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Volume 1, Chapter 114: Case filing and investigation

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    When Luo Xinyi was speaking, there was a voice recorder on the coffee table in front of her to record everything she said. However, this was only a superficial article. Luo Xinyi did not know that a black decoration on the chest of the female police officer was actually  A high-definition camera captured the changes in her expression without missing a beat.

    After she finished speaking, the female police officer opened the folder in her hand, pointed to a photo on the first page, and asked, "Take a look, do you know this person?"

    It was not a real photo, but a remake of a portrait. However, Luo Xinyi only glanced down, then picked up the folder with great emotion, brought it to her eyes and took a closer look, and then nodded with great excitement: "Yes, that's right.  He, he is Yang Mo! But why is it just a portrait and not a real photo? "

    The female police officer asked back: "So, do you have his photo?"

    "No."

    Luo Xinyi shook her head blankly: "He seems to dislike taking pictures. In the more than ten days he has been with me, he has never wanted to take a photo with me."

    In that era, there were no mobile phones with cameras that could be used to take photos anytime and anywhere. If you wanted to take photos, you had to use a camera, which was relatively troublesome.

    "If you think about it carefully, there aren't even any photos?" the female police officer confirmed again.

    "Really do not have."

    Luo Xinyi shook her head vigorously: "When I went to the police station to report the crime, I couldn't provide photos."

    Then he asked with a panicked expression: "Have you found his whereabouts?"

    "not yet."

    The female police officer shook her head and replied: "But as far as we know, Yang Mo is a pseudonym. This person is related to a domestic criminal organization, and we are also trying our best to track him down. I can only tell you so much. From now on, we will never  As soon as there is news about him, we will keep in touch with you at any time, and some matters even require your full cooperation."

    "What?"

    Hearing these words, Luo Xinyi was stunned. The person she had been looking forward to for nearly twenty years finally had news. Unexpectedly, she was related to a criminal organization and was listed as a suspect by the police.  The suspect is being traced.  In this case, even if he comes back, he will still be arrested by the police and thrown into jail

    how so?

    Is this my destiny?

    Luo Xinyi¡¯s inner feeling has reached an indescribable state.

    The female police officer asked again: "One more thing to confirm, is your son Luo Chong the son of Yang Mo?"

    "ah?"

    Hearing the other party mention her son, Luo Xinyi suddenly woke up from her trance and sadness, and said hurriedly: "My son has never seen his father, and it is impossible to have any contact with him."

    As a mother, the first thing that comes to mind is: Don¡¯t let your son suffer in any way.

    "It doesn't matter. You don't have to be nervous. We are just trying to understand the situation and must determine whether Luo Chong is Yang Mo's son." The female police officer said gently.

    "yes."

    Luo Xinyi nodded helplessly.

    "Okay, let's do this for now."

    The two police officers stood up at the same time, but the middle-aged male police officer remained silent. He seemed to be the leader of the female police officers and gave the female police officers around him no less than three glances.

    "In the next step, if there is any progress, as long as we can let you know, we will take the initiative to contact you."

    Before going out, the female police officer asked for Luo Xinyi¡¯s mobile phone number, home number and work contact number, and then left under Luo Xinyi¡¯s blank eyes.

    After closing the door, Luo Xinyi sat back on the sofa in despair, sitting dumbly like a wooden man, her eyes dull and her mind in chaos

    A few minutes later, after receiving the notice, Qin Lan walked out of the lobby on the first floor of Ji's house, came to the parking lot, and got into his stretched Mercedes. On the two laptop screens in front of him, the one on the left was that of a middle-aged male police officer.  In the video call image, Luo Xinyi is displayed on the right screen.

    After spending more than ten minutes, Qin Lan patiently read Luo Xinyi's video record without missing a single bit. Then, her expression did not change at all, and she only said to the middle-aged male police officer on the other screen: "Let's do this for now. Don't do it."  Touch her."

    "Yes, Sister Lan."

    Manager Wu disguised himself as a policeman and went to handle the matter in person, because he knew best how important the man named Yang Mo and Lu Feng occupies in Sister Lan's heart.

    When Qin Lan got out of the Mercedes-Benz and walked back to the Ji family hall, sheJing Ruozhishui's expression collapsed, and she even murmured uncontrollably: "She actually gave birth to a son for him, she actually gave birth to a son for him, and I have nothing"

    Back in the hall, Qin Lan saw that three young people, Luo Chong, Song Muyi, and Song Yuting, were standing together with brothers Ji Shaohui and Ji Shiyun, communicating cordially.

    With a distance of more than ten meters, Qin Lan stared at Luo Chong's face, still thinking: "I can indeed feel his shadow on his body, but his facial features are not much similar, more like his mother."

    At this time, through Song Muyi's introduction, Luo Chong got to know the big star Ji Shiyun. I felt that her temperament was a bit aloof, very reserved, and she didn't like to talk very much. Even though she was familiar with Song Muyi and Song Yuting, she would never speak more than  Five words, mostly answers like 'well, yes, not yet'.

