MTL - Rebirth In The Novel: Indulging The Female Side Character-Chapter 300 (Red envelopes)

The night is quiet, no moon and no stars.

The four sides are dark and dark, falling over the sky, like an abyss.

In the middle of the night, a woman walked home slowly.

The key is buckled, gently turned, and the door opens.

With a bang, it fell into the quiet room, and the darkness sneaked into it.

She did not turn on the lights and walked to her room step by step.

The footsteps were heavy and a sigh of silence.

The door is pushed open and the lamp on the top lights up.

The soft light illuminates the room, the night winds rise, and the curtains are blown.

There is already a person sitting in the room.

The man lowered his eyes and heard the movement at the door, looked up and looked over.

She is on the man's eyes, the darkness is not at the bottom, like a deep pool.

The woman's back is stiff and I want to go back.

The man saw her move and suddenly opened her mouth.

The sound is very cold: "Gu Xiangning."

The fear in the eyes of a woman is beginning to appear, and the despair of depression is pressing.

Her hands and feet instantly lost strength and almost fell to the ground.

Gu Xiangjing trembled with a voice: "Who are you?"

Years ago, she changed her name and changed her name. No one knows her real name.

For a long time, Gu Xiangning thought that this matter had already been covered up.

Unexpectedly, she actually heard the name again.

Who is this man in front of me?

The man sitting in front of Gu Xiangning is Mo Qinghan.

Mo Qinghan saw Gu Xiangning's fear and gave her a faint look.

His eyes swept through the chills: "It doesn't matter who I am."

"I just want to ask you about something that happened that year."

Gu Xiangning pinched the palm of his hand and his chest was stuffy.

She naturally knows what is going on in Mo Qing’s mouth.

Mo Qinghan’s gaze passed from Gu Xiangning’s face, and his face was as calm as water: “Do you remember Mo Zhen?”

The blood of Gu Xiangning’s body instantly cooled down.

She hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Gu Xianging tried to squeeze the words out of his throat: "She is a girl in my library."

This person has already investigated her real name, and she must have known her identity.

At this time, she does not have to hide.

Mo Qinghan's eyes were cold and deep, and he narrowed his eyes: "What happened in the end?"

Gu Xiangning shook his head: "I don't know the details."

"As far as I know, Mo Zhen was broken by a person."

After a pause, she went on to say: "The people who knew the truth were gone."

The voice just fell, and the room fell silent.

Although Mo Qinghan did not speak, but Gu Xianging felt cold and climbed to the back.

After a long silence, Mo Qinghan only made a sound.

Mo Qinghan looked straight into Gu Xiangning.

His face was cold: "So, you don't know who the man was that night?"

Gu Xiangning quickly nodded: "After the night, things were completely blocked."

"I only know that Mo Zhen left the museum after that night."

Gu Xiangning resisted fear and looked up and looked at Mo Qinghan.

She didn't understand why this man had to ask himself one thing many years ago.

At this time, Mo Qinghan placed a box on the table.

He did not move slowly, and opened the box.

The box is full of oceans, and for Gu Xiangning, it is already invaluable.

Mo Qinghan slowly moved to the side: "I want to help me with one thing."

Gu Xiangning took his eyes back from the box and listened.

And Mo Qinghan's next words made Gu Xiang feel fearful.

"I have found the man of the year."

Mo Qinghan said faintly: "As for you..."

"I need you to tell the truth to that person."

Mo Qinghan looked indifferent and dull.

Gu Xiangning was shocked and she knew that the human rights were great.

If you are a little careless, you are likely to anger them.

If they are dissatisfied with her actions, then she will not find any benefits.

Gu Xiangning did not immediately respond, and his face was hesitant.

Seeing the appearance of Gu Xiangning, Mo Qinghan seems to have already expected.

He suddenly stood up from the seat and stepped forward to Gu Xiangning's face.

Gu Xiangning looked at Mo Qinghan and walked through the room, standing in front of her.

Gu Xiangning only felt that the chilling gas came on the scene.

Mo Qinghan looked at Gu Xiangning's eyes, just like watching a dead person.

Her knees were soft and she was in front of Mo Qinghan.

The next second, Mo Qinghan took out a gun.

The cold gunpoint is directly against Gu Xiangning's eyebrows.

Mo Qinghan's finger is placed on the trigger, and as soon as the fingertip moves a little, the bullet will be shot immediately.

Mo Qinghan looked indifferent, as if the man who threatened the gun was not him.

He spoke openly: "It seems that you are more suitable to use this method."

Gu Xiang's body is stiff and it is difficult to suppress it.

If she does not immediately respond, her life will not be left tonight.

Mo Qinghan looked at Gu Xiangning carelessly.

Gu Xiangning quickly replied: "I will do it."

Mo Qinghan put away the gun and the cold touch was immediately removed.

