"As appropriate?" Jiang Ye sneered, "The ashes will be buried in a few days. Why do you hide them?

"But didn't you say that too? There are many doubts, and the corpse may not be just a small remark!"

Eye didn't say anything.

Indeed, there are many doubts.

However, all the traces, fingerprints, blood, DNA, and other points on the corpse were their own sons.

Even if he was suspicious, he had no clue now.

In fact, half a month ago, they heard someone in the bureau call and asked them to claim the body.

They are unwilling to believe it.

That is his own son.

Wen had no meals for three days in April.

Just guarding that unrecognizable corpse.

After checking for a few days and confirming that the body was Xiao Ci's, he was also very sad.

However, there was a crazy idea in my heart telling him.

That's not.

People from the Jiang family don’t die so easily!

The person who came out of this corpse must have something else to ask for!

So, they planned to follow the flow and follow the person's wishes.

Admitting that the corpse is Xiaoci.

And a funeral was held.

Everyone knows it.

Everyone believed it.

Only Eye and Wen April do not believe it.

They know their own son best.

"Then what you mean is to tell Lin Mo everything?" Wen Siyue said, "Aren't you afraid that someone will stare in the secret?"

Eye stopped talking again.

The two were silent for a while.

Each sighed.

...

The next day, Lin Mo went to the Song family to see Xiao Liu.

She is a little better than before.

The IQ has vaguely recovered a little.

When I looked at her, I wasn't that scared anymore.

At that time, she was playing basketball with Xiaoliu.

I happened to meet Song Ci hurriedly walking over the bridge of the small garden.

She stood up and stopped him.

"Mr. Song!"

When Song Ci turned around, he saw Lin Mo and stopped.

"Miss Lin, are you here? Why didn't the housekeeper notify me? I'll treat you so much."

"It's okay, Mr. Song, thanks to your care these days."

"No, no, what are you talking about taking care of... they are all friends." Song Ci waved his hand.

Seeing that her face was pretty good, he asked her, "It seems you haven't been here for a long time. Have you gone abroad?"

Lin Mo didn't give much explanation.

I could only nod, "Well, I went out to do something."

Then Song Ci sighed in a daze, "Oh...no wonder..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Lin Mo heard the meaning of his words and asked.

Song Ci didn't even think about it.

He explained, "Half a month ago, at Mr. Jiang's funeral, I didn't see you, your subordinates went, but you didn't come, I was curious and didn't dare to ask."

Song Ci's words exploded in Lin Mo's ears like a bomb.

She almost stood steadily.

"Mr. Jiang!? Which Mr. Jiang!?"

Song Ci scratched her head, "It's the Jiang family, the largest son of the imperial capital, their family, ah... The Jiang family and his wife are very good, and they are really miserable. The white-haired man gives away the black-haired man. That Mr. Jiang is said to be very capable at a young age..."

The following words.

Lin Mo didn't listen to a single word.

There is only a buzzing consciousness in my mind, which is constantly circulating and paralyzing.

Mr. Jiang, that is Jiang Ci;

Jiang Ci’s funeral?

A white-haired man gives a black-haired man?

For a moment, she was stunned and could not move at all.

His face, which was originally pretty rosy, was pale.

It seems to be very exciting.

"Song, Mr. Song... are you kidding?"

"Just kidding? How to play with such things...Miss Lin!"

Before Song Ci could finish his words, Lin Mo fainted.
Chapter completed!