515: C515 The Trajectory of the Bullet

C515 The Trajectory of the Bullet

On the thirty-ninth floor of LY Plaza.

"These, and those, move them out..." Ling Yao had just come out of his bedroom when he saw people moving things out one after another. Laecia commanded from the side.

Ling Yao was puzzled. "Laecia, what are you doing?"

Seeing him, Laecia smiled like a flower and went up to him. "These furniture have been here for a few years. The style is already outdated. I have removed them. The new pieces of furniture are the work of an Italian master teacher, and they have just been transported back by air. See if you like them later. "

Ling Yao:... ""

At this moment, a worker carrying a cardboard box passed by. When he dodged sideways, he tripped and fell to the ground. The things inside were scattered all over the floor.

Suddenly, Hai Xiaomin's photo was reflected in Ling Yao's eyes.

... "Why are you so clumsy?" Laecia also saw the picture and her heart jumped. She pretended not to see her scolding the workers.

The worker got up and apologized guiltily.

"Hurry up and put the things away!" These idiots who didn't see it!

"Yes, yes..." The worker hurriedly squatted down to pick up the items.

Ling Yao bent down before him and picked up the photo frame from a pile of junk. Only then did he see clearly that it was not Hai Xiaomin's single photