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Chapter 901 of 1281

Chapter 901: you are welcome

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Chapter 901

The news of Yin Mo's death spread like wildfire.

The Yin family was unbelievable. The second elder sat in the room and cried.

At that time, Xiao Yehui was standing in the middle of the tea room, looking

at Xiao Hongdao who was making tea with her head down, her tone was stiff,

"What mission did you send her?"

Xiao Hongdao raised his eyes, and said indifferently: "No matter what the task

is, there is no need to come back if it is not completed."

Xiao Yehui pressed her thin lips tightly, and almost blurted out the

words'cold blood'.

Xiao Hongdao looked at his dissatisfied cheek, held the teacup to his mouth

and blew hot air, "Ahui, you are too impetuous. Regardless of whether she

really had an accident, even if she really died, it's just a small one.

Captain only.

What's more, there are many doubts about this matter. With your understanding

of Li Qiao, can she really kill the other six of you? "

Xiao Yehui lowered his eyes, smiling but not smiling, "Sure enough, you have

shot her with me behind your back."

"Ahui..." Xiao Hongdao shook his head slightly disappointed, "If it weren't

for your indecision, why would I clean up the mess for you? Do you think that

after a few years of being a duke and wooing some staff, you can really sit

back and relax? "

Xiao Yehui slightly clenched his fist and collided with Xiao Hongdao’s line of

sight parallel to him, "So you are forcing me again and again?"

Xiao Hongdaoyang threw the porcelain cup onto the tea table, and the sound of

the impact was like the collision of the father and son's aura, "I don't force

you, do you want to watch you outside playing the world? You were born the

heir of the family, and carry the firewood. Herman’s responsibility is what

you should do."

"Dad." Xiao Yehui closed his eyes, not wanting to continue this kind of

meaningless dispute, and then turned back to the previous question, "What the

** did you ask Yin Mo to do?"

"You don't need to know." Xiao Hongdao calmed down, picked up a new teacup,

and whispered: "You send a few people to ** old Yin to Nanyang. It's best to

bring Yin Mo's body back."

Xiao Yehui took a deep look at him, turned around to leave, and Xiao Hongdao’s

warning came from behind, “There are many things in the manor. They only need

to go to one of them, and Yin’s mother will stay at home.”

...

In the study room, Xiao Yehui slammed the door hard, walked to the window and

lit a cigarette. The curling smoke blurred his tired eyebrows.

Yin Mo is dead...

He didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to be sure that she was not dead.

In the beginning, Shang Shaoyan was able to wound Yin Mo for Li Qiao, but now

it is not impossible to kill Yin Mo for her.

Xiao Yehui took a few puffs, and his expression quickly returned to normal.

He picked up his mobile phone and called and ordered: "Send me the monitoring

of Yin Mo before the accident and the road section of the accident."

In less than ten minutes, the road monitoring and the internal notification

documents of the Transportation Bureau were completely presented in front of

Xiao Yehui.

Monitoring showed that Yin Mo and three burly men wearing masks got into a van

when they walked out of the hotel.

Yin Mo seems to be injured. She is walking very slowly and somewhat

procrastinated.

As soon as the screen turns, the van parked in the waiting area for a left

turn. The street traffic is not dense, and there is no car behind the left

turn.

Just as the red light was about to change, a black Honda drove from the rear

quickly, and the huge impact directly knocked the van over.

The van rolled on the spot for a few laps, and the Honda sedan once again

slammed into the chassis of the overturned van.

Pedestrians fled in all directions, and the van caught fire.

The kind driver tried to step forward to help put out the fire, but an

explosion occurred in an instant.

The flame also ignited the tarpaulin used to protect the green plants of the

isolation belt. The billowing smoke almost obscured the sky, and even the

monitoring became blurred.

Xiao Yehui paused with his fingertips and pressed the pause button.

He turned back to the monitor and watched it again. Even if the picture was

not clear enough, it was still enough for him to capture the moment when the

van caught fire, the driver of the Honda car threw something outside.

Carefully distinguish, it should be something similar to a lighter.

This is not an ordinary traffic accident, but... deliberate murder.

At this time, the door of the study was knocked, and Xiao Yeyan came

uninvited.

Xiao Yehui raised his head, then retracted his gaze, "Is something wrong with

me?"

Xiao Yeyan strolled to the boss’s desk and sat down. He lowered his head and

adjusted his shirt. "I heard that Yin Mo is dead?"

Xiao Yehui exited the monitoring screen, opened the investigation file inside

the police station again, glanced at the opposite side, "Knowingly asking?"

"The tone is so aggressive, it seems to be really dead." Xiao Yeyan chuckled

shortly, leaning back in the chair, "Who moved the hand?"

Xiao Yehui looked down at the phone, but did not answer Xiao Yeyan's inquiry.

However, in just a few seconds, a shock of horror passed through his eyes.

The internal investigation report of the police station is more comprehensive

and transparent.

Among them, the license plate number of the Honda car caught the attention of

Xiao Yehui.

The details of the police revealed that the license plate number is a deck,

and it appeared in the Nanyang Royal Hotel in August.

According to the clues provided by the insider, the driver of the deck car was

a British imperial man. He had appeared at the wedding ceremony of Li Jun,

Secretary-General of Nanyang, and gave out 3.12 million gifts. The registered

name is...Xiao Yehui.

Xiao Yehui held the phone tightly, lowering his eyelids to cover the intense

emotions in his eyes.

March 12, it was Xiao Qi’s birthday.

As for Li Jun’s big wedding, he has never given out gifts.

Xiao Yehui raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Yeyan, and asked quietly, "Who

do you think made the hand?"

He swipes the screen as he talks. When he sees the surveillance pictures mixed

in the report, he suddenly understands everything.

The man who appeared at the gift gold wedding in August was Xiao Yeyan’s hired

bodyguard, Ken.

These details are enough for Xiao Yehui to sort out the clues.

His good brother, he used to carry him on his back a long time ago.

Honda car, set number, bodyguard...

Xiao Yeyan is shrewd.

He did not use his own Cavaliers in the family, but chose to let the bodyguard

he hired to come forward.

At this time, Xiao Yeyan didn't notice the subtle changes in Xiao Yehui. He

picked up the pen on the table and played twice, shook his head with a low

smile, "How would I know who moved the hand? It was us who made Yin Mo the

task? Dad, it's not me."

Xiao Yehui pursed his lips and shifted the subject silently, “You should have

familiar contacts in Nanyang. Housekeeper Yin will go to Nanyang to recognize

the corpse this afternoon. You can help him arrange it.”

"Let's go." Xiao Yeyan reluctantly nodded his head and agreed, and looked at

Xiao Yehui with scorching eyes, but could not see any clues, "If there is a

clue, please let me know."

...

Nanyang.

The main road block was not unblocked until two o’clock in the afternoon.

The accident caused the road conditions in the main block to be paralyzed for

nearly four hours, and a large area of green plants in the isolation zone

was also burned.

Mansion, Li Qiao stared blankly at the live broadcast on TV, and glanced at He

Chen faintly.

She just asked him to cause an accident, but didn't let him destroy half of

the street.

He Chen leaned lazily on the sofa, noticed Li Qiao’s gaze, and raised his

eyebrows calmly, "No thanks."

(End of this chapter)