Mo Yang

Hearing that Han Mo said that he would surrender himself, everyone at the scene was in a commotion.

The policemen showed surprise and joy. Yang Tianhe and Qiao Yang exchanged glances. Qiao Yang supported Han Mo steadily, and held Han Mo's left hand back, interlocking his fingers.Tutu grabbed Han Mo's clothes, and the professor hugged Tutu.

"Nonsense!" Old Qin retorted: "Police, Comrade Police, I don't know what he's talking about."

Han Mo chuckled: "You will know soon, because I have evidence, it is the iron box." He gestured to the iron box in the first grotto after entering the cave, which was touched by Lao Qin.

Lao Qin immediately defended: "I, I touched that box just now, just, just curious!"

Han Mo said: "It's not the surface of the box, it's the inside of the box... There is evidence in there."

Han Mo's words caused another round of commotion at the scene.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: What do you mean, isn't it that the box is filled with gold?Is there evidence of old Qin reselling national cultural relics?No way.Lao Qin should not have been born when Han Qi appraised and hid the gold?

The professor and Tutu don't know why.Qiao Yang whispered in Han Mo's ear, "Ah Mo, what's in the box?"

Han Mo tilted his head and showed Mo Fox's signature smile at him: "You will know in a while."

Lao Qin moved two steps in place uneasily, his lips twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Yang Tianhe thought for a while, and ordered: "Someone come and unpack the box." Immediately, relevant professionals from the Economic Special Operations Agency came over with tools.Lu Jinse followed closely behind, holding up the law enforcement recorder to follow.

Several strong male police officers worked together to move the big iron box down and put it on the ground. Lu Jinse took the recorder and walked around the iron box: "The seal is intact and the appearance is old. It should be pasted for more than a year... "

The police officer in charge of opening the box carefully cut the seal, pinched off the big lock on the iron box, then pulled open the box cover forcefully, looked inside, and gasped.

"What's the matter?" Lu Jinse hurried over and looked in while filming the camera. After seeing it clearly, she took a breath: "This, is this a bronze vessel?"

"Bronze bottle." The police officer who opened the box carefully took out the small wine bottle in the box with gloves on. "Looking at the craftsmanship and rust, it is likely to be a cultural relic over 2000 years old. It is a national treasure... huh?" She leaned closer Zunkou looked at it, and said to Lu Jinse: "Come closer and take a picture, take a picture here...do you see, there are a few hairs here that haven't decayed yet."

"Hair over 2000 years old?" Lu Jinse didn't dare to breathe, took out an evidence bag from his pocket and asked the other party to put the hair in it.

The police officer who opened the box rolled his eyes: "How is it possible? If the hair of more than 2000 years is still so elastic, I will travel back to ancient times and ask what shampoo the owner of the hair used! If I want to say, it should be a grave robber Or the hair left by the cultural relic dealers..." At this point, she looked suspiciously at Han Mo and then at Lao Qin.

"This is the evidence you said?" Yang Tianhe asked Han Mo.

Han Mo smiled calmly: "Well, after you have the DNA test, you will see the result."

Hearing this, Lao Qin, who was still calm at first, showed a ghostly expression. He stared at Han Mo and shook his head again and again: "No, this is impossible, it must not be my hair, I have never been here! I didn't do it!" Such a thing!" He even forgot to pretend to stutter.

Han Mo shrugged, his phoenix eyes curled up, like a fox who has been trained to be fine.

"How is it possible...Mohu, you framed me! How did you do it?" Old Qin's face twisted.

The corner of Han Mo's mouth turned up: "Xiao Qin, you are really wrong."

Xiao Qin, you are really wrong.

Stared at by Han Mo's pair of Danfeng eyes that were almost identical to Han Qijian, and hearing that familiar words, Lao Qin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.A whirlwind hit, and Lao Qin's legs went limp, but luckily the policeman next to him grabbed him so he didn't fall.

"What, what do you mean..." He murmured nervously, "How is this possible, what, when?"

Han Mo smiled at him wordlessly.

This smile slapped Lao Qin's face like a slap in the face, making him feel ashamed and angry to explode.Even though he knew that it was best to keep silent now and everything would be discussed after leaving here to see the lawyer, he still couldn't help but growl and ask: "Mohu, tell me, when did you do it!? How did you do it? !Say it!"

"What are you talking about?" Han Mo tilted his head innocently, his pale face was still amazingly beautiful in the dangling flashlight, "Do I want to tell you that I remember seeing you for the first time when I was 4 years old? Your scene, I will always remember you saying: Han Qijian, what you owe me, I will get it back from your descendants. I remember your face? How is it possible."

Old Qin was struck by lightning.Even the police officers at the scene fell silent and pricked up their ears.

Qiao Yang shuddered all over, and a little light flashed in front of his eyes!Could it be...

Han Mo's voice echoed back and forth in the quiet cave: "Or do you want me to tell you that my grandpa told me long ago that if someone claims to be his friend approaching me-don't believe it. Find a way to get rid of it." Put a few strands of that man's hair into the box he prepared in advance when no one was looking? How is this possible."

"How can someone be able to see through people's hearts thoroughly, laying out a scam for the enemies decades in advance, using gold as bait, coercing the enemies not to dare to kill his children and grandchildren easily? How can someone recognize the father-killing enemy at the first sight and see through the enemy Scam, spent more than three years doing a completely opposite scam, just to bring the enemy to justice one day?"

Lao Qin knelt on the ground with a "plop", his expression was blank for a few seconds, he stared at Han Mo's eyes stupidly as if hypnotized, and opened his mouth wide.

Not only him, almost everyone present was dumbfounded.

