When Xiao Nian turned his face and looked at him, a pair of red eyes, no tears, but no sorrow, sadness caused a pain in his chest.

"Well, look at it and think about it but not red eyes."

Gong Ou gnashed his teeth and compromised with her.

Her eyes are so red that he is distressed and dead.

""

When Xiao Nian saw his deputy, he couldn’t say anything. He only asked, "Where did the police find out, did the surveillance video of the ticket gate see?"

"They are messing up now, what are they in a hurry." Gongou admitted that he did not try his best to inquire about the news.

He didn't know what reason he was looking for to go all out to listen to the news.

""

When Xiao Nian bit his lip, he did not urge him.

In fact, she was still afraid of accepting this result. If she had nothing to do with her, she knew that it would have nothing to do with it later, if she would rather never know.

"You drink or drink my water"

Miyag Ou, her, is very unhappy.

When Xiao Nian had to pick up the cup and take a sip, a bodyguard rushed in. "Mr. Gong, the investigation team has made a result, and has already investigated the list of three unboarded passengers."

"Really"

When Xiao Nian asked nervously, he immediately put down the water cup and went outside.

In the eyes of Gong Ou, there was a sigh in the eyes, kicking to the sofa next to him, and then went out behind the little thoughts, a handsome face stinks.

When Xiao Nian was concerned about the whereabouts of Mu Qianchu, she did not expect to enter the office hall of the police special group. She met a half-baked person.

There was strong air-conditioning in the office hall, and the police station was standing or standing on the side of the long conference table, and the people of Mujia were sitting on the side.

Mr. Mu’s hand was sitting on the sofa with a black cane on his hand, a face squatting, a middle-aged woman dressed in rich and gorgeous sitting next to him and secretly wiping tears.

Another woman in her 30s sat beside them, dressed in a red dress, glamorous, staring at her fingernails, and her face was not sad.

These are the fathers, mothers, and sisters of Mu Qianchu.

Before I changed it, when I was going to go to the small thoughts, I would ask a good one, but after the incident of dirty water, she couldn’t care. She was only worried about Muqianchu.

When Xiaonian walked in, Mu Qianchu’s sister recognized her first and stood up and looked at her angrily. “It’s your little monk, you.”

Before I finished, Miyao came in from behind the door, standing beside Xiao Nian, the slender hand plunged her into her arms and glanced at the woman.

""

Palace Europe.

The acquisition of Mouto of the Mow Group, the 100-year-old foundation of the company, was completely ruined by the man from the beginning of the Qing Dynasty.

Not selling will not work.

Do not sell, Gong Ou made it clear that they must use their own power and fight them to the end.

The glamorous sister didn’t say anything anymore, swallowed this breath, and stepped back two steps back to the sofa.

As long as there is a palace in Europe, it is definitely a ace of death.

Mr. Mu, Mrs. and Mrs. looked at the time and looked at the time. There were no good-looking faces on both faces, as if they were watching the water.

When Xiao Nian turned his head and didn't look at them, he only looked at Gong Ou. "Isn't that a result?"

"The results of it"

The policeman in the court of Ou Chao looked at it, and his face did not look good.

"It’s coming over, because the airport is not messing up now, but I have to look for information again when I ask questions. I am still looking for a video." A policeman immediately responded with respect and respect, and suddenly the voice was happy. "Come."

The fax machine on the conference table is slowly spitting out the paper.

A group of people walked all the way in an instant and went around.

When Xiao Nian stared at the piece of paper tightly, the hand in front of him couldn't help but squat together, nervously even breathing.

The hand on her shoulder is hard.

Gong Ou does not look at paper, only stares at her.

She leaned against Miyao's side, her teeth biting her lip, and she saw several rows of words appearing on the paper. There were three names, all of which were pinyin.

But when Xiao Nian only glanced at it, he knew that there was no Muqian in the inside.

Her heart suddenly sinks and her face pale.

"How are you, do you have our son?" Mrs. Mu asked excitedly, her eyes blushing.

The police took the paper and shook his head regretfully. "No, this is a list of passengers who have been confirmed not on the plane. The three passengers have been connected, and there is no Mr. Mu Qianchu."

""

When Xiao Nian was listening, the hands that were twisted together in front of him fell down weakly.

"what"

Mrs. Mu was stunned. "This is impossible, the impossible policeman, just confirmed these three, and there should be no confirmation."

Her son will not die.

"There is still a line of words here." The police put the fax paper up and showed it to everyone. "Here, I have already investigated the surveillance video. Mr. Mu Qianchu Mu passed the ticket gate. If you want, I will let the airport pass. The video came over."