Gu Xiangning breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the ground.

Mo Qinghan did not look at Gu Xianging and immediately walked out of the room.

Gu Xianging did not dare to take any thoughts around her. She knew that she could not escape this robbery.

The night is deep, the cool breeze blows in the late autumn, and the coldness is difficult.

......

Nanjing.

Mo Qinghan dialed the phone of the Governor's Office.

Lu Zongqi picked up the phone and the phone was silent.

For a long while, Mo Qinghan opened his mouth and his tone was very cold: "Do you remember one thing that happened before you took office?"

Lu Zongxi frowned and did not answer.

He faintly guessed who the person on the phone was.

The voice of Mo Qinghan continued to sound: "You will come to Longxing Restaurant tomorrow."

After the talk, Mo Qinghan put down the phone.

His eyebrows are extremely cold.

Mo Qinghan knows that Lu Zongxi will definitely come.

Lu Zongxi put down the phone and he knows who the caller is.

Hey, he has to go.

In order to uncover the truth of the year, and to let Mo Qinghan know, who is his true enemy?

......

The next day, Longxing Restaurant.

The sky just fell through the rain, the air was extremely clean, and it was filled with damp and clear air.

Lu Zongxi walked to the appointed room and pushed the door open. Someone was sitting inside.

The man turned his back to him and did not turn.

The back of the man was silent, and the whole body was surrounded by a cold breath.

Lu Zongxi knows that he is Mo Qinghan.

Mo Qinghan heard the movement, and he sneered in his heart.

He looked up and looked at the past, his voice was low and dumb: "Lu Dujun."

Mo Qinghan had a hidden hate at the end of his life. At this time, he saw Lu Zongxi, and his hate burst into flames.

Lu Zongxi saw Mo Qinghan, his heart was full of emotions: "What are you looking for?"

Mo Qinghan said with a blank expression: "There is one person, I want Lu Guanjun to meet."

At this time, the door was knocked, and one came in, it was the old sister.

Xiang sister came in, lowered her head and could not look at the people in the room.

Mo Qinghan said: "You will tell the story of the year."

Sister Xiang heard this cold voice and gave her a glimpse of her heart.

She opened her mouth and said: "A few years ago, I had a clean woman here. Her name is Mo Zhen."

"One night, Mo Zhen was broken by a person..."

Sister Xiang carefully said the things of the year.

After Xiang Jie left, Mo Qinghan looked at Lu Zongtang: "I don't know if Lu Tujun can have an impression on this matter?"

He stared at Lu Zongxi.

Lu Zongxi thought for a while, then he shook his head: "I don't remember this."

"When I took office, someone did a lot of hands and feet."

"I remember that one day I was in the Warlord's Office. I was so drunk that I woke up in the afternoon. I don't know what happened last night."

Lu Zongxi’s memory of that night was completely blurred.

Mo Qing sighed coldly: "Then I will tell you what happened that night."

There was a sudden cold light in his eyes, and the light was quickly swallowed up by the darkness, and it was not in the dark.

Mo Qinghan slowly opened his mouth, with deep hatred: "That night, the person who broke the body, is you."

Word by word, the chill of the bones hit.

Lu Zongxi did not speak.

Mo Qinghan was dark and sullen: "Mo Zhen thought that you would give her an account, but after that night, you have not come."

"A few days later, your person sent something to her."

Lu Zongxi knew what Mo Qinghan was talking about and he did not speak.

Mo Qinghan took out the swearing documents and placed them in front of Lu Zongxi.

His eyes swept through the edge: "This thing, Lu Tujun must be very familiar with it."

The light shone and illuminated the instruments on the table.

The names of Mo Zhen and Lu Zongxi are clearly visible.

Lu Zongxi swept a few eyes: "I have never signed this thing, and I don't know where this thing comes from."

Mo Qinghan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and then it was the hatred of jealousy.

He should have expected that this man would not admit it.

The chill came over and it was covered with Mo Qinghan's body. He seemed to be gloomy and bleak.

Mo Qinghan angered: "I don't want to admit it until now?"

"Are you ruining Mo's life, is there any flaw in my heart?"

The sound fell heavily and the air seemed to freeze.

Mo Qinghan’s heart is colder than this cold winter.

At the moment, Lu Zongxi is still pretending to be a model.

Mo Qinghan really wants to tear down the face of Lu Zongxi’s disguise, so that he can also appreciate the pain he has experienced over the years.

Lu Zongxi was indulged and slowly said: "As a special agent, you should understand that writing is the easiest to imitate."

"What the eyes see is not necessarily true."

Lu Zongxi’s words are hidden.

Mo Qing Han was shocked.

But at this moment, hate is filled with his heart, the coolness of the layers rises, drowning all the light.

Mo Qinghan did not believe Lu Zongxi’s words. His mouth was cold and deep: "You gave her hope and let her fall into hell."