    "cut!"

    Within a minute, Paopao was not happy: "You are just a singer. How dare you ignore my little master? In hell, such a character will be the target of our demons to ravage and vent their violent emotions at will."

    "This is not hell."

    Luo Chong smiled in his heart and said, "Besides, it doesn't matter whether she wants to talk to me or not. I don't care at all. Why should you be angry, Little Bubbles?"

    "No!" Paopao was really angry: "When I saw this so-called saint or jade girl who thought she was pure and innocent, I couldn't help but get angry and wanted to fly up and scratch her face and pull out her hair.  , use a big tree branch to pierce her membrane!"

    Luo Chong laughed in his heart and couldn't help asking: "Little Paopao, you are a little devil. Are you born without that membrane, so you are so jealous of others?"

    "Nonsense!" Paopao immediately fell into the trap and said to himself in a tender voice: "Of course I do! And it's still intact. It's very, very tough. It's as strong as a copper wall. Even if you install a diamond drill, you can't break through it.  My defense."

    "Diamond drill bit?"

    Luo Chong said with a smile: "I don't need that thing, just one finger. According to your body shape, you need a little finger."

    "Stinking rogue!"

    It was only then that Paopao realized that he was obsessed with himself again, waving the small steel fork in the tool spirit space: "When you go to bed at night, I will definitely hit you all over the head! Now, I'll save you some face."

    After chatting with the Ji brothers and sisters for a while, Luo Chong lost interest. No matter how cool Ji Shiyun was, she was not as kind as Song Yuting beside him.  Similarly, I don't really like the holy aura about her that repels people thousands of miles away.

    Although she knew that this kind of "holiness" was not a deliberate disguise on her part, it was something she was born with, coupled with the environment in which she grew up.

    Damn it!

    With another chill on the back of his neck, Luo Chong turned his head slightly and could see from the corner of his eye that President Qin was taking the opportunity to stare at him again.

    ¡°Moreover, Luo Chong was extremely keen and able to detect that her gaze had changed in some way compared to half an hour ago. It had become more complicated and he could not understand it at all.

    "Are you sick?"

    Luo Chong murmured in his heart: "Lovesickness, mental illness?"

    Paopao chuckled and said: "She is looking forward to you inheriting her father's legacy. She hopes that you will put her in bed tonight and try your best to satisfy her emptiness and loneliness for more than ten years. Little master, think about it, such a mature person  A woman has not had a man touch her for nearly twenty years. Once she bursts out, that kind of passion and temperature can definitely melt everything. I estimate that this will be a pretty good experience. Isn¡¯t your wish just to enjoy it?  In life, this experience is definitely not to be missed"

    "Come on you!"

    Luo Chong interrupted: "You are more than twice as old as me, and I don't have such heavy tastes. It is only you, the demon clan, who are so intolerant of meat and vegetables and don't reject anyone who comes."

    Although he was joking with Paopao, Luo Chong still felt wary in his heart. He knew very clearly that this President Qin was definitely not the hungry woman that Paopao said. Once she found out, he and 'Lu Feng' would be in trouble.  It doesn't matter how you treat yourself.

    Jealousy soaring?  Going crazy with resentment?  More than ten years of bitterness and grievances finally found a place to vent, and would they vent it out in a bloody and violent way?

    This is all possible.

    At this time, what Ji Shaohui said to Song Muyi caught Luo Chong's attention. He was saying: "Master Mu, it just so happens that my little sister's return to Huahai this time is not to celebrate my birthday, but also to celebrate the International Jewelry in a week's time.  It comes from the exhibition. You guys, it¡¯s best to communicate in advance and don¡¯t get into a fight over a certain piece of jewelry at the auction.¡±

    Afterwards, he leaned into Song Muyi¡¯s ear and whispered: ???You also know that my little sister has a very stubborn temper. Unless she has agreed in advance, she will never give anyone face at the auction.  "

    Although it was so low that Ji Shiyun could hear it, she didn't express anything. It was still like a clear spring in Tianchi, but it was so far out of reach.

    Song Muyi nodded and responded: "This, we really need to talk about it carefully. I will send you the photos on my phone in a while. I bought these two antiques for my mother as a filial piety. Please show mercy to Ji Xiaomei  "

    It may seem like a joke, but Song Muyi seems to take it very seriously. Competing with the Ji family for financial resources, even if they can win one or two games, it will still be a big deal.  What's more, Song Muyi has long known that Ji Shiyun is very keen on charity, and once she makes a move at an auction with the purpose of charity, she will never feel bad about spending the money.

    The best example is that in the past two years, she has participated in a lot of advertisements, but they were all public service advertisements. Not only did she not make any money, she would also invest more or less in them herself.

    There is no way, the Ji family is too rich, she does not need to rely on acting career to make money, singing and acting are just her hobbies.

    At this moment, Luo Chong¡¯s thought was: Well, another celebrity has come to this jewelry exhibition, and it¡¯s really getting more and more lively
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