Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 675 Mo Jue's True Gender

  Li Qiao closed the file and looked at the police officer on the opposite side calmly, "Are all the details of the crime here?"

  The other party carefully glanced at Shang Yu, “Yes, the idea of ​​this case is too long, and the criminal investigation team in charge of the case has been transferred back then, and we don’t know any more details.”

  This police officer is only in his early thirties. He has heard a little about this old case, but most of them are just like people.

  Li Qiao said thank you, got up and returned to Shang Yu's side, "Let's go."

  The man hooked her shoulders in his arms, winked at Luo Yu, and led Li Qiao out of the archives.

  Back in the car, Li Qiao's expression was very indifferent, neither sad nor happy, not even a trace of fluctuation.

  Shang Yu took her hand and kneaded it gently, waiting silently for her to sort out her thoughts.

  Not long after, Li Qiao recovered, feeling the warmth of her fingertips, raising her lips and said, “Nearly a hundred people from the Mu family died tragically overnight, and there was no autopsy result. Isn’t it too weird.”

  This does not include the servants and cronies in the old house of the Mu family. According to the description in the dossier, no one in the Mu family survived.

The tragic degree is enough to shock the world, but the dossier is only ten thin pages.

  The first blue-blooded nobleman has been wiped out so clean, it is hard to find even the clues.

  In addition to the cooperation of many families, I am afraid that there is a higher power to participate in it.

  At this time, Shang Yu’s legs crossed, he let go of Li Qiao’s hand, took out a bottle of water from the car refrigerator, unscrewed it, and handed it to her, “If you want to investigate the truth, it’s better to start with the Mu’s family.”

  Li Qiao took the mineral water, the slightly cool bottle made her mind clearer and more thorough, "Do you think it is necessary to check it down?"

  As she spoke, she looked at Shang Yu, her eyes calm, and she was a little bit tangled.

  Now, she is the Mu family in all likelihood.

  And few people know the truth.

  As for Shang Zonghai's unwillingness to tell the truth so far, he is just waiting for her choice.

  If you choose to recognize your identity, everything will be logical.

  If she insists that she is Li Qiao, then Pamamu’s family will have nothing to do with her.

  Shang Yu took her hand to her lips and pecked lightly, her thin lips slightly to the side, and said in a deep and deep voice: "It's up to you, you can check if you want, and let yourself go if you don't want to."

   Let yourself go.

  This sentence has already expressed his attitude.

  Li Qiao turned her head to meet the man’s gaze, and smiled, "What do you mean by Dad Shang?"

   "Not important." Shang Yu answered in a low voice.

  Li Qiao curled the corners of her lips and said unclearly: "Let me think about..."

  Shang Yu responded, and no one continued this topic.

  Maybe they know each other enough, so without Li Qiao knowing, the various forces in the dark hall are still closely investigating the **** storm that happened more than two decades ago.

  Wait for Li Qiao to make a decision, she received a call from Farion that afternoon.

  Song Lao Liu screamed in his ears with a sharp glance, "Cub, Mo Jue's identity is over."

  Li Qiao was bathing in the sun on the garden bench, resting lazily on the back of the curved chair, and asked lazily: "Well, how about the international wind?"

   "There is no news. I have released the news of Mo Jue's return through Interpol, and many museums have also sent thank you letters. From now on, as long as she does not commit crimes, the name Mo Jue will disappear internationally."

  Song Laoliu paused for a few seconds, and asked in a dull voice, "Do you know Mo Jue's true gender?"

  (End of this chapter)