The man drank the foreign wine in the cup, hooked the thin lip, "how can there be such doubt?"

Li Qiao pursed her lips and said with a smile: "maybe Intuition. "

She also knows that this idea is very strange. No matter her age or experience, it seems that she can't compare with the children of Mu family.

But "the stock god autobiography" wrote very clearly, mu Aofan two elder sister's children, followed the car into the sea.

There is no man alive, no corpse dead.

But if Where's the kid in the car?

This possibility is not absent.

Li Qiao's eyes twinkled. She looked at Mo Jue by the lake again, and her eyes brightened. "The procedures of Mojia auction house should be finished soon."

Hearing this, Shang Yu put down his wine glass, turned his high chair, turned to Li Qiao and raised his eyebrow, "do you want to get the shareholder's record information?"

"That's right." Li Qiao shakes her glass with her eyes and says, "everything can be fake, but fingerprint information can't be."

....

That night, night thick, Li Qiao received a late phone call.

It's Gu Chen in chaierman city.

Li Qiao then heard a sigh from the opposite, "fortunately, I'm still alive."

"How's it going?"

Gu Chen puffed out a thick smoke and sighed: "I've come out. I haven't found anyone. I can't be sure if he's in the Duke's mansion."

Li Qiao pursed the corners of her mouth and her eyes were slightly cool. "Do you have something to do?"

"No. Xiao Yehui is very cunning. The security measures of the whole Duke's mansion are more strict than I thought. My cell phone and Xize's were taken away when we went in. "

Gu Chen took another cigarette and added: "Xiao Yehui has arranged ten knights to follow us. I'm afraid to scare the snake. I don't dare to have too many activities, but I've got a topographic map of the Duke's mansion. It's probably useful for you."

Li Qiao picked next eyebrow tip, "where come?"

"A maid gave it to me." Gu Chen felt the topographic map in his pocket and squinted at the street view passing by quickly outside the window. "Fifty or sixty years old, the topographic map was hidden in the point of afternoon tea. He brought it in."

Li Qiao thought a little, and her voice lowered a few degrees. "Take me the topographic map."

"No problem. Xize and I are going to the port of London now. Xiao Yehui may send someone to follow us. I won't go back to Idaho these days. Please let me know if you have any plans. "

"Well, be careful."

Gu Chen said that mantra again before hanging up the phone, Lao Tzu is not a waste.

At the end of the call, Li Qiao received the hand drawn topographic map.

She enlarged the picture, looked at it a few times, exited the wechat page, and found the satellite overhead picture of Duke chelman's mansion sent by Bai Yan a long time ago.

The satellite photos are a little fuzzy, and the hand-painted topographic map shows every building and every road in detail.

The similarity between the two figures can be seen from the outline.

Yunli

Li Qiao pinched her eyebrows and looked at the hand drawn topographic map with deep eyes.

The longer Yunli is missing, the greater the variable.

As a last resort, she didn't mind going to the Duke's house to find out the truth.

Li Qiao stood alone in front of the window, her quiet face reflected on the glass, and she was very worried.

When the door opened, Shang Yu came slowly in his nightgown. He stood behind Li Qiao and put his hands around her. "Why don't you sleep?"

Li Qiao relaxes her body and hands the weight to the man's arms. Her tone lightly tells what Gu Chen sees and hears in the Duke's mansion.

Shang Yu murmured for a few seconds and tightened his arms to make them closer to each other. "Don't worry, Feng Yi will find a way."

Feng Yi

Hearing the name, Li Qiao clearly met his eyes through the glass, "can he enter the Duke's mansion?"

"Yes, his father, count William, can be regarded as the old prince's aide and has more advantages than Gu Chen."

Li Qiao's mood gradually relaxed, and the coldness in her eyes also subsided a little, "when can I have news?"

Shang Yu bowed his head and gave her a kiss. "It won't be long."

....

She casually put it down and took out another handwritten record information from the bag. It can be seen that it has a lot of heads. The edges of the paper are yellow. It's a bilingual document, and the handwriting is a little fuzzy and scribbled.

Only the bottom corner of the signature, according to a small red fingerprints.

This is the original record, 80% of which was transferred from the Department of industry and commerce.

In addition, the filing records of other Mojia shareholders are copies.

Li Qiao rubs her red fingerprints and her eyes move up a little. When she sees her name, her calm and indifferent eyebrows set off waves.

Name: Mu Jue.

Age: two and a half years old.

Mo Jue, Mo Jue

Li Qiao fingers tightly hold the document, the voice is very mechanical to command, "call Mo Jue."Seeing that she didn't look very well, Luoyu turned and walked quickly upstairs.

According to her understanding of Mo Jue, once she couldn't find her in the manor, she would go to the storeroom on the third floor.

There are a lot of famous paintings collected by the boss. When it rained two days ago, she suddenly found that some picture frames were obscurely marked by Mo Jue. She had reason to suspect that this guy was making marks to steal paintings.

Sure enough, the rain three steps and two steps to the storage room, push the door to see Mo Jue cross legged sitting on the floor, one hand holding a small book writing.

Rain light step, squint to her back, probe a look, and then speechless.

OK, she can't read the words written by Mo Jue. It's like a ghost.

And a paragraph mixed with the language of several countries, some even she did not know.

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