"Mr. Shao, I am forced to do nothing. What Mo Wenchu ​​did to me is too numerous to describe..."

"But as far as I know, many of the things that hurt you before were done by her half-sister Mo Ziyao."

Shao Yi interrupted Wen Qing's words and said in a relaxed tone.

Wen Qing choked up, "But I don't think so."

"Okay." Shao Xuan stood up from the chair, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"I need to make some careful plans and let you know when the time is right."

Wen Qing didn't want to give Mo Wen a chance to make a comeback. This time she just wanted to hit her with one blow, so that the opponent would never be able to recover.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news."

Shao Yi simply agreed and hung up the phone. Wen Qing huddled on the sofa and hugged her cell phone. If it weren't for the intercom call record on it, she even suspected that the call just now was her imagination.

…

Late at night, Mo Wenchu ​​woke up from a nightmare.

Touching the wet sweat on her head, Mo Wenchu ​​silently touched her chest with her hands, trying to calm down her mood through constant breathing.

When she was about to lie down to sleep again, the cell phone next to her suddenly started ringing.

Mo Wenchu ​​fumbled to turn on the desk lamp next to the bed, rubbed her groggy eyes and answered the phone.

"Mo Wenchu, I helped you find Zhao Yi."

The call was from Gu Jue. When Mo Wenchu ​​heard what the other party said, she immediately sat up in shock, "Where is the other person? Where is he now?"

"I'm afraid you don't really want to know."

The whole person was stunned, and after her mind went blank for a few seconds, Mo Wenchu ​​touched her nose and asked, "Gu Jue, what do you mean by this?"

"A car rear-end accident occurred in the suburbs of London a month ago. A car and a tanker rear-ended each other. After the collision, the gas leaked from the tanker and exploded. The drivers of both parties died on the spot, and their bodies were seriously damaged."

Mo Wenchu ​​covered her mouth tightly with her hands, "No way, this can't be Zhao Yi."

"According to the description of the London police, the physical characteristics of the car driver were very consistent with Zhao Yi. At the same time, they also found a fragment of an ID card at the scene. The ID card was seriously damaged, but the last three digits could be seen, which were the same as those of Zhao Yi.

Yi’s ID card information matches.”

Gu Jue was still explaining the situation to Mo Wenchu.

But at this time, Mo Wenchu ​​was already crying, "This is impossible, how could Zhao Yi die? Gu Jue, you lied to me, right? If it was really him, why didn't the police contact us before?

?Why has there been no progress in previous investigations?”

"The police ignored the evidence of the ID card, so they have been investigating local missing persons. This time I asked someone to go to London to contact the police, and they matched it with several recent cases. Only then did they discover that Gu Jue's situation was related to that person.

The driver who died in the fire was highly consistent."

"I'm going to England." Mo Wenchu ​​brushed away the tears from the corner of her eyes with her fingers and said loudly.

"You can't go there now. I have sent people to conduct a detailed investigation. The news will give you a result soon."

Mo Wenchu: "I have to go and see it in person, Gu Jue. I can take three days off from the crew. I have to get to London anyway."

"Since you insist on doing this, I won't stop you. In three days, no matter what the outcome is, you must come back. You have also stayed abroad too much."

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Wenchu's eyes turned red again.

Mo Wenchu ​​held the phone tightly with her slender hands, her joints turned white, and with tears in her eyes, she found David's phone number.

But the hand on top of the screen has yet to press the dial button.

In the end, Mo Wenchu ​​threw the phone aside, buried her face in the pillow and cried loudly.

After almost not sleeping a wink all night, Mo Wenchu ​​called David's phone early the next morning and told the other party exactly what Gu Jue said last night.

"I will accompany you to London, when will I leave?" David said to Mo Wenchu ​​firmly before losing control of his emotions completely.

"Tomorrow." Mo Wenchu ​​answered simply.

"Okay, I'll also talk to the director here, and we'll set off to London together tomorrow."

With no time to comfort each other, both Mo Wenchu ​​and David had to prepare for their next trip to London.

The first thing that had to be resolved was the filming arrangement of the crew. However, after learning about Mo Wenchu’s purpose of going to London, the director patted her shoulder and said: “Wenchu, don’t worry, the crew’s coordination work is still in progress.

Give it to me, don’t think too much about other things for now.”

"Thank you, director." Mo Wenchu ​​Zhang remembered bowing to the director.

Once the director speaks, other things will naturally go much smoother.

After Mo Wenchu ​​returned to the hotel, she simply packed her luggage and waited for David, who had flown back from overseas, to meet him late at night.

When old friends met, they looked at each other without saying a word and just hugged each other gently.

silence……

It wasn't until the plane landed in London after a long flight of more than ten hours that Mo Wenchu ​​and David finally broke the silence when they met Xu An.

"Madam." Xu An looked a little anxious, "Mr. Gu said that you would definitely not go to the hotel to rest in peace first, um, so let me take you to the police station to inquire about the situation first."

"He has a heart."

Mo Wenchu ​​nodded and got into the car with David.

It was rainy weather in London and the sun was rarely seen a few times a month. Mo Wenchu ​​looked at the hazy street scene outside through the car window and felt that life was covered with a layer of haze just like the weather outside.

After driving for more than half an hour, the car finally stopped outside the police station in the suburbs.

In the reception room of the police station, Mo Wen first met the police officer in charge of the case.

The police officer was a somewhat stout middle-aged man, and he was accompanied by a sassy female police officer. During the questioning process, the female police officer asked Mo Wenchu ​​how she felt several times, and told her that if she felt uncomfortable, she could

Pause inquiry.

But Mo Wenchu ​​persisted and told the other party everything she learned.

When she walked out of the reception room, Mo Wen saw David coming out of the next room for the first time.

"Miss Mo, Mr. David,"

The middle-aged police officer looked through the records of the two people and looked at them with a solemn expression, "Based on the current situation, your friend is most likely the person who died in this car accident."

Although she was mentally prepared, Mo Wenchu's nerves were inevitably stimulated when she heard the news from an authoritative police officer.

The world in front of me suddenly turned into black and white, and the voices of everyone talking in my ears were as if they were in an urn, and they were muffled and could not be heard clearly.
Chapter completed!