The instrument was hidden by Ye Jia, and Mo Zhen could not prove his identity. In order to make a living, he could only pick up the passenger.

Her body is getting worse and worse, and finally she is entangled in sick beds.

Mo Qinghan’s deep bottom is full of heavy darkness.

The light seemed to never reach his eyes, and he was always shrouded in darkness.

Mo Qinghan’s voice was a little lower: “After that night, she later gave birth to a son, but she died of illness.”

Mo Qinghan’s eyes crossed Lu Zongxi, and his eyes were hidden and painful.

He seemed to see the snowy winter night, and his mother gradually lost his anger.

He never experienced the warmth of family reunion, and that night he lost his only relatives.

In the past, the scene was intertwined, and Mo Qing’s heart was condensed into ice.

Mo Qinghan’s voice is cold and cold: “Mo Zhen’s life will not be recognized by you.”

His look is getting deeper: "And all I want is a truth."

My mother has been so miserable in her life, and she did not get the answer she wanted until she died.

Every time I think about it, his hatred of Lu Jia will be a bit heavier.

At this time, a person walked into the door, and he said with a deep voice: "I will tell you what is the truth."

The sound falls into the stagnant air.

The person who came in was Lu Shixian.

Lu Shixian’s line of sight, looking at Mo Qinghan.

He already knew about Mo Qinghan, and the depth of his eyes was unknown.

Lu Shixian said: "The things of the year are different from what you think."

Mo Qinghan did not answer, thinking that this is just an excuse for Lujia.

Lu Shixian continued: "That night, I met Lu Zongxi in the restaurant, but he never appeared."

"At the time I noticed something was wrong, I was searching for it all over Shanghai."

Lu Shixian looked away from the line and remembered the scene at the time.

His voice continued to sound and he was a little lower: "I found Lu Zongtang in a shack."

"At that time he was taken down with drugs and people were not saved."

Lu Shixian looked at Mo Qinghan, and the voice line became more and more heavy: "Mo Mo is by his side, she was also fed with medicine and fell into a coma."

At that time, he was extremely angry, knowing that someone had set up a bureau to frame Lu Zongtang.

Fortunately, he came in time, dealt with this matter, and blocked all the news.

Lu Zongxi did not know about the incident. He also recently mentioned this matter with Lu Zongxi.

Mo Qinghan was shocked.

What Lu Shixian said is completely different from his investigation.

Mo Qinghan clenched his fist, why is this?

Lu Shixian looked at Mo Qinghan: "This happened just before Lu Zongxi took office."

"It’s such a coincidence that you haven’t thought about what’s wrong inside?”

Lu Shixian’s meaning is obvious. This matter is a bureau from beginning to end.

Some people deliberately framed Lu Zongxi and wanted to destroy his reputation on the eve of Lu Zongxi’s appointment.

Mo Qinghan's eyes are slightly tight, and there seems to be something in his heart that flies past.

He never believed that there was any coincidence in the world.

But if this is true, it means that for many years, what he believes is all illusion, and it will collapse and be destroyed.

What he has been doing all the time is all about unnecessary insistence.

But it does not rule out, this is the Lujia in order to conceal the truth of the year, colluding with good rhetoric.

Mo Qinghan seems to have fallen into deeper and deeper darkness, where it is ridiculous and desolate, only desperate to see the end.

He just wants to give his mother a name and give her a fair date.

But when things show up, there is a deeper fog behind them.

The truth is hidden behind, and it is even more difficult to see.

Hate, doubt, anger... intertwined, his mood is extremely complicated.

Mo Qinghan gripped the fist with force and became more and more tight.

For a long while, he loosened his hand.

There is only a dark color in my heart.

There was no half-point on Mo Qing’s face, and he said coldly.

"You are both Lu family, how do I know if your words are good?"

Lu Shixian sighed: "I don't have to lie to you. If you don't believe it, I can't do anything."

Mo Qinghan stood up indifferently and went out.

Mo Qinghan’s hand was over the door and was about to open the door.

Suddenly Lu Shengxian’s voice was heard behind him: “You are also a surname, what is your relationship with Mo Zhen?”

The voice sounded clearly and fell into the ears of Mo Qing, but he felt extremely ironic.

Mo Qinghan's footsteps were stagnation.

His look is cold and boneless.

Mo Qinghan smiled.

His life has been manipulated by hatred, and he has long been in the abyss and can no longer escape.

There was a deep darkness, and there was no light.

The cold wind is silent, and the vastness of the frost is overwhelming.

Mo Qinghan did not answer, the air was silent.

He took a step and left.

Mo Qinghan took a decisive step and did not look back.

When the door is closed, the air is extremely silent.

Lu Zongtang and Lu Shixian silently said nothing.

Lu Shixian meditated. After that incident, he compensated Mo Zhen and gave her a fee. I hope she has a good home.

