Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 16

How could she, how could she flirt with other men in such a famous way.

Does she know that such behavior is disloyal to the other half!

Even if Lin Ze is him, Wen Tao is also him.

But to the outside world, Lin Ze and Wen Tao are two irrelevant people.

"Of course I know what I'm doing, Lin Ze, I like you so much." Turning the subject, Wu Yao said in a shallow voice, "Lin Ze, is my hand easy to touch?"

With lazy eyes and a charming voice, she is quite a seductive little fairy.

Wen Tao, who was in a sullen state, suddenly let go of the hand that was holding her, and the hand that was hanging under the table was slightly tightened, with residual warmth and a lingering touch.

For the first time, he knew that a woman's hands could be so soft.

Not only is it soft, but it is also delicate and smooth, the skin is really like gelatin, soft like water.

He was clearly seduced by Wu Wuyao, deep into his bones, but he pretended to be calm on his face, "If you want to say it, say it, I beg you, you have to recognize your identity."

Wen Tao's implication is that Fifth Yao's current identity is his subordinate and assistant.

There is no reason for a boss to ask his subordinates, if it is spread out, it will only be a joke.

Standing up straight, Wuyao restrained her cynical look, and became serious and serious, "That person, no accident, is Xu Qian's younger brother."

"Are you sure?" Wen Tao raised his eyelids slightly, lowered his head and continued to process the documents on the table.

Wuyao copied his pocket with one hand, and turned into a black folding fan, "Why, is there something tricky?"

After the documents on the desk were processed properly, Wen Tao got up and sorted the documents away.

Turning around to look at Wu Yao, the expression under the mask is secretive, thin lips are slightly hooked, and the voice is cold: "Xu Qian's younger brother fell ill three years ago, and has been locked up since then, and has never escaped."

Wen Tao's words didn't feel right at first, Wu Yao's voice was cold: "Where is the person locked up?"

"Mental hospital."

"I want to see him."
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Mental hospital.

Wu Wuyao looked at the young man in front of him, his skin was sickly white, his lips were as white as gray, bloodless, his eyes were dull and dull, and he looked like he was not close to strangers, with a strong xenophobia.

Looking at it like this, it seems that it has been a long time since it has been in the sun or gone out.

Pulling up a chair and sitting down, Wu Yao looked at the red mole between the young man's eyebrows, her eyes were foggy and ethereal, and she introduced herself: "My name is Nian Yao, what's your name?"

If Wen Tao hadn't revealed his identity as the chief of Bureau Four, they wouldn't have seen the boy in front of them.

The boy was sitting on the bed, wearing an ill-fitting loose hospital gown, huddled up with his arms around his legs, he ignored Wu Yao's self-introduction.

Wen Tao didn't enter the ward, but stayed outside. He seemed to dislike this place.

The ward was large and empty, with nothing but a bed and a chair.

Playing with the red bead in his hand, Wuyao looked at the boy with great interest through the mask: "Your sister Xu Qian has an accident, I need your help."

The boy finally responded, he looked at Wuyao, his lips moved, his voice was dry and hoarse: "Sister... sister?"

Passing the photo to the young man, Wu Yao said in a clear and cold voice, "She was murdered to death, and the evidence we have obtained shows that you have a record of being at the scene of the crime."

The boy's eyes fell on the photo Wuyao handed over——

In the photo, the person wearing a black suit with a white shirt inside and a slightly pale face is the boy himself.

He was in a lively and chaotic environment, his eyes were empty and indifferent.

Seeing that the boy didn't take the photo, Wu Yao turned the photo over, and the photo was engulfed by flames in an instant, turning into ashes under the horrified eyes of the boy, and scattered all over the ground.

Clapping his palms, Fifth Yao said in a clear voice, "Do you want to avenge your sister?"

(End of this chapter)