Mu Mian didn't expect a dead person to stand up and answer his question. He shook his head and laughed, and said mockingly, "No matter how violent you are, no matter how good you are, you will still turn into a handful of ashes if you die. I'll lock you in this box and you won't be able to get out?"
Mu Congjun in the photo actually looks very simple and honest. He is a good and honest person at first glance. But people should not be judged by their appearance, and the devil may also wear the skin of an honest person.
It is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and sons born to mice can make holes. What Mu Mian feared most in his life was becoming a violent and cruel alcoholic like his father.
Mu Mian stared at the photo for a while, let out a long breath, and said: "I am different from you, I love my wife and my children, I am different from you, I am not a pig dog Not as good as a beast."
"Let's go, I'll see you again next year."
Mu Mian walked out of the rest hall, seeing the rising sun, he narrowed his eyes.
He got in the car and drove to the company by himself. At this time, an unremarkable woman in a gray coat came out from behind the flowers. She took out her mobile phone and made a call to her employer.
"Miss Su, Mu Mian went to the Dormition Hall early this morning to pay homage to his deceased father."
When Su Beibei received the call, she had just fallen asleep for less than three hours. Last night, she had a sudden inspiration and stayed up late to create. She couldn't stop typing with the computer on, and she didn't fall asleep until five o'clock in the morning.
She pressed Chu Chu's throbbing temples before saying, "Okay, I see." After hanging up the phone, Su Beibei sat on the bedside thinking wildly, her mind a little confused.
She washed her face and toasted herself a sandwich. Just after taking a bite of the sandwich, I received a video from Li Li.
"Beibei." Li Li was driving, he glanced at Su Beibei in the camera, and then focused on the front of the car again.
Su Beibei reminded Li Li: "Just drive, don't look at me." Her cold voice flowed into a clear spring, flowing into Li Li's heart, dispelling the fatigue that had not woken up.
Li Li bent his lips and smiled, and asked her: "Are you free tonight? I want to see you. I invite you to dinner. Do you know Shenxiang Western Restaurant? Let's go there to eat."
"It's so expensive there." Su Beibei went there once, the price/performance ratio is too low, but the taste is quite good. "Go to another place, there is no need to go to such a high-end place."
Li Li said, "Today is my birthday."
Su Beibei put down the sandwich in her hand, stared at Li Li, and asked him, "29 or 30?"
Li Li rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "29 years old."
"Old man."
Li Xin was shot in the mouth and smiled a bit sadly. "Please show mercy to Shou Xing."
Su Beibei stopped teasing him, she asked Li Li: "What gift do you want?"
Li Li sneaked a glance at her, staring at her eating lips, thinking a little bit. But when he was driving, he didn't dare to desert, and quickly looked away.
"I want a kiss." Li Li said.
Su Beibei laughed and said, "I'll give you double kisses."
"Really?" Li Li looked forward to it.
"I'm not lying to you." Su Beibei picked up the sandwich and bit into it. She said, "I'm free at night. I'll go to your company to find you."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Su Beibei felt troubled. Although she is a writer with unconstrained thinking, Su Beibei is not good at dating.
She is not a romance novelist, but a suspense novelist! She knew how to dissect a corpse so that there were no traces, but she didn't know what gift to give to win her boyfriend's heart.
Su Beibei thought of the social skills of the first lady Song Ci, so she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and WeChat Song Ci. Su Beibei: [Miss Song, what gift is more suitable for your boyfriend's birthday?]
It was late at night in Austria at the moment, Song Ci was already asleep, her phone was turned to silent, and she didn't see Su Beibei's message at all.
Seeing that Song Ci didn't reply to the message, Su Beibei realized that there was a seven-hour time difference between China and Austria, and Song Ci must be sleeping. With a curl of her lips, Su Beibei decided to go to the mall by herself.
Su Beibei opened the closet and saw that it was full of dark-style dresses, and fell silent. It seems unreliable to wear a dark suit on a date.
Let's go buy some nice clothes.
In the morning, Su Beibei bought clothes and gifts for Li Li, then went home to sleep. In the afternoon, she drove alone to the funeral home that the private detective said.
There are many rest halls in Wangdong City, but this one is the most luxurious one in front of you. The hall is resplendent and resplendent. If she didn't know that this is the rest hall, Su Beibei would have thought she had come to a big hotel.
She found Mu Congjun's urn.
Standing in front of Mu Congjun's urn, Su Beibei lost her mind for a while. She has been asking people to follow and investigate Mu Mian recently, but Mu Mian's hands and feet are very clean, without leaving any traces, and it is not easy to catch him.
But Su Beibei thinks that Song Ci's deduction about Mu Mian is correct. Mu Mian's journey from nothing to billions of dollars is not easy. A person with his personality would not easily destroy those important evidences. He even enjoys the thrill of playing hide and seek with the police and being secretly complacent.
Where can he hide the evidence
Su Beibei couldn't figure out why.
She checked Mu Mian's family background and learned that Mu Mian was not a native of the area, but a native of Haicheng in the south. His mother hanged herself in his third year of junior high school. Although his father Mu Congjun was a small leader of a state-owned enterprise, he looked honest and honest, but he was an alcoholic.
According to the survey, Mu Congjun's image in the company is very positive. He is honest, sincere and dedicated to his work. But the neighbors around him had mixed reviews of him.
Mu Congjun would occasionally beat his wife when he was drunk, and after beating, he would knelt down and hugged his wife's waist to apologize, crying with snot and tears.
His wife loves and hates him.
After his wife hanged himself and died, Mu Congjun did not remarry. He became both a father and a mother, raising Mu Mian. It stands to reason that the relationship between their father and son should be good, but after Mu Mian came to Dongcheng to study at university, he never went back to his hometown in Haicheng and visited his father once in four years.
It can be seen that there is a gap between their father and son.
After Mu Congjun's death, Mu Mian rushed back from Wangdong City to Haicheng, cremated Mu Congjun's body, and brought it back to this resting hall. From now on, Mu Mian will come to visit Mu Congjun every year on the anniversary of his death. Usually during the holidays, but never come back.
Su Beibei felt a little strange. Since Mu Mian hated his father, there was no need to come to worship him every year on his death day. This was not like Mu Mian's style.
The golden urn in front of her was made into countless small squares. Su Beibei opened the door of the small square and saw a delicate urn and a bottle of Erguotou inside.
Su Beibei stared at that Erguotou, feeling a little strange in her heart. Mu Mian's father was drunk and fell into the river and drowned. After his father died, Mu Mian even gave his father Erguotou every year. what does he mean
After making sure that there was no problem in the Dormition Hall, Su Beibei left.
(end of this chapter)