Who expected, and later, Dong Hongchang did not rest his mind, gave Mo Zhen a copy of the instrument.

Things have gone around and have grown to the point where they are now.

Lu Shixian's eyes are filled with deep anger.

Dong Hongchang thought about poison, designed these things, let Mo Qinghan hate Lujia, and regard Lujia as an enemy.

Mo Qinghan was blinded by hatred and made many bad things for Dong Hongchang.

Dong Hongchang made Lu's children a sharpest blade and stabbed them.

The tragedy has already caused, what has happened, will not change.

The air is extremely dull, the cold wind is invading, with an unstoppable chill.

Lu Shixian frowned.

He only hopes that Mo Qinghan will be able to see the truth after today, and not to make a mistake.

......

The night is groggy and the wind and rain are coming.

A black car drove into the deep night.

Mo Qinghan seems to be unable to see the gloomy sky above his head, suddenly speeding up the speed.

The car went in the direction of Gucheng, where it carried the pain and hope that he had carried for many years.

Everything about the talent is a scam of the Lu family.

They have harmed their mothers, and now they have to let themselves fall into the abyss.

Mo Qinghan’s eyes are extremely chilly.

He suddenly remembered his previous plans with Dong Hongchang.

Dong Hongchang wants to get Shanghai, and his mother Mo Zhen will return to his proper status.

In this revenge, Lu Ye and his family will die.

A thought flashed through the brain of Mo Qinghan.

After Mo Zhen’s death, why did Dong Hongchang appear in Gucheng?

So what is the cause of his mother's death?

In a well-planned strategy, all seemingly coincidental things are definitely not accidental.

Mo Qinghan has been a special agent for many years, and it is impossible to see even this.

Why is the swearing paper in Wan Yihui?

And Wan Yihui is a Ye family.

Mo Qinghan clenched the steering wheel and the heavy rain had slammed into the window.

He knows that Dong Hongchang and Ye Jia have hatred, and in this coincidence, he also has anger against Ye Family.

Is it not a coincidence that the mother and Wan Yihui met in the past?

Mo Qinghan realized a terrible fact.

A truth that he did not dare to imagine.

In the confrontation of Fangcai, the first time it was revealed.

Dong Hongchang is countless, but he is considering the hatred of him and Lu Ye.

In the game that Dong Hongchang used to lay for many years, he is a crucial step.

With the torrential rain, there is also the sound of whistling.

The outside of the car has been surrounded by heavy rain curtains.

Mo Qinghan's knuckles are whitish, and the back ridges rise to chill.

Dong Hongchang first designed Lu Zongtang and Mo Zhen, but did not expect this move to be broken by Lu Shixian.

He did not give up, and gave Mo Zhen a swearing instrument to let her go to Nanjing to find Lu Zongtang.

After Dong Hongchang learned that Mo Zhen was pregnant, he designed the next coincidence.

On the train to Nanjing, Wan Yihui and Mo Zhen’s suitcase were dropped.

Mo Zhen did not make a swearing instrument, and fell to Gucheng, and her child grew up in bullying.

Mo Zhen’s death is the last straw that killed the child.

When his life lost all hope, Dong Hongchang appeared.

Dong Hongchang gave him hope and let him learn to kill and guide him to guess the truth.

Over the years, he will grow up in hatred and eventually be blinded by hatred.

......

To this day, Mo Qinghan understood Dong Dongchang’s attitude towards him.

Dong Hongchang never believed in him.

Like his mother, in the eyes of Dong Hongchang, he is just a chess piece.

Dong Hongchang's goal is Shanghai.

However, Dong Hongchang had to let Lu Zongqi see that the person who destroyed his shelter was the blood of the Lu family.

Lu Jia’s blood is flowing outside.

Under the guidance of Dong Hongchang, he has become the executioner.

And this lost humanity killing machine.

Will spare no effort to clear the obstacles for Dong Hongchang.

Hatred has long been integrated into his musculoskeletal body and has become an inseparable part of his life.

The truth revealed that Mo Qinghan fell into a deeper night.

In the dark and icy rainy night, Mo Qinghan returned to Gucheng.

He got out of the car and the heavy rain was still down.

Mo Qinghan stood in front of the house.

It is ridiculously cold and uninhabited.

There, he had a long and dark childhood.

That is also the life he has been manipulated.

In order to revenge, he dyed his hands.

Just to find a fair.

And the fairness in his eyes, the hatred he relied on for his life.

All are fake.

even……

His birth was also designed by others.

Mo Qinghan stood in the rain.

The rainstorm slammed down and the night was dark and heavy.

He seemed to have seen the blood full of hope, overwhelming the world.

Those who have died under his hand.

Their fears and despairs are vivid.

What came to him was the cold chill of the bones.

But the heavy rain can't wash away, those blood that can't be seen.