1659. Chapter 1659 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is unhappy [118]
"Happy, I knew you weren't sleeping!"
As soon as Bo Jinghan opened his mouth, she was silenced on the other end of the phone.
After waiting for a long time, no one said a word over there. Bo Jinghan knew that this English name offended her again, so he quickly changed the title: "Mo, I have something to ask you."
"Call me happy again, and I'll make you happy!"
Mo Huan dropped the threat lightly, changed his hand and continued to hold the phone, looked up at the computer screen in front of him, studied the photos of the scene above, and said casually: "Tell me, what's going on?"
There was a faint sound of clicking the mouse and typing the keyboard from the receiver.
Bo Jinghan knew that she was still busy, so he spoke without hesitation, not wanting to waste her time any more.
"Do you still remember Sheng Qing's case? I want to know... is it possible... is it possible... that Sheng Qing is still alive?"
snap——
On the other side, Mo Huan accidentally knocked over the coffee cup on the table.
She frowned and looked at the stained dark brown mark on the mouse pad at hand, exhaled, took out a few paper towels, and piled them on the small puddle of coffee stains, sucking in the stain.
She replied slowly: "What happened? Cynthia, why do you ask? You know his life and death better than anyone else, don't you?"
"Mo, don't ask so many questions, answer me first."
After a pause for a few seconds, Mo Huan's indifferent voice came again.
Showing rare determination: "He is dead, so dead that there is no way he can come back to life!"
I don't know why, after hearing this answer, Bo Jinghan didn't feel relaxed at all, and even felt more suspended than before.
And the other end seemed to be tied to a huge boulder, falling on her heart, swaying and dragging, as if if she relaxed just a little bit, she would be dragged into the bottomless abyss by the heavy boulder, and she would never be able to float again.
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"No...any possibility?"
Bo Jinghan asked this question, and even he felt guilty.
The voice on the other end insisted: "There is no possibility."
"Thank you, I understand."
Sighing, Bo Jinghan thanked him and wanted to hang up.
But at this time, the voice on the other end stopped her——
"Oh, don't hang up."
A cold voice, methodical.
Even though his tone is a little rushed, his voice is still clear and smooth.
Just like the logic she insists on, her unique regularity is revealed everywhere: "Cynthia, let me ask you, why did you ask me that? Did you see a ghost, or did you see Sheng Qing?"
"I... really want to see a ghost."
Bo Jinghan answered with a wry smile, but felt in his heart that there should be no difference between him and seeing a ghost now, right?
Mo Huan on the other side paused.
Then he lowered his voice: "It seems that you have also received the news... Cynthia, I was involved in Sheng Qing's case. His DNA test report is the best proof. I have read it, and there is no doubt.
Every step has been signed by professionals, which complies with the rules of investigation by the authorities. There is no doubt. You have to believe this. In addition, you are also the best witness to his life and death. You witnessed it with your own eyes.
His cold body lay in a pool of blood."
Bo Jinghan knew that Mo Huan didn't mean to scare her.
She just wanted to explain the truth of a matter, and other than that, she had no other distracting thoughts.
But she didn't know that her description reminded Bo Jinghan of some bad bloody scenes.
