Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Under a strange number, attached to the concise message: the kidnapper is Gu Beihua, Qu Qingchen plastic surgery into Tang Xiao. Good luck.

These three short sentences seem to have no connection at all. In Mu Yunshen's eyes, they are connected into lines, connecting all the fragmentary thoughts in his mind, and drawing a clear blueprint.

After the last sentence, followed by a small smile.

For some reason, mu Yunshen always felt that his lovely smile was a little frightening, and his grinning mouth was a bit gloomy.

But facts have proved that what he said is right, and all the guesses that mu Yunshen boldly made before have been confirmed accordingly.

Who on earth is this man? Besides him, who is paying close attention to Gu Beihua's every move so quietly, and even comes to such a conclusion one step ahead of him?

Judging from the content of the message, the anonymous's tone seems frivolous, but in fact he is quite sure, as if this is not his guess, but an established objective truth similar to "the earth goes around the sun".

Mu Yunshen's first guess is that his relationship with Gu Beihua is very special, and he may even witness the birth and development of his plans.

But in this case, what reason does he have to tell himself these things?

Is it because there is internal strife in the nest, and there is a difference of opinion between this man and Gu Beihua?

All kinds of question marks are growing rapidly at the n-dimensional speed of the explosion function, driving up the panic that was not easy to detect at the bottom of his heart.

So on the way back to Mu's old house from the field, master Mu finally couldn't sit still. He used all his personal network to investigate the owner of that number. Unfortunately, this time, it seemed that he was worried too much, and he really used a bull's knife to kill chickens.

The owner of that number really used a real name system number, which was made by legitimate ID card, and it was still used until the moment he found it.

The information inside shows clearly, the user of that number is Gu Qingwei.

Now that we have checked this step, it doesn't matter if we check more.

With this thought, master Mu simply waved his hand and got all the information about Gu Qingwei. Except for the unknown date and place of birth, all the other information came to him in black and white.

Gu Qingwei's registered permanent residence is under an account named Gu Beihua.

Although Gu Beihua's three words are not special when they are separated, they are not so strange when they are added together. Looking up, it is not so strange that there will be dozens or even hundreds of people with the same name and surname all over the country.

However, when mu Yunshen saw that the address below was the word "wheat city", his heart became clear instantly, and he didn't even leave a dim corner.

It can be seen that Gu Beihua is Gu Beihua, GM's executive general manager and mu Yunshen's mortal enemy.

On the basis of these various colors, he is Gu Qingwei's father.

His own son poked all the details of his father to his opponent, which is unheard of.

However, after talking to the young master Gu on the phone, mu Yunshen suddenly felt that it didn't seem so ridiculous. Compared with what he did, young master Gu himself seems to be a capital absurdity.

His words and deeds are full of unreasonable absurdity.

Some vicious words, such as "please help me, I must kill my father completely", "Qu Qingchen, that cheap woman, don't forget", "thank you" and so on, were mixed with strange politeness. He came with a natural flow.

What makes mu Yunshen shudder most is the tone of his words.

The opposite male voice sounds very young. He should be a few years younger than him. When he speaks, he is not surprised. He is not as frivolous as most young people are easily seen.

His tone is calm and gentle, and he always seems to speak with a proper smile. Even across the screen, even in the past decades of life, mu Yunshen can be 100% sure that he has never seen such a person, but he still can't help imagining a picture in his mind.