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1222. Chapter 1222 The Final Battle Sixty-Eight

The snow fell in patches, getting heavier and heavier, and soon the snow plows were on the road.

The number of traffic policemen directing traffic on the road has doubled.

When the car drove past the XX City Sports Plaza, Zhao Qingqing saw the poster hanging in the sports plaza and murmured: "God of Plague, something will happen wherever you go."

Mu Mu was so engrossed in his thoughts while listening to the song that he didn't hear what Zhao Qingqing said clearly. He was curious, "What?"

"Well, that's it." The car had already driven by, and Zhao Qingqing pointed back at the big poster at the entrance of the sports square, "Little fresh meat Chen Shuai is going to hold a concert at the sports square."

Mu Mu looked back and saw what was on the poster.

But when it comes to Chen Shuai, she knows.

It turns out that I came to XX city to hold a concert.

I just arrived yesterday, and today it was on the front pages of major newspapers. It seems that those reports said that he was hyping up.

Speaking of concerts, she suddenly thought of something, "By the way, I have two concert tickets in my pocket. Professor Zheng's wife gave them to me. I don't know whose concert they are for."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingqing was immediately filled with righteous indignation, "You said that if Professor Zheng really knew that Nian Xi and Ning Rui were missing, his wife would give you the concert tickets and let you go to the concert. Isn't it heartless?"

Who has the heart to go to the concert after losing their children?

Isn't this sincere and disrespectful?

Mu Mu said: "Even if Professor Zheng knows, his wife may not know."

She can tell if there is something abnormal about a person she has been in contact with before.

For example, Professor Zheng.

Zhao Qingqing nodded, "Yes, otherwise I would be so heartless and give you concert tickets."

After saying that, she asked again: "Whose concert is it?"

"I don't know." Mu Mu shook his head, "As you said, I don't have the energy to care about that now. When I met her downstairs, she forced herself on me and wasted time by pulling and pulling, so I just accepted it casually.

"

Just as he was talking, Mu Mu's cell phone rang.

The familiar ringtone was repeated over and over again. She looked around in front of her eyes and couldn't find her phone.

I remembered that my phone was in my down jacket pocket.

"Qingqing, my phone is in the pocket of my down jacket. Please help me get it."

"Okay." Zhao Qingqing reached out sideways and hooked Mu Mu's down jacket on the back seat. She took out her mobile phone and looked at the caller ID first.

"It's Xia Youchuan."

She immediately handed it to Mu Mu.

Mu Mu said: "There are many traffic police on the road, please help me pick them up."

Zhao Qingqing said "Oh", took back his hand and answered the phone.

"Sister-in-law, we have found Zhao Zixia's husband. When we found him, he was almost alive..."

Xue Hu answered the phone and reported his work. Zhao Qingqing interrupted him, "It's me."

Hearing Zhao Qingqing's voice, Xuehu couldn't help but be excited in his surprised tone, "Qingqing?"

"Well." Zhao Qingqing put the phone on speakerphone and faced Mu Mu, "Mu Mu is driving. If you have anything to say, tell her."

Xue Hu repeated what he just said.

"We are currently undergoing treatment, which is very difficult."

Mu Mu closed his eyes and thought for a second, then asked: "Where is Zhao Zixia?"

Xue Hu replied: "She refused to say anything."

Mu Mu frowned, "We found her husband and she still refuses to say anything?"

Xuehu said "Yeah", "Knowing that we found her husband, she still had the same attitude. She didn't show any happiness or joy, and she was in a state of despair."

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