Cannon Fodder's Counterattack [Transmigration Book]

The day before New Year's Day.

"I've brought all the materials, let's read it myself." Zhu Cheng threw a document bag on the table, sat down on the sofa next to him and tilted his head to look at Mu Yihe who was sitting at the desk to handle the work , I really don’t understand, "I said you are really a cheap person. When you dumped people back then, you were so cold-blooded that it was heinous. Do you regret it now? Crying, kneeling and licking people don’t want you anymore, and you are still there all day long. Don't give up, you're so cheap!"

Mu Yihe raised his head from the laptop and glanced at Zhu Cheng, then reached out to pick up the file bag at hand and opened it to look at the information inside.

It contained some copies of the records confessed by the traffickers after Ran Siyue was kidnapped. It explained in detail that Ran Shicheng found them and gave them an extremely meticulous kidnapping plan. They will be paid a handsome commission in addition.

"When are you going to arrest Ran Shicheng?" Mu Yihe put down the document and looked up at Zhu Cheng.

"In the next two days, you can't scare the snake away, and you will be arrested secretly." Zhu Cheng said.

"En." Mu Yihe didn't say anything more.

"Are you planning to do something to Ran Shicheng?" Zhu Cheng suddenly asked Mu Yihe with a vigilant expression on his face, "I advise you not to make up such a crooked mind. When the time comes, the person will run away. If the higher-ups find out, I will be the one to take the blame. .”

"I've sent someone to track his recent whereabouts." Mu Yihe replied coldly, and continued to fold his arms to read the emails on the computer.

"You cut it first and play it later!" Zhu Cheng wished to give him a goosebump.

"His target is Ran Yichu. He failed to kidnap Yueyue last time, so he will definitely make another move." Mu Yihe picked up his phone, looked at the message, got up and put on the coat hanging on the hanger, and prepared to go out .

"What are you doing?" Zhu Cheng stood up from the sofa.

"Private matters." Mu Yihe didn't want to go into details with him, so he went straight out of the office and told the secretary outside, canceled the afternoon meeting and left the company.

Just now the private detective sent him a message saying that he saw Ran Shicheng and Shen Yanqiao meeting in private, and heard them mentioning Ran Yichu in bits and pieces.

Mu Yihe drove to the downstairs of the community where Ran Yichu lived, and he even vaguely heard the sound of the piano from the tall building.

Worried that Ran Shicheng would make other moves, he silently waited downstairs until late at night before leaving.

New Year.

Mu Yihe was making breakfast for Ran Sixue at home when he received a call from another private detective.

"Mr. Mu, Shen Yanqiao is going to attack Ran Yichu." The other party said.

"Continue talking." Mu Yihe was wearing a bluetooth headset, making milk while talking on the phone.

"He went out last night, and I secretly followed him all the way to the bar street, and saw him meet a gangster. The two chatted for a long time in the corner, and Shen Yanqiao gave the gangster a sum of cash." The private detective suddenly Paused, "At that time, the gangster probably felt that the money was too little, so he yelled loudly, 'I will help you kill someone, just give this little deposit', but I couldn't hear the rest clearly."

"How do you conclude that the person he wants to kill is Ran Yichu?" Mu Yihe asked.

"I observe him every day in the opposite building of his house, and I accidentally saw a poster of Ran Yichu on the wall of his study with a telescope, with a cross drawn on his face with a red marker, which is enough to show that he hates Ran Yichu to the bone." The other party said slowly.

"Are you sure when you will do it?" Mu Yihe pondered.

"This still needs to be observed again."

"Well, let's do this first, and call me when there is any progress." Mu Yihe hung up the phone after finishing speaking, poured the heated milk into a cup and went to the second bedroom to find Ran Sixue.

"Little lazy pig, it's time to get up!" Mu Yihe pushed open the door, and Ran Sixue was still sleeping with her ass pouted, and the quilt was messily kicked aside by her.

Fortunately, the room was heated, otherwise I would probably catch a cold right now.

"No, I need to sleep." Ran Sixue couldn't even open her eyes, twisted her body a few times unhappy, and refused to get up.

"Then I'm going to find your daddy, you can stay at home and sleep alone." Mu Yihe stood beside the bed, and secretly smiled with his mouth pursed.

"No!" Sure enough, Ran Sixue opened her eyes suddenly, rolled over on the bed, and looked at Mu Yihe.

"Dress yourself or should I help you?" He put a small suit he prepared in the morning on the bed.

"You wear it for me." Ran Sixue pouted and scratched her neck, then crawled sleepily to the side of the bed.

"Put on your clothes, go brush your teeth and wash your face, and call your dad." Mu Yihe helped her take off her little nightdress, and began to put on little clothes one by one.

"Our clothes are the same today!" Ran Sixue looked at the small black plaid suit on herself, then at the black plaid suit on Mu Yihe, and said.

"Really?" Mu Yihe pretended not to notice, looked back and forth at the clothes of both parties, nodded and said, "It really is."

"Next time I will wear the same clothes as Daddy." Ran Sixue clapped her little hands happily.

"Put on your shoes and go wash up." Mu Yihe carried her off the bed, then took out his mobile phone to call Ran Yichu, but there was no answer there.

Worried about Shen Yanqiao's attack, Mu Yihe didn't dare to delay any longer, and after eating breakfast that was about to approach noon with Ran Sixue, he drove to Ran Yichu's community.

