Chapter 2729
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Zhuge Qing's face turned cold and she walked out of the door.
Zhuge Yan's gaze fell on Zhuge Qing's back view and he frowned.
Did Little Uncle not want him to be with Weiyi?
Why?
Wasn't Little Uncle always working for Uncle Mo?
He remembered that Uncle Mo's eyes were always bright when he talked about him. Why did he not seem to like him being with Mo Weiyi? Chapter 33 – Starter
When he heard the door close, he came back to his senses. He took his phone and sent a WeChat message to Mo Weiyi. "Are you asleep?"
Mo Weiyi replied, "I'm waiting for your good news."
Zhuge Yan replied, "Go to sleep first. It's not good for girls to stay up late."
"Have you found Xiao Zou?"
"Yeah, I've been looking for him. It looks more complicated than I thought."
Now that a fake Little Zou had appeared, it was hard to tell if the real Little Zou was being controlled by someone or had already been killed.
About half an hour later, all twelve of them reported their results to him.
It seemed that they had agreed to report together so that they would not be punished.
In an instant, his Weibo was bombarded with messages.
He frowned and looked at each of them.
All the patients had been checked and there was no trace of Xiao Zou.
They asked for instructions. "Young Master, what should we do next?"
Zhuge Yan replied, "Hide quietly and have your men wait for orders."
Even if they did not go now, it did not mean that they would not appear after they left. There was no news for the time being, so he could only try.
After sending the message, he looked at Mo Weiyi's message. "I'm going to bed too. Goodnight."
Mo Weiyi replied, "Where are you sleeping?"
Zhuge Yan replied, "Your office."
Mo Weiyi replied, "Goodnight."
The news of the explosion at her office had been suppressed. No one knew about it yet.
Because it was late at night, there were not many people who saw it and they had already calmed down.
Zhuge Yan waited for a long time but she did not reply. He knew that she must be asleep and looked out of the window.
Little Uncle's attitude made him a little worried.
By right, shouldn't Little Uncle be supportive of him being together with Mo Weiyi?
Just as he was deep in thought, his phone rang.
When he saw that it was gold, he picked it up.
He frowned when he heard that Xiao Zou's body had been found at Xu Jiaojiao's place.
How could this be?
Xu Jiaojiao hid it too well. Did he see wrongly?
He asked softly, "Where's Xu Jiaojiao?"
"Xu Jiaojiao will stay with me."
Zi Shi glanced at Xu Jiaojiao. He was a little afraid of her. She was too difficult to deal with.
Zhuge Yan frowned.
If it was Xu Jiaojiao, what was her motive?
If it wasn't, then what was the purpose of the people behind it?
He wanted to raise his hand to press on his temples, but because of the impact of the explosion, his skin was damaged to a certain extent, and it was a little painful.
At Zi Shi, he glanced at Xu Jiaojiao. He wanted to ask if the Young Master's injuries were serious, but in the end, he didn't.
An hour ago, they received a message from the Young Master that they had discovered a clone that looked exactly like Xiao Zou.
The situation had become even more serious and complicated than before.
There were probably a lot of things that had to do with the President's Residence.
Zhuge Yan replied, "Okay, be careful."
After hanging up, he called Mochen. Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Mochen said, "My people will be there soon to meet up with your people. Let me know."
Zhuge Yan replied, "Okay."
Xiao Zou's body had been discovered and an autopsy had to be done. As this was a serious matter, it couldn't be done in a normal hospital.
As for whether it was really Xiao Zou, they still had to confirm it.
Would Little Uncle do it personally?
He was destined to not be able to rest that night. Anyway, his skin was slightly damaged and it wasn't comfortable to lie on the bed.
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