Chapter 2053 Mou Xianmin’s reminder

In a residential building in a civilian area of ​​Seoul, several big men in black easily opened the door and poured in.

The messy room was filled with a pungent smell. Without changing their expressions, these big men put on gloves, shoe covers and headgear, and began to search the house in an orderly manner. They were professional and cautious, turning over all the things they had found.

They were placed back far away, as if they had not been moved.

After a detailed search, they finally found something in a cabinet. Several big men in black looked at the lighters and business cards in front of them, their eyes lit up, and they quickly evacuated.

There is a game arcade in a remote corner of Seoul. This kind of game arcade has some illegal activities. It is a low-level casino that secretly organizes some gambling and is a mixed bag of good and bad.

Several big men in black glanced at the lighters in their hands, which had this game arcade printed on them, and several people walked into it.

"Have you seen this Renren?"

"I think I've seen it a few times, but I'm not familiar with it!"

The boss frowned and thought for a while. He had a sharp eye and realized that these people were not easy to mess with. He did not dare to deceive them and tried his best to recall the relevant memories.

"However, he is quite familiar with that person, you can ask him!"

The boss pointed at a middle-aged man walking towards him, his eyes lit up, and he said in surprise.

"Who is the person who ordered you? Tell me!"

"A fake copy!"

Chen Daojun has the confidence to say this. He has experienced many lives, has learned a lot, is knowledgeable, and is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is not comparable to a dabbler like Li Yulan, so naturally he looks down on Li Yulan's painting skills.

A heavy punch hit the middle-aged man's face, as if he had knocked over a soy sauce bottle. His face was covered with blood, and the middle-aged man fell directly to the ground, his head dazed.

In a messy office, several men were hurriedly packing things, anxious and uneasy.

Chen Daojun looked at the flower and bird paintings placed on the sofa, frowned slightly, and murmured to himself with a bit of disdain.

Miracle Group Headquarters, President's Office.

There was a loud noise, and the office door was kicked open by someone from outside. Several big men from Miracle Group's security team walked in, their faces expressionless and very indifferent.

"Yes, President!"

"Do we still need to continue investigating?"

"But it's no longer in my gallery!"

Chen Daojun sat on the sofa, looked at Mou Xianmin with burning eyes, and asked softly.

Mou Xianmin sat opposite Chen Daojun, stirring the coffee with the spoon in his hand, glanced at Chen Daojun, and said seriously.

Gallery, in the office.

"The scene of the car accident has a U.S. crude oil surveillance camera, and most intersections in South Korea will have surveillance cameras!"

"Act quickly. Before I contact you, everyone is on leave and don't return to Seoul!"

Several people turned around and left the rooftop, coming and going in a hurry, leaving only this middle-aged man standing on the rooftop, looking down at the pedestrians on the road.

"Bang!"

Mou Xianmin hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, and explained nervously.

"That painting of flowers and birds came from you. Tell me, who owns this painting?"

These big men in black are all members of the security team of Miracle Group. Each one of them is a former special forces soldier with extraordinary skills and thoughtful thinking.

"So the mastermind of this car accident is you!"

"I also need money. Isn't it normal for people who gamble in casinos to be in debt?"

On the rooftop, several members of the security team looked at the man in front of them, handed over the photos in their hands, and asked.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand!"

"Thank you for your hard work, take a good rest, you don't need to do the rest!"

Mou Xianmin told Chen Xingjun easily without any hesitation, as if the other person was just a stranger, not her husband.

"You know him very well. He owes a lot of debt and needs money. Do you know that?"

"We have found out the origin of this flower and bird painting. It comes from a gallery, and the owner of this gallery, Ms. Mou Xianmin!"

"Quickly, pack up everything and seal this office from today!"

"We are just gambling friends. There will not be any money exchanges between people we know in the casino, so I don't know his situation!"

"You planned the car accident on Incheon's outer ring road right here!"

Although her voice was calm, Mou Xianmin did not dare to be careless. There was a bit of nervousness on her face. She did not expect that Chen Daojun was actually murdered, and she was also involved. If she answered a little carelessly, she and her natal family would suffer violent attacks from Chen Daojun.

Revenge is something they cannot bear.

The middle-aged man looked at his companion who was packing things, quickly opened the cupboard, and took out the art painting, carefully and cherishing it.

"Thank you very much for your help. Let's take our leave now!"

The big man in black frowned slightly, bowed politely, took back the photo, and said goodbye.

"This painting is indeed in the gallery's collection, but Chen Xingjun took it away before. He didn't tell me who he gave it to?"

Chen Daojun waved his hand, stood up, patted their shoulders, and said lightly.

"And you are the one responsible for managing the Incheon Outer Ring Road area, and you happen to know the truck driver. How could there be such a coincidence in the world!"

Under the horrified gaze of the middle-aged man, he walked over, took the painting away from his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and asked very seriously.

"I have been painting all my life, but my skills are still not good. I really have no talent at all!"

Chen Daojun's face turned cold, the cold light was scorching, and his powerful majesty made Mou Xianmin's breath suffocate.

The big man from the security team, without any nonsense, stepped on the middle-aged man's head and turned it several times, causing the middle-aged man to scream in pain and regain consciousness.

The man took the photo, looked down at it casually, and said nonchalantly.

"The messenger used coin lockers to contact these people, and he was rewarded with a precious painting of flowers and birds. He never showed up!"

The middle-aged man naturally didn't dare to admit it, so he still pretended to be confused and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Are you testing my patience?"

Several people bowed and left the president's office.

"Bang!"

"This original painting of flowers and birds was indeed collected by my gallery before!"

Chen Daojun sat on the sofa, listening to the report of the security team in front of him, nodding from time to time.

Chen Daojun nodded. Since he had obtained the clue, he didn't want to stay any longer, so he stood up and left.

Mou Xianmin's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and she hurriedly stood up, looked at Chen Daojun's back, sighed, and reminded.

"Chen Xingjun is too cowardly and shouldn't dare to plot against you!"

"I think there is one person who is very suspicious, and this person is grandma!"
Chapter completed!