Han Mo laughed out loud like never before, until the place where his collarbone just stopped bleeding was oozing red: "Hahaha, hahaha! How could anyone have such unpredictable tricks? How could someone teach a trick that is not inferior to his own? Children and grandchildren? How can someone disguise themselves for three full years for revenge and make themselves unrecognizable!? Hahahahaha!"

"Ah, ah!!!!" Han Mo's laughter was like an indestructible bullet, which completely shattered Lao Qin's will.He raised his head and roared like a beast, and slammed his head into the ground: "Han Qijian! Han Qijian! You won't let me go even if you die! Why can't I win? Why can't I win! I'm right ,I am not wrong!"

"Stop him!" The policemen were shocked, and they went up to hold Lao Qin, fearing that he would knock himself to death if he became agitated.

This kind of worry is very necessary, because Lao Qin seems to have gone crazy.He blushed, his neck was thick, his eyes were straight, his mouth was drooling, and he yelled strangely: "It's all a scam, it's all a scam! Han Qijian knew that the enemy would come back, and it was all his tricks! Mo Huhu recognized me from the very beginning , He slandered me, everything was for slandering me! Did I lose? Did I lose? "

"No, hey hey, no, I didn't lose, Han Qijian, I didn't lose! Your grandson is still dirty by me, he's dirty! Hee hee hee, he got revenge on me by dirtying himself! He crossed the line, He killed someone, he was dirty, dirty hee hee! Mo Fox, Mo Fox!" After a while, Lao Qin seemed to regain his sanity, and he accurately found the location of Mo Fox, and looked at him with a fierce look: "Don't hesitate to turn yourself in and drag me into the water, right? Don't worry, you won't live if I die! Don't forget, we killed those four enemies of your grandfather together, we did it together, hehehe! You also killed Ji Fuchang today, to protect yourself! Die together, Mohu, die with me!"

"Ji Fuchang is not dead, Mo Fox has never killed anyone!" Tutu yelled angrily, and was about to pounce on Lao Qin to fight for his life, but luckily the professor held him tightly.

Qiao Yang was also furious, and opened his mouth to refute a few words - the law enforcement recorder in Lu Jinse's hand was still on, and Lao Qin's slander could not be allowed to pass.

However, Han Mo let go of the hand that had been clasped with Qiao Yang, moved a distance away from him, covered his eyes, and said softly, "Okay, don't be angry, he is right."

"Ah Mo?" "Mo Fox?" The three people standing around him all looked at him.

Han Mo took away his left hand, revealing his tear-stained eyes, with a tired and relieved smile on his face: "I went astray for revenge, and now, it's time to pay the price for my apostasy."

"Mo Fox." It was the first time for the three present to see Han Mo's tears, and they all looked dazed.

Tutu and the professor suddenly realized that although Han Mo had a male-female appearance, with a stunning and weak face, it seemed that he had never shown such a fragile expression.No matter how dangerous and complicated the situation is, he always looks calm, calm, and cynical, making them forget that the person in front of them is just a helpless 26-year-old young man.

He will also be afraid, tired, and confused.

"Mohu..." Tutu's condition has improved, but she still can't feel emotions normally.But even so, she still took a step forward and carefully wiped away Han Mo's tears that kept falling with her fingers.She opened her arms, leaned close to him with her warm and soft body, and gave him a gentle hug.

"Mo fox." Tutu backed away, and the professor stepped forward, hugging Han Mo carefully, as if touching a treasure that didn't belong to him.He whispered in the ear of the man with phoenix eyes: "I will take good care of Tutu... From now on, no matter what happens, you have to take care of yourself."

After the professor backed away, Qiao Yang turned to Han Mo, and the two looked at each other.

"Little Sun, woo..." Han Mo suddenly pursed his mouth in a childish manner, tears streaming down his face even more presumptuously, he slammed into Qiao Yang's arms, and tightly grasped Qiao Yang's back with his left hand.

"I know, I know, you are already very tired..." Qiao Yang hugged Han Mo tightly, as if he had recovered a lost rib, "You started planning three years ago, Ah Mo. That's why you gave me the hourglass, didn't you? Time will tell, time will tell. You've always been you, and you've never let me down."

"Um……"

Qiao Yang kissed Han Mo's heart, over and over again: "You have already thought about it, you have seen the end from the beginning. What about my joining? Are you deliberately bringing me back to you?"

"It's... Qiao Yang," Han Mo looked at him with wet eyes, "You are the escape route I arranged for myself from the beginning, and you are the sun that guides me back. There are many times when I want to give up. This time I would rather sink in the dark, but I think of you. No matter how long I am lost in the dark, I will return to the world of light; no matter how much the price is, I will return to the world of light... because you are there. "

"I'm here, right here." Qiao Yang kissed his teardrop eyelashes, "I guessed your deception, I brought the police, and I completed your deception very well. You are amazing , you have lived up to your grandfather's upbringing, you are the unique ink fox in the whole world... welcome back."

"Han Mo, it's time to go." At this moment, Yang Tianhe, who had finished dealing with Qin Mao's affairs, came over and shook the handcuffs.

Han Mo withdrew from Qiao Yang's arms and stretched out his hands to Yang Tianhe.

Yang Tianhe put handcuffs on him, and gently pushed him to go out of the cave.

Han Mo took two steps, stopped, turned around and asked Qiao Yang who was struggling to hold back tears behind him: "Qiao Yang, will you wait for me?"

"Yes," Qiao Yang's tears finally slipped down, but this did not affect his bright smile like the sun: "I will wait for as long as I want, because I am Mo Fox's little sun!"

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