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Meng Xiaoluo was dressed in a police uniform.

She quickly walked to Xiao Jingyi's side, "Everyone here has already checked, and all the suspicious people have been taken away. "What other people do you find very suspicious?"

Xiao Jingyi thought of the waiter who spilled the wine on him. His falcon eyes swept across the crowd. Although it was dark and chaotic, he was able to recognize the waiter who was in his early twenties.

He started walking towards the young man, but before he could reach him, the young man was already trembling with fear. He collapsed onto the ground, mumbling incoherently, "What I don't know, I don't know anything ah …" "It's none of my business, it's really none of my business …"

Xiao Jingyi stopped in front of him and looked down on him.

Meng Xiaoluo walked over, looked at him, nodded and said, "Take him away."

When the waiter was taken away, he cried all the way that it was none of his business. But now, as long as he was present, everyone would be suspected, not to mention him.

"Ahh!" Suddenly, from the depths of the crowd came a painful groan.

Meng Xiaoluo and Xiao Jingyi looked at each other and then walked towards the source of the voice. The crowd automatically opened up a path, only to see Chu Keyue lying on her back on the sofa. The wound on her arm was bleeding, and the people taking care of him were the heirs of the Wealthy Class G family.

"What's going on?" Meng Xiaoluo asked with a frown.

"I'm not sure. Maybe the criminal hurt Miss Chu in the chaos."

Meng Xiaoluo nodded, looked at Xiao Jingyi, and said, "In that case, the culprit is not only Brother Mo, Miss Chu is just lucky enough to survive."

Xiao Jingyi didn't say anything. His deep eyes were fixated on Chu Kexin's body as if he wanted to see through her.

He then opened his mouth and said, "Send Miss Chu to the hospital."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of something heavy falling on the floor upstairs, followed by the scream of a person after suffering from the shock.

"Follow me." Meng Xiaoluo was extremely alert. She raised the gun in her hand and quickly led her men upstairs. The rest of the people followed behind.

At the door of one of the rooms upstairs, a cleaning lady was sitting on the floor. Her eyes were wide open, and it seemed like her eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

Meng Xiaoluo held the gun and walked forward slowly.

She gently pushed open the door with her foot. A few corpses were strewn across the floor. They were all bleeding from their orifices and had died a horrible death.

Meng Xiaoluo was an experienced policewoman, but she still couldn't help but retch when she saw this scene. With great difficulty, she managed to endure the discomfort.

She turned around and ordered, "Deal with it. Pay attention and see if there are any survivors."

Xiao Jingyi walked in with her while the staff checked to see that there was still someone alive. They also taught people to comfort the startled cleaning lady.

After a while, one of his men came forward to report, "Captain Meng, we've checked carefully. There were no survivors. All of them committed suicide!"

Meng Xiaoluo was shocked. She looked around at the bodies on the ground, about seventeen or eighteen of them. She said, "They all committed suicide by taking poison."

She revealed a serious expression, "Jing Yi, this case is tricky. If I guessed correctly, these people should all be deathsworn. Although they are wearing the clothes of our country, they are not from our country. If so, the case will probably remain in limbo forever. "

Xiao Jingyi nodded, "You're right. If they are, then the people they just took could be people who have nothing to do with this case. "

Meng Xiaoluo nodded and instructed her men to stay behind to deal with the aftermath while she and Xiao Jingyi went to the hospital where Mo Yefeng was staying.

Outside the operation room, the blood on An Qian's clothes had dried. His face and hands had also been dyed red by the blood. She had a haggard face as she sat there, scared out of her wits. Her heart trembled as she waited.

When Xiao Jingyi arrived and saw her helpless and terrified expression, his heart suddenly ached.

He walked to her side and hugged her into his arms, feeling sorry for her.

An Qian's body was still trembling in fear and trepidation. She raised her helpless eyes and stared at him. "He'll be fine, right?"

Xiao Jingyi did not dare to answer this question because he did not know Mo Yefeng's current condition.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, An Qian became even more scared. Her two hands grabbed the button on his shirt, and tears started rolling down her face.

"You told me he'd wake up, didn't you? "Say something …"

Xiao Jingyi's throat felt dry as it rolled down. He embraced her and said, "He will, he will definitely wake up. It will definitely happen. "

An Qian was no longer able to hold it in. She had been unable to hold in her sobs at first, but now, as she sobbed and cried, all her emotions were released at the same time. "Ahh!"

Meng Xiaoluo stood aside with a serious face.

In his memory, Brother Mo was a kind person, and from his treatment of pets, it could be seen that he was a kind and outstanding man if it wasn't for the fact that his mind wasn't complete.

But why, good people always have no good news.

An Qian cried for a while before she stopped. However, from time to time, tears would still silently flow out.

At this time, it wasn't good for Xiao Jingyi to say anything to her, much less ask about the voice and appearance of the man who forced her to dance. He took out a wet tissue and wiped her hand gently and silently, leaving dried blood on his face.

After a while, Meng Xiaoluo seemed to remember something and asked, "Where's Ye Han? When will he be back? "

Xiao Jingyi said: "I've already informed him. He should be heading back by now."

The place where Mo Yefeng had been robbed of was the artery at his back. It was not easy to operate, and if there was the slightest mistake and he touched a nerve, he would end up lying in bed paralyzed for the rest of his life.

The operating time was initially estimated to be more than ten hours. The wounds were still bleeding, and the doctor would occasionally go out to inform them that the blood was being transferred.

Every time a doctor came out, An Qian would rush over like a madman to inquire about Mo Yefeng's news. Several times, unable to bear the torment, he shouted at the doctor.

Fortunately, every time Xiao Jingyi made a move to stop her, he would hug her tightly and not let her rush into the operation room on impulse.

He hugged An Qian, who was on the verge of collapse, and tightly hugged her trembling body. He suppressed her unrealistic and very willful, absurd urges.