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Jiangcheng.

The news of Ling Wenhua's death has spread throughout Jiangcheng, and has attracted the attention of major families and the media.

When Ling Wenhua was young, he started from scratch, and made a name for himself in the business world of Jiangcheng, elevating the status of the Ling family to one of the four great nobles in Jiangcheng.

It is conceivable that Ling Wenhua was very talented when he was young, and he was a man of the industry in Jiangcheng before.

But later, due to unforeseen circumstances, she got a strange disease and was paralyzed in bed.

But before that, Ling Wenhua was very popular and made many noble friends.

Therefore, others naturally paid close attention to the fact that he was poisoned.

After the news of Ling Wenhua's death broke out, the threshold of the Ling family was almost broken.

There was an endless stream of people who came to Ling's house to mourn Master Ling, expressing their deep sorrow.

And Ling Mohan released the news that Ling Wenhua's funeral will be held in two days.

...

In the evening, the Ling family.

in the hall.

A servant of the Ling family led a group of relatives and friends of the Ling family in.

The group of relatives sighed as they walked.

"It's such a pity, Master Ling was only in his fifties, yet he was murdered by someone, oh..."

"That's right, he was a man of the hour in Jiangcheng when he was young, but his fate is like this."

"I've read the reports on the Internet that Uncle Wen Hua was killed by that wife of Mu Jingchen!

That woman is still restless after being married, and she still wants to seduce us, Mo Han. Because of love and hatred, Uncle Wenhua was murdered like this! "

As soon as the woman finished speaking, she felt a chill all over her body.

Looking into the living room, he saw Ling Mohan sitting in the hall.

His pair of cold black pupils stared straight at their relatives.

When these relatives saw Ling Mohan's terrifying gaze, they immediately shuddered and shut their mouths. They followed the servants to the third floor to mourn Ling Wenhua.

After a group of relatives went upstairs, Mrs. Ling also came in from outside the hall.

There was no trace of grief on her face.

Seeing Ling Mohan sitting in the living room, turning a blind eye to the relatives who came and going, Mrs. Ling walked over to him.

"Mo Han, Mom is looking for you, why didn't you discuss it with me and announce to the public that your father's funeral is scheduled for two days?

According to the normal procedure, your father just passed away this morning, and you have to wait three days before reporting the funeral. "

Ling Mohan looked serious, and said bluntly, "Father suffered too much in his lifetime, and now that he's passed away, I just want him to rest in peace as soon as possible. What's the problem?"

Ling Mohan was in the Ling family, and he still cared about Ling Wenhua on weekdays.

The reason for wanting him to rest in peace as soon as possible is also plausible.

Mrs. Ling nodded understandingly: "You are a filial child, mother understands, okay, I will do as you said."

Ling Wenhua is dead, and it doesn't matter to Mrs. Ling when the funeral will be held.

In the future, she will have to rely on Ling Mohan to stabilize her business and status in Jiangcheng, so naturally let him go.

Seeing Ling Mohan's gloomy face, Mrs. Ling suddenly said tentatively: "Mo Han, the police station has sent a message about the woman who killed your father.

They have submitted this case to the court, and they are waiting for the trial of the court. It is estimated that the death penalty will be executed immediately. "

Ling Mohan raised his eyes, and there was only a resolute coldness in his eyes.

He looked at Mrs. Ling, and said word by word: "This woman really deserves to die."

Seeing the coldness in Ling Mohan's eyes, Mrs. Ling closed her eyes in satisfaction.

It seems that Mu Jingchen has completely believed that he is Ling Mohan.

In his eyes, Bai Liyue was just a vicious woman who killed his father.

"Mo Han, you're right. It's not a pity for this kind of woman to die ten thousand times!"

Mrs. Ling relaxed her vigilance, and a big stone fell from her heart.

She stood up, with sadness on her face, and said in a low voice: "Okay, Mo Han, I'll go up to see your father. I've been with him for so many years, and now he's leaving me behind. I still find it hard to accept..."

Having said that, Mrs. Ling choked up and walked out of the living room.

However, the moment he turned around, the grief on his face had completely disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Ling Mohan looked at her back, his pair of black pupils gradually narrowed, with endless cold killing intent.

...

Mrs. Ling went up to the second floor and went back to her room.

Mo Xiao followed closely.

Now that the Ling family has many relatives and friends who have come to offer their condolences, the corridor is naturally not a place to talk.

After Mo Xiao entered, he locked the door and strode up to Mrs. Ling.

"Ma'am, there was news from the hospital in the morning that Wei Xuan had died of poisoning. When I sneaked in to check, the ward was empty, and it was probably sent to the morgue.

On Luo Yuyao's side, after Luo Yuyao came out of Yujing Bieyuan, her hands were covered in blood, and she went home in a panic. I guess the real young master Mo Han has already..."

"estimate?"

Before Mo Xiao could speak, Mrs. Ling's face collapsed.

Mo Xiao quickly changed her words: "Ma'am, even if he is not dead, he must not have woken up, otherwise, Luo Yuyao wouldn't have reacted like that!"

Mrs. Ling waved her hands, and said with a stern look: "Forget it, leave him alone, now that woman Bai Liyue is sent to prison by me, and Ling Wenhua and Wei Xuan are dead.

Even if a miracle happens and he wakes up, what else can he do with me? It's easier for me to kill him than to kill a bedbug! "

Mrs. Ling is obviously not afraid of the agent boss.

After all, the only capital of the spy boss is the secret service organization.

And Mrs. Ling is the real master of the spy organization.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ling said to Mo Xiao: "Now, that woman is the only one left. Let me deal with her quickly. I don't want any more accidents."

"Don't worry, ma'am, I've already bought all the people, that woman, she won't last until tonight!"

Mrs. Ling smiled with satisfaction.

She walked to the window, opened the glass window, and enjoyed the cool breeze blowing from the window.

Outside the window, it was already pitch black.

But Mrs. Ling saw it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even more unscrupulous.

"From now on, no one will be able to hinder me anymore, I will always be a nobleman in Jiangcheng!

Those who dare to oppose me will only die! "

...

Jiangcheng Detention Center.

Although the evidence for Bai Liyue's murder was conclusive, he was locked up in the detention center and guarded by special personnel before he was sentenced.

The detention center is actually no different from a prison, just a small room with walls on all sides and a simple single bed inside.

Bai Liyue lay on her side on this single bed, her lips were pale and she was drowsy.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes, which had already seen through the world without any emotional fluctuations, did not move at all.

It was like a soulless body waiting quietly to die.

At the door, there was a sound of opening the door suddenly.

Then, a man walked in with a bowl of food.

He turned to Bai Liyue who was lying on the bed, and said very rudely: "Get up and have dinner!"

Bai Liyue opened her lips, and a weak voice came out of her mouth: "I'm not hungry."

Seeing Bai Liyue's look so weak that he couldn't speak, the man's expression suddenly changed.

"Don't be ignorant, pretend to be dead, you kill people, and you won't be able to eat a few full meals, don't hurry up and cherish the days you are alive, one meal is one meal!"