Chapter 849

Song Yanshu is a little excited. He grabs Mu Qingqing's shoulder and shakes it back and forth. His strength is so strong that he seems to crush his and her shoulders. This is the first time that he has lost his way and is hard to control himself. He can keep calm even in difficult situations.

Mu Qingqing closed her eyes. She did not resist or push song Yanshu away.

"Let me go. That's what I want." As Mu Qingqing said this, his cold eyes fell on Song Yanshu's face. Even in the sun, his face was still cold and cold. Especially when he heard Mu Qingqing's words, song Yanshu lost his strength and immediately released his hand.

Mu Qingqing did not hesitate, nor did he take a look at him, and quickly disappeared on the side of the road. She called a taxi and disappeared into song Yanshu's eyes in less than a minute.

If it wasn't for the anger of living in Mo Liancheng, Mu Qingqing would not have gotten on the bus of song Yanshu. Once again, and more than once, song Yanshu became the target between mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng.

Seeing the taxi driving away, song Yanshu clenched his fist and fell on his car. Suddenly, a deep depression was introduced into the eyes, and the distinct blood marks on the knuckles were extremely dazzling. Song Yanshu got on the car with a cold face and rushed out of the road at a speed of 180 miles.

When Mo Liancheng wakes up, he is still lying in the master bedroom of Donglin villa. The doctor is standing on one side and talking to housekeeper Tang.

Seeing Mo Liancheng open his eyes, steward Tang patted the doctor's shoulder and motioned.

"Young master, you finally wake up..." steward Tang asked with great worry. His hands were frozen in the air. He didn't know whether to pour a cup of water for moliancheng or to help him to tuck in the quilt corner.

Mo Liancheng frowned and kneaded his temple. "How did I fall asleep?"

The doctor was about to reach out to help Mo Liancheng check whether there was bleeding in the fundus, but he was opened by the hand of Mo Liancheng, "what are you doing?"

The doctor took a look at Butler Tang and then said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, you just fainted. For the sake of insurance, you'd better cooperate with us to check. If you have any problems, you can contact the hospital in time."

Mo Liancheng opened the quilt and went directly from the bed to the ground. One hand kept rubbing his temple, and the other hand waved impatiently.

"No, you all get out of here!"

"But Mr. mo..." the private doctor was a little worried and admonished, but his voice just came out, and he was pushed back by the sudden anger of Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng suddenly rose, a pair of eyes like bottomless black hole fell to the private doctor's face, "I am not the general manager of Mo, don't you know?"

"This..." the doctor's facial features twisted up, and his face was frightened but at a loss. He frequently looked to steward Tang for help, but the whole person did not know how to deal with it.

"Don't be angry, young master. I'll tell them to go now."

Said, Tang housekeeper then sent the medical staff out of the villa. At the door, Butler Tang called the private doctor. They had been with the Mohist family for seven or eight years. They knew the physical condition of Molian city.

"Is there something wrong with his body, young master?" Butler Tang asked in a low voice with the door closed.

The doctor looked back and pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose when he made sure that Mo Liancheng did not follow him. He said, "if there is any abnormality, we still need to do some examination to know. However, fainting is not a trivial matter. We must pay attention to it. I can only say that the total heartbeat of Mo is abnormal. It is better to make further examination. "

Butler Tang frowned and nodded.

He had planned to go back and persuade the young master to look more open and go to the hospital for a physical examination. In this world, Chamberlain Tang has already regarded moliancheng as his family. If he really has something to do, he can't stand it.

But the words have not said, Mo Liancheng sent out of the hand then rushed to Donglin villa report, several people into the study, for a long time did not come out.

Butler Tang was worried and hesitated at the door, pacing back and forth.

"General manager Mo, it has been salvaged!" With a serious face, he handed the photo to Mo Liancheng.

"At 9:30 this morning, the salvage team found Zhong Tefu's car in the sea at 3:7 from the coastline. There was nothing else on the car, only a mobile phone soaked in seawater, which had been taken to the technical department together with the recorder of the car. As for whether the data inside can be recovered, it's hard to say. After all, the salinity of the sea water is very high, but the technicians are already working on it and will inform you as soon as there is any news. "

"Only cars?" Mo Liancheng doubts.

The man nodded and said with a firm face, "yes, only the car, and the door has not been pried from inside or damaged by other forced kicking. The door is closed and deformed by the pressure of sea water. It is speculated that there should be no one in the car when it falls into the water. Unless people can escape quickly when the car falls into the water, but judging from all the factors, this matter can be completely ruled outIn other words, Zhong Lin may not be dead.

Mo Liancheng thinks like this, in the heart suddenly had a glimmer of hope, the matter is too strange. He thought for a moment, and asked his men to secretly search for Zhong Lin's news. He had determined that there was no record of Zhong Lin's departure from the entry-exit record, that is, he must still be in Jiangcheng.

"If you go all over the city, you'll find me Zhong Lin!"

"Yes

This subordinate, Mo Liancheng is trustworthy, in addition to Zhong Lin, the most trusted person is him. It's been seven or eight years since I've been with Molian city for seven or eight years. This matter is full of doubts. Mo Liancheng dare not disclose the details of this matter easily, but the paper can't keep fire all the time.

When the car was salvaged and ashore, some morning exercisers took photos and posted them on the Internet. The disappearance of Zhong Lin, the executive director of Mohist group and the confidant of Mo Liancheng, soon spread all over the network. The car was found falling into the sea, and the news of suspected suicide was like a blanket of snowflakes.

The salvage team sent by the relevant departments repeated the salvage work for three days and three nights, but there was no news from Zhong Lin. Although Mo Liancheng can receive reports every day, he is very clear that Zhong Lin did not fall into the sea at all.

Although there is no full evidence, but the sixth sense tells Mo Liancheng that his idea is right.

All the people in front of the funeral are still in the cemetery, and all the things are handled according to the funeral bell.