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Chapter 772 Selling Dog Meat [05] Mo Yi(1/2)

"Finally left."

Si Sheng, who had been tense for a long time, finally rolled his eyes, and then put his brain in an open space to look at the roof of the tent.

——She is so tolerant.

"It's good, I didn't fight with her." Ling Xize smiled, walked over with hot water and medicine, sat beside the bed and helped Si Sheng up, and fed her medicine.

“…”

She wanted to fight, but she didn't have the strength for the time being.

Song Qingming took out a chair and sat down next to him. After seeing Si Sheng finishing the medicine, he said, "How did you do it?"

"Um."

Thinking of Xiao Ni's strange performance, Si Sheng frowned.

Afterwards, she briefly told the two of them about this matter. As for the fact that she had slid downhill regardless of her safety, she just mentioned it and did not explain it in detail.

——She was careless and had nothing to say.

"Don't Xiao Ni say?" Ling Xize asked suspiciously.

"Yes." Si Sheng leaned into Ling Xize's arms, frowned and thought for a while, and continued, "They must have hidden things. However, I saw that Xiao Ni's expression was normal, and it didn't seem like there was any problem, so I didn't ask."

"Um."

Ling Xize nodded.

Xiao Ni is calm and has a proper attitude when doing things. He is not only a simple "I'm afraid you're worried" and keeps talking about some things. Xiao Ni should have his own reasons if he doesn't say it. If it really reaches the point where they know, Xiao Ni will definitely take the initiative to tell them.

"By the way, do you have a satellite phone here?" Si Sheng asked suddenly.

Ling Xize looked up at Song Qingming.

Song Qingming nodded: "Yes."

Recently, Grandpa Song is not in good health. Song Qingming has to contact Grandpa Song every day, so he simply applied for a satellite phone number on his hand, which is simple and convenient.

Song Qingming took out his satellite phone.

Si Sheng directly reported a string of phone numbers.

"Who's?" Ling Xize felt very upset when she heard her fluency.

"Boss An."

"Do you remember my phone number?" Ling Xize's tone was sour.

"I..." Si Sheng wanted to fool Ling Xize, but was afraid that Ling Xize would become serious and asked her to call, so he simply told the truth, "Let's remember another day."

“…”

Ling Xize grinded his teeth.

"I remember a lot of phone calls," Si Sheng comforted, "some phone calls are not suitable for storage."

"I can testify." Song Qingming pressed a string of phone calls and handed over the satellite phone, while not forgetting to take the blame. "People like them who can commit crimes at any time are not suitable to leave evidence."

“…”

Si Sheng glared coldly.

Song Qingming didn't take it seriously.

Ling Xize was so angry that he was so angry that he was bothered by them. After all, Si Sheng’s previous profession was indeed not suitable to record too many calls on his mobile phone, otherwise it would be easy to leak information.

The phone rang a few times and was then connected.

"who?"

Boss An's voice came from the phone.

Si Sheng said: "I."

"Tell me, what's the matter?" asked Boss An.

Very simple and clear.

If Si Sheng called Boss An in the past, he might have asked him to come out for food, drink and have fun.

But in the past two years—

Except things are things.

No entertainment.

"Check two people for me." Si Sheng paused and reminded Boss An, "Check it secretly and don't let people know."

"name."

"Mo Yi and Bai Song."

"..." Boss An was silent for a moment, as if he was a little surprised, "Who?"

Si Sheng raised his eyelids, looked at Ling Xize, and then repeated the name: "Mo Yi and Bai Song."

Boss An calmed down and said, "I know Mo Yi."

"ha?"

"This person should ask your brother Su Heng." Boss An smiled, and Yun Danfeng threw out two words lightly, "He is familiar."

Si Sheng was puzzled, "What's the situation?"

She thought "Mo Yi" was familiar, so she must have heard of the name "Mo Yi", but she didn't expect that this matter was related to Su Heng.

"Which year was Su Hengjin basin washing his hands?" asked Boss An.

Si Sheng was brought by Su Heng when he entered the world as a bodyguard.

Later, because Su Heng's grandmother died of illness, Su Heng simply washed his hands and returned to his hometown Anton. Then he basically worked in Anton and rarely came out to take on work.

Si Sheng thought for a while and said, "It's been seven or eight years."

Su Heng was quite early to "wash his hands in the golden basin". Although he is less than thirty, he is quitting in his early twenties.

"Anyway, it was at that time that he returned to Anton and picked up a homeless man." Boss An said, "The homeless man didn't know his past, had no memory or name, so Su Heng took him in and asked him to do odd jobs in his scrap store."

Si Sheng asked: "What happened later?"

"Later," Boss An thought for a while, and said, "He stayed in Su Heng's store for two years, and later helped Su Heng block the gun and fell into the Yalu River. Su Heng sent someone to look for him, but he couldn't find it, and he didn't even catch the body. He disappeared without a trace."

"There has been no news since?"

"Yeah, no news."

"Does Bai Xiaotang have his files in his database?"

"No." Boss An said, "The name Mo Yi was taken casually by Su Heng. The surname ‘Mo’ comes from your senior sister... Well, Mo Shangyun's surname. ‘Y’ is just one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven, which is easy to remember."

“…”

Su Heng doesn't need to be a snack when naming people this ball.

"What are you looking for him?" After saying that, Boss An couldn't help asking.

"Curious." Si Sheng said, "Why is he not dead yet when he was shot?"

"...Then ask him."

Boss An, who knew that he was fooled, answered speechlessly.

Then, he said, "I will ask someone to check his affairs and tell you if there is any news."

"good."

Si Sheng replied.

Seeing that the two of them were about to finish their conversation, Ling Xize was unhappy and heard the conversation between them, while worried about Si Sheng's physical problems, so he pinched the phone before the two of them said goodbye.

——Save them to talk endlessly.

Si Sheng stared at him.

As the "main room", Ling Xize was fearless and returned the satellite phone to Song Qingming, and then helped Si Sheng lie down.

"Where are you sleeping here, where am I sleeping?" Song Qingming pinched the satellite phone and asked a very normal question.

Ling Xize said directly: "You go to our tent."

“…”

Song Qingming, who recognized the bed and didn't like sleeping in other people's beds, looked at Si Sheng's pale and weak face, thought for a while, and forced himself to endure it.

Then, he heard Ling Xize's instructions: "There is a wiretap in that tent, please be careful."

Song Qingming: “…”

What kind of traits do you two have?

Song Qingming was simply outraged.

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To be continued...
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