"Is Daddy not at home?"

After ringing the doorbell for a long time, but no one responded, Ran Sixue asked curiously.

"Let's find him in another place." Mu Yihe carried her downstairs and returned to the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the Grand Theater.

On New Year's Day, the road was not normally blocked, and he called Ran Yichu several times on the way, but no one answered, Mu Yihe's whole heart was suspended.

"Big Daddy, I want to buy a bouquet of flowers for Daddy." Ran Sixue's gaze stayed on a flower shop, and she had already imagined herself sending flowers to Ran Yichu in her mind.

Mu Yihe looked at the blocked road ahead, turned on the direction lights and drove towards the side of the road, and then parked steadily at the entrance of the flower shop.

"Welcome!" There was only one female owner in the flower shop, who was sitting at a table studying how to insert a pot of flowers in front of her. When she heard the sound of wind chimes jingling at the door, she turned her head and saw a tall and handsome man. The man came in with a girl who looked like a doll, so he got up and looked at the good-looking father and daughter in front of him with a smile, and asked with a hint of flattery, "Are you going to buy flowers for your wife?"

"En." Mu Yihe responded lightly, looked at the phone absently, put down Ran Sixue and said to the female boss: "Help me choose a bouquet of flowers suitable for men."

"Okay." The female boss looked at the flowers in her shop comprehendingly, and carefully selected them.

"I like white flowers." Ran Sixue pointed to a bouquet of white roses in a pile of flowers, and tugged at the female boss's clothes.

"Does your father like white?" The female boss knelt down and asked her patiently.

"Yeah!" Ran Sixyue nodded seriously, and said with certainty, "Daddy likes white."

"Then auntie, will you wrap it up for you?" The female boss looked at her cute appearance, and wanted to pick her up and suck a couple of times, but the man at the door seemed unfriendly, cold and cool.

At this time, Mu Yihe's phone rang, and he saw that it was Ran Yichu's call, so he answered it without thinking.

"Where are you?" he asked.

"What's wrong?" Ran Yichu asked curiously.

"There is something I want to talk to you face to face." Mu Yihe said.

"Well, I'm in the theater." Ran Yichu paused, "There are still two hours to go on stage, if you are not in a hurry, you can come to me after I finish."

"I'll come over now." Although he knew that Ran Yichu was fine for the time being, Mu Yihe was still very worried.

"Hmm. Where's Yueyue?" Ran Yichu asked.

Mu Yihe glanced at Ran Sixue who was curiously wrapping flowers around the female boss in the shop, and replied, "Beside me."

"Take the ticket I gave you the day before yesterday, Yueyue hasn't seen me perform on stage yet." Ran Yichu said.

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yihe saw that the flowers hadn't been wrapped yet, so he called Si Jiuzu, but unexpectedly the line was busy there.

"Great man, look!" Ran Sixue happily called Mu Yihe to look at it together, holding a bouquet of white roses wrapped in white paper and white lace.

"Daddy will definitely like it." Mu Yihe responded and picked her up, paid the money and drove to find Ran Yichu.

It was already dark when we arrived at the Grand Theater, and the parking space was almost full of all kinds of luxury cars. When he took Ran Sixue to check the tickets and entered the concert hall, although he saw Si Jiuzu, Ran Yichu never showed up. .

"His show is still at the end." Si Jiuzu carried away Ran Sixyue who opened his arms towards him, and went to the front row side by side with Mu Yihe to find a seat.

"The mastermind behind Yueyue's kidnapping last time has been found." Mu Yihe said.

"Know him?" Si Jiuzu turned to look at him.

"En." Mu Yihe put Ran Sixue in the middle of them, leaned over and approached Si Jiuzu and said, "Before you find the evidence, protect Ran Yichu well, that person may do something again in the near future."

"Who is it?" Si Jiuzu's face immediately darkened.

"We'll talk about this topic after the concert is over." Mu Yihe sat up straight.

When the show started and the host left, the first show was Shen Yanqiao's four-handed performance with another pianist.

Looking at Shen Yanqiao's harmless face, Mu Yihe clenched his fists calmly.

When it was finally Ran Yichu's turn to appear on stage, Mu Yihe breathed a sigh of relief, and his attention was immediately taken away by this extremely dazzling person on stage.

When Ran Yichu told him that the real Ran Yichu was dead, Mu Yihe couldn't accept this fact at all.After several months of calmness, when he looked at Ran Yichu directly again, he thought he could let go, but found that he was still too naive.

Such an outstanding person on the stage has already made him lose himself.

Just as everyone was immersed in the sound of Ran Yichu's piano, they suddenly saw him playing the piano with blood all over his face.

On the big screen, the camera is facing the back of Ran Yichu, and the audience can clearly see the bright red blood oozing from the hair at the back of his head, dripping down the tail of his hair and dripping onto the spotless white tuxedo, smudged.

Mu Yihe, who was sitting opposite, clenched his fists tightly and stared at Ran Yichu on the stage.

He didn't expect that Shen Yanqiao would make a move at this time.

"Let him finish playing." Mu Yihe grabbed Si Jiuzu's hand and pulled him back to his seat.

He knew that Ran Yichu cherished this stage very much, otherwise he wouldn't have endured the pain and continued to play.

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