Li Qiao and Luoyu didn't stay in the mourning shop for long. In less than ten minutes, they went out.

The falling rain pulled down the rolling shutter door, turned around and heard a rush of footsteps, accompanied by a low cry, "Xiao Li, Xiao Li."

Li Qiao follows the sound to see, is the Mo Qi that trots and comes.

He gasped for breath and patted his chest when he stood. "Xiao Li, I finally found you."

"What's the matter?"

Li Qiao leaned against the car door casually, glanced at the sweat on Mozi's forehead and pulled the corners of her mouth indifferently.

Mo Qi breathed and looked at the rain dimly. Then he stepped forward and whispered to Li Qiao, "it was the teacher who asked me to come. I didn't expect you to be here."

After that, he wiped his face and conveyed all Zhong Jiugong's words to Li Qiao. "Xiao Li, the teacher said that he didn't want you to go to great trouble to investigate this time, because It's his own family business. "

Family?

What kind of family affairs can cause his wrist to break?

Moreover, I have the impression that Jiugong has been alone for many years and never mentioned that he still has family.

Li Qiao for a moment narrowed her eyes, coagulated ink, and flushed her cheeks because of running, "is there anything else?"

Moqi licked the corner of his dry mouth and added in a low voice: "well, the teacher told you not to risk yourself. He said that he had been in Nanyang for many years, and no one could hurt him unless he wanted to. He knows that you want to help him get justice, but there is no justice in many things... "

Mozi's voice is getting smaller and smaller.

In fact, he didn't understand what these words meant, but the teacher said that as long as he told Li Qiao truthfully, she would understand.

In the final analysis, Zhong Jiugong also has his difficult words.

At this time, Li Qiao caught a key sentence.

Nobody can hurt him unless he wants to.

In other words, Jiugong was injured voluntarily.

Li Qiao leaned against the car door and was silent for a long time. Her eyebrows were getting colder and colder.

Mo Qi cautiously called her a, Li Qiao returned to a God, hang down a Mou to press down the cold impetuous of eyeground, "I know."

"Do you want to keep looking? The teacher told me that I had to get your guarantee before I was allowed to go back, otherwise he would deduct my salary for half a year and say that he would starve me to death. Xiao Li, please... "

Mo Qi's words contain praying. Although they are mostly joking, they all know that if Li Qiao doesn't agree, Jiu Gong will really deduct his salary.

Although Jiugong is easygoing, he is more stubborn than anyone in many matters of principle.

Li Qiao was silent for a long time. She looked away from Mo Qi and turned her eyes to the distant sky. Her voice was very light: "well, go back."

....

After Mozi left, Li Qiao took a deep breath and lowered her head slowly.

The rain stood diagonally opposite her, and the last point of the evening sun fell on her side face and shoulders.

I can't see her expression clearly, but it's not hard to guess that she is in a bad mood because of the tight curvature of her lips.

Falling rain quietly walked to her side, stood for a few seconds, asked: "to get on?"

With a long sigh, Li Qiao turned back, opened the door and went in.

On the way back, she did not speak, looking out of the window, writing indifference.

The rain started the car to leave the old block in the south of the city, until she drove into the main road, she just rigidly comforted, "Jiugong should not want you to take risks for him."

I haven't done anything like comforting people.

But Li Qiao is in a bad state now. She instinctively wants to say something to distract her attention.

Jiugong has indeed accumulated a lot of contacts in Nanyang over the years. What the young man said just now has some truth.

Unless Zhong Jiugong volunteered, the person who hurt him could not retreat completely.

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