Mrs. Mu’s whole person shook.

"Is it going through the ticket gate but not boarding?"

When Xiao Nian asked eagerly, looking for everything might be alive.

"It is not ruled out that there is such a very small possibility, but Mr. Mu has not contacted his family until now. I think everyone should be mentally prepared." The police said regretfully.

If you are not in danger, why not contact your family.

"Psychological preparation, psychological preparation, no, my son will not" Mrs. Mu said anxiously, breathing more than a hurry, people fainted in the past.

Mu Qianchu’s sister quickly helped her mother, and the bodyguards of Mujia also immediately stepped forward and sat down on the sofa next to Mrs. Mu.

Mujia is in chaos.

Mr. Mu old repeatedly knocked on the ground with a cane, and he was so sad that he turned to whisper, "You, you"

He can't be jealous, he must sell the face of Miyako.

When Xiao Nian stood there, his eyes were drooping, he looked at the ground dumbly, his face was pale, his body was weak, and his strength seemed to be suddenly exhausted.

If it wasn't for Miyake, she would have fallen.

Psychological preparation.

Psychological preparation, no, will not die in the first thousand, he will not die.

"boom"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded at the door.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that the flute was still wearing a heavy costume. The face of a heavy makeup was dull and unbelievable, and the phone fell to the ground.

I don't know how long she listened to it.

The next second, when the flute rushed in to catch the police, a pair of eyes with tears, excitedly asked, "How can I die in the beginning of the thousand? He must not be on that flight, you check it again, you check it again."

In the end, the whistle was almost pleading with the police.

The police station looked at her with helplessness. "Sorry, I can't do anything about it now. The search and rescue team is still searching for help. Please wait for the news."

"Time flute, don't do this." The agent chased in from the outside and pulled the flute that was out of control. "You don't, I knew I wouldn't tell you so soon."

When the flute pushed the broker away, he still took the police sleeve. "No, the first time will not die. He must have not boarded the plane. You are going to find it. You will send someone to find it soon."

"Snapped"

A loud slap in the air screamed and interrupted the sound of the flute.

When Xiao Nian was immersed in his own sadness, he suddenly heard this sound and raised his face. He saw the flute wearing an ancient costume standing there, his face squinting, and he looked at Mr. Mu, who was incredulously beside him. "father"

"Don't call my father"

Mr. Mu Laos violently knocked on the ground with a cane, looked at the whistle with a hateful look, and looked at the time and thoughts. "I shouldn’t have put the first thousand in your home, you are not a fuel-efficient lamp. You killed a thousand early"

In the case of Gong Ou, Mr. Mu can't make a small mistake.

But he can move the flute.

The flute squinted and slowly slid down, tears continually falling down, crying and makeup, and only muttered in his mouth, "I will not die in the first thousand years, and I will not die in the first place."

"Mr. Mr. Mu, I see that you are too old to die with your son, but please remember that when you are not acquainted with any of you, you can blame." Opening coldly, the voice suppressed a touch of anger.

When he changed his usual time, he had already had an attack.

He endured it today.

""

Just dead son.

The words of Gong Ou not only let Mr. Mu’s glimpse, but also the body of Xiao Nian could not help but tremble.

How can she accept that Muqian died?

"Is it difficult for you to make an accident?"

When the flute suddenly stood up and bowed to the palace, he looked at him with gaze.

Everything is seen in the palace, especially the family.

When Xiao Nian was subconsciously blocking in front of Miyao, watching the flute, his voice was a little dumb. "Time flute, don't talk nonsense."

Miyamoto did not do this. He hated the idea of ​​killing when he first hated the beginning of the age.

This point she now believes in Miyako.

"Don't care about her, let's go"

Gong Ou cold eyes looked at the flute, and there was a burst of anger in his chest. When he saw it, his thoughts were in front of him, and the fire in his chest was pressed down.

This woman believes in him.

Already not sleeping all night, Gong Ou did not want to be entangled with this group of people, so he glanced at the flute in a gloomy manner, and left when he was stunned.

When the flute stood there, he was caught by his gloomy eyes.

When Xiao Nian didn't resist, let him go out, and the sharp voice of the flute suddenly sounded behind her. "When I miss you, I asked Allen if you were killed. If it weren't for you, openly love, I don’t want to leave this place at the beginning."

""

Hearing words, when Xiao Nian was stunned, standing rigidly in the same place, a pair of scorpions were shocked and the body was even less energetic.