After putting the analyzed draft paper into the shredder and confirming that there was no residue, Mo shangyun turned off the light in his study and went back to his side to rest.

As a matter of fact, she didn't rest very much and was full of complicated clues, which made her a little sleepless.

After putting the folder away, Mo Cang, who had known she had already returned, turned around. Leng Bu Ding heard the two men and noticed the sight of Mo shangyun before he realized what she was referring to.

Soon, Mo shangyun appropriately moved his eyes and looked at the handsome face which was somewhat similar to Mo shangshuang.

A couple of evil spirits, over 50, still look like they are 30 years old. Years always show mercy to them.

"What can I do for you?" Mo Cang looked at her two eyes, then turned to the desk.

"Black Hawk."

Without moving, Mo shangyun stares at his figure closely and spits out two words one by one.

Hearing the sound, Mo Cang's steps suddenly stopped.

Leaning over the body, Mo Cang Ning eyebrow to see her, the tone suddenly cold down, "in addition to this, say something else."

"The Black Hawk's men have come to me." Mo Shang Yun continued, "I didn't intervene. It was they who came to the door."

Looking at the injured foot of Mo shangyun, Mo Cang asked coldly, "what do they want you to do?"

"I also want to know." Mo shangyun shrugged.

Because she didn't know her identity, she didn't tell Mo Cang about it. At that time, she was hospitalized for a long time, and mocang did not find anyone to ask her. It was just the simplest investigation.

Up to now, Mochang doesn't necessarily know.

Twisted eyebrow thought, Mo Cang stare at her to see a few eyes, then continue to walk to the desk, "come here."

Mo Shang Yun slightly a meal, then clubbed a crutch to walk past.

Mo Cang walked to the desk, but did not sit down on the chair, but opened a drawer on the right side, and took out a file bag.

It's not a regular file bag. It doesn't have any stickers. It's a very common file bag. It can be opened at will.

Mo Cang took out two photos and put them on the side of the table.

At this time, Mo shangyun, who had just approached, looked down at the two photos and immediately frowned -

the two photos, one male and one female.

Man, clearly is that man, a black windbreaker coat, collar up, mysterious.

Female, she did not know, young and beautiful, delicate figure, black leather pants, temperament cold.

"This is the information."

Mo Cang took out two pieces of paper and put them beside him. Mo shangyun was allowed to see it by himself.

Mo shangyun locked his eyebrows tightly and fixed his eyes on the two pieces of paper. Finally, he simply picked them up.

Black Hawk is called B in the mercenary world. H。 Five years ago, the mercenary regiment, which was newly established five years ago, has participated in several major international activities, so it has gradually become famous.

There are two leaders, one male and one female. The male code is h and the female code is B.

Since half a year ago, leader h has been active in dongguo'an city for unknown purposes.

The second is a detailed report on the "hostage taking incident" by Black Hawk in Xiaoling three years ago, which is also familiar to moshangyun.

They were found to be smuggled and hijacked a bus. On the way to the hijacking, several ex servicemen broke through in the rear and negotiated with each other. In the end, the hostages were rescued, but several retired special soldiers were buried in a premeditated explosion.

When she saw the first piece of paper, Mo shangyun could understand why she saw the figure of that man in the explosion three years ago.

But, surprisingly,

she was calm.

For three years, I have planned for the worst, but that's all.

It can be said that she was fully prepared in advance to wait for such a news.

Even in the living room of Yan Tianxing's family last night, she calculated and calculated with the draft paper, and got such an answer.

Mo shangyun calmly put the paper down.

Even she herself was surprised at the calm at the moment, so calm that there was no fluctuation in her heart.

"Next, tell me about you."

Mo Cang pulled out a chair, sat down, calmly toward Mo shangyun road.

Mo shangyun takes a look at him, and then under his sign, he also sits down and sits face to face with Mo Cang.

Her story, can tell people, only Mo Cang.

At least, there is only mocang now.

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