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Shen Liangchuan's pupils shrank, he glanced back at Qiao Lian, ignored them, and went upstairs directly. 13579246810ggaax

He entered the study and then spoke: "Send it to my mailbox." ”

"It's already been sent."

"Hmm."

"Brother Shen?"

"Huh?"

"I took a look at the information and made sure that Mo Wuxin ...... Dead indeed. ”

When Shen Liangchuan heard this, his heart sank, and after a while, he spoke: "I know." ”

After hanging up the phone, he sat behind his desk, his gaze fixed on a certain spot on the desk.

Back then, Mo Wuxin died, and he didn't actually see his body with his own eyes.

He still remembers that that day was the day he made an appointment with Qiao Lian to meet.

He was in the café and saw her.

She was on the phone with her best friend.

He just looked at her fixedly.

Later, he received a text message from Song Yuanxi:

Four simple words, but he stood up suddenly, left the café without saying a word, and went straight to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, Mo Wuxin's body had already been pushed into the morgue.

Later, after cremation, he entered the cemetery.

Therefore, from beginning to end, he had never seen Mo Wuxin's corpse.

At this moment, his information is on the computer.

He took a deep breath and turned on his computer.

Mo Wuxin's information appeared all of a sudden.

Car accident, internal bleeding, ineffective rescue, death.

Mo Wuxin's photos of the time of the car accident, lying on the sick ** in the hospital, the photo of the moment of death......

Even, when he died, he did not close his eyes.

He opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything, and he was bleeding profusely, spitting blood from his mouth one by one......

As you can see from the photos, before he died, he was in pain.

This cognition made Shen Liangchuan only feel as if his heart was being dragged by something, and he pulled it hard, so painful that he stretched out his hand and pressed it against his heart.

Mo Wuxin...... Don't be careless!

He snapped and closed the computer screen.

But the man was breathing heavily.

He never knew that Mo Wuxin was so dead.

He clenched his fists tightly.

After a while, the door of the study was slammed, he raised his head, and saw Qiao Lian standing at the door, looking at him tentatively, "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Only then did Shen Liangchuan notice that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

He stood up, "You go first, and I'll come." ”

Qiao Lian nodded and withdrew.

Shen Liangchuan took a deep breath, opened the drawer, picked up the sleeping pills, and just took one pill, the study door was pushed open again, and Qiao Lian stood there, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I took a bath." ”

The meaning of the invitation should not be too obvious.

But in front of Shen Liangchuan's eyes, there was the appearance of Mo Wuxin's death.

He only felt a wave of nausea welling up in his heart.

He frowned and nodded, "Hmm." ”

He stood up and followed Qiao Lian into the bedroom, and he took the bath towel and went to take a bath.

But after taking a shower, I found that Qiao Lian was not outside.

Confused, he walked out and looked at his study with the light on.

When I walked over and pushed the door open, I saw Qiao Lian looking up and taking a sip of water, and in her hand, she was holding the bottle of sleeping pills imported from abroad!

Shen Liangchuan's eyes shrank: "What are you doing?!" ”

Qiao Lian waved his hand, "I'll take a few vitamins you usually eat!" ”