After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"lady,"

The man nodded.

"My subordinates failed in their duties. The body was burned along with the car."

"I don't blame you,"

Luo Yang spoke calmly.

"Tell me the specific situation."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and repeated exactly what he had seen.

Luo Yang grasped the key points of the words and repeated them softly.

"The eyes are bloodshot, the face is gray, and there are blue-gray lines on the neck?"

"Yes,"

The man pursed his lips as he thought of what he saw at that time.

Zhang Chi frowned subconsciously as he listened to the description.

"Madam, this is so strange, could it be another Gu?"

"It's a Gu,"

Luo Yang made up his mind instantly, his narrowed eyes filled with concentration.

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go out."

"Yes,"

The man nodded and walked away quickly.

Zombie Gu.

Luo Yang played with the silver bracelet on his wrist and fell into deep thought.

The only person she knew who could cultivate this kind of poisonous insect was Pei Yu.

If it was really him, what was his purpose and how did he know about my rebirth?

Zhang Chi's expression was also much more serious than before.

This thing is so evil that it is hard to guard against.

"Did the people sent to Country T find anything unusual?"

Zhang Chi knew what Luo Yang was asking and frowned.

"not yet."

This feeling of being watched from the dark is not a good one.

Luo Yang's expression was calm, but there was a turbulent undercurrent in his eyes.

"Prepare the car and go to Jiang's house."

Since Jiang Tian is connected to that person, we should start with her and find out the person hiding in the dark.

Zhang Chi looked embarrassed when he heard this and stood there without moving.

"Ma'am, the situation is still unclear. It's not safe for you to go at this time."

"Since it involves poison, it is safest for me to go."

Luo Yang stood up from the chair and walked out.

"Get the car ready."

She wanted to see what role Jiang Tian played in this conspiracy.

Zhang Chi knew that he couldn't persuade his wife, so he pursed his lips helplessly and left.

Lu's old house.

"Is everything settled?"

Old Madam Lu narrowed her eyes as she looked at Lu Minghui, who looked obviously much more haggard.

Uncle He stood behind Madam Lu with a complicated look in his eyes.

"It's almost there,"

Lu Minghui sat upright in the chair and calmly and skillfully served the freshly brewed tea to Mrs. Lu.

"How is your recovery going?"

"It's just an old bone, and it's just the same as before."

Madam Lu took the tea with a joking tone and took a sip.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of this trip?"

Lu Minghui tightened his fingers holding the teacup, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but his attempt to speak out was blocked.

"I don't have anything to do. I just came to see you after finishing my work."

Madam Lu narrowed her eyes and a kind smile appeared on her face.

"It's hard for you to be so filial."

Lu Minghui moved his fingertips and began to chat with Old Madam Lu about daily life.

Madam Lu also responded with a smile.

The scene was harmonious and warm, and it seemed as if what had happened before had never happened.

Uncle He's eyes were full of contemplation.

I always feel that Lu Minghui's purpose of coming here is not simple, especially since he specifically asked the young lady.

"I'm old and don't have enough energy. I feel sleepy again after sitting for a while."

Madam Lu put down her teacup.

Lu Minghui understood what Mrs. Lu meant and put down his teacup as well.

"I'll take you to rest."

"No need, Lao He can just help me back.

Madam Lu smiled.

"Go back and do your own thing first,"

Uncle He immediately stepped forward and helped Madam Lu up.

Old Madam Lu reached out to help Lu Minghui adjust his tie and patted him on the shoulder.

"There's a lot going on lately, so you have to take good care of yourself."

Something moved deep in Lu Minghui's eyes.

"do not worry."

Madam Lu nodded, turned and left, walking towards the backyard.

Lu Minghui looked at the backs of Madam Lu and Uncle He, and the smile on his lips gradually faded.