymore."

The housekeeper shook his head, "Sir, you are more than a hundred times stronger than Xuan Ling. It is Wu Lian who is in the blessing and does not know the blessing, and has no eyes."

"Get out, I don't allow you to say that about her." Mu Qisheng turned around, slapped the housekeeper's old face, his eyes were deep, "No one can say that about her except me."

At the police station, the police officer looked at Zheng Aiye, who was eating, drinking, and messing with the police station, and was angry. "This is not a shelter. Turn left and there is an asylum 100 meters away. You should go there quickly."

Zheng Aiye lay in the police lounge with a hippie smile on her face, her head in her hands, her legs crossed, "No, if you don't tell me which police station Wu Lian has transferred to for a day, I will stay here for 24 hours and never leave. "

This... the police officer looked at Zheng Aiye in disbelief, "It's useless for you to be a rascal, our small staff don't know about the things above, I said you are a person with a reputation anyway, can you take care of your own image."

"Image?" Zheng Aiye recalled Xuanling's threats, and wanted to cry, "Compared to his torture, what the hell is image." After speaking, he lay down in a large font, so that all the police officers who wanted to rest could only do nothing. stared.

"Reagent, Dream..." Xuan Zicong is still studying the reagent of Dream, but as far as he knows, Wu Lian was injected by Mu Qishen last time, and suddenly his eyes light up, "If we can prove that the reagent of Dream If it came from Mu Qishen's hand, then Wu Lian would be innocent."

Xuan Ling raised his head from the sofa with Wu Lian's transcript, "Do you think Mu Qishen has done all this and is waiting for us to search for evidence?" The dream must have been completely destroyed by Mu Qishen long ago.

"Then what should I do!" Xuan Zicong shut the computer in front of him hard, "I'm really going crazy, what exactly is he trying to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Mu Qisheng looked at Xuan Ling who came to visit in front of him, with his slender legs resting on the coffee table, "I don't even know what I want, what would you give me in exchange?"

Xuan Ling stood straight in the lobby of Mu's villa, Mu Qishen was a little surprised by his extremely calm attitude, "No matter what you want, as long as I have it, I can exchange it with you, including my life."

Ha ha!Mu Qisheng suddenly burst out laughing, "Your life?"

Half an hour later, Xuan Ling lay on the ground panting, and got up with great difficulty, "Continue."

"Interesting." Mu Qichen looked at Xuan Ling who couldn't even stand still, and took off the boxing gloves in his hand, "You can't even stand still, what else do you want?"

Xuan Ling was dizzy from the beating, but he only had Mu Qishen's words in his mind: As long as you let me beat you up, I'll tell you in exchange.Shaking his head, "I'm fine, you continue, don't forget what you said."

"Of course!" Thinking of Wu Lian's almost confession to Xuan Ling in the prison, Mu Qishen became ruthless, and immediately put a trap with a sharp blade on his hand.

"I asked about Wu Lian's whereabouts, Xuan Ling, come out quickly." Zheng Aiye hurried back from the police station, but only saw Xuan Zicong, "Where is Xuan Ling?"

Xuan Zicong frowned, "My brother~ he went to Mu's house."

"Sir, if you continue to fight like this, I'm afraid it will kill you." The housekeeper couldn't stand it anymore, just when Mu Qishen threw his fist again, the housekeeper stood up from the side at the right time.

"Are you meddling in my affairs?" Mu Qishen squinted at the housekeeper with an impatient expression on his face, "If I remember correctly, I am the head of the family, and you are just a housekeeper, right?"

The butler nodded, "I'm indeed just a butler, but it's precisely because I am a butler that I can't just sit and watch my husband do wrong things." There were so many reporters blocking the gate, and the cameras captured Xuan Ling entering Mu's house. What happens now, the consequences are unimaginable.

Mu Qichen sneered, looking at Xuan Ling who was bleeding profusely on the ground, "Look at how pitiful you are now, what does Wu Lian like about you?"

Xuan Ling was screaming in pain all over his body, bleeding all over the ground, but he still insisted on getting up from the ground. "She doesn't need to take a fancy to me, just me."

"The dead duck has a hard mouth!" Mu Qishen waved his hand, and was about to give Xuan Ling another lap, when Zheng Aiye came running from a distance, and kicked Mu Qishen to the ground with a side kick. "Where did the dead dog come from, take it down for me." Mu Qishen stood up from the ground and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Come on." Xuan Zicong pointed the camera at Mu Qishen, "This is a live broadcast, it's okay, just come."

Mu Qishen gritted his teeth and showed a smile, his red eyes fixed on Xuan Zicong who was carrying the camera, "I will survive a catastrophe, be careful to die on the street."

Xuan Zicong shrugged indifferently, "It's okay, I wear a camera every day, even if I die on the street, everyone will know how I died." After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Mu Qishen.

"Let's go." Zheng Aiye helped Xuan Ling up from the ground, the wounds all over his body made him uncomfortable, and he didn't know how Xuan Ling survived.

"No, I can't go." Xuan Ling stood still, barely opening his eyes swollen like giant pandas, "You promised me that as long as I can beat you happily, you will say quid pro quo."

"You're crazy, even if he lied to you, you still believe it. Even a three-year-old kid would know it's a fake excuse." Zheng Aiye looked at Xuan Ling incredulously.

Mu Qishen sneered, and looked at Xuan Ling mockingly, "Look, you're not even as good as a three-year-old child, and you're talking about saving Wu Lian, it's just a dream."

"You bastard!" Xuan Ling yelled to rush forward, but was stopped by Zheng Aiye, "Enough, go back."

In the hospital, Viscount Wu looked at Xuan Ling on the hospital bed through the glass window, "I heard that he was beaten like this because of my elder sister, is it true?"

Xuan Zicong and Zheng Aiye on the side were silent, but their red eyes said everything. "I'm going to kill that bastard!" Xuan Zicong suddenly got up from the bench, clenched his fists and walked towards the elevator.

"Calm down." Zheng Aiye stopped Xuan Zicong, "Impulse is the devil, didn't you see your brother lying on the hospital bed now, don't you want you to look like your brother?"

"But Mu Qichen is really deceiving people too much." Xuan Zicong was angry and anxious, thinking of Xuanling's scars all over his body, he was in pain, and felt like a fool, unable to do anything.

Ding dong~ Just when everyone was helpless, the phone in Xuan Zicong's pocket suddenly rang, and he took out the phone helplessly, "This, what is this?"

"Sir, I can only find out that the last person used the mobile phone signal for a short time at the seaside, and I didn't check anything else." After three or four days of continuous investigation, the housekeeper told Mu Qishen such words.

"Get out, don't dirty my eyes in front of me." During this time, Mu Qishen's temper became more and more irritable, and his words became more and more ugly.

The butler forced a smile, bent over and saluted before turning and leaving.

"Dad, why do you have to be so useless like him? Now we are not short of money, why don't we just leave Mu's house?" The butler came out of the hall, and was stopped before he reached the garden.

Looking up, looking at the young and energetic son in front of him, the butler patted him on the shoulder, "Wen Ze, some things are not as simple as they seem." If he could get away, he would have left Mu's house 30 years ago.

Wen Ze was puzzled, and looked at his father hesitantly, "Mu Qiyi doesn't give you face in front of all the servants, do you really want to dedicate your whole life for the Mu family?"

Steward Wen sighed softly, and the depth of his eyes under the sunglasses was untouchable, "Some things are only suitable for being dusted forever."

(End of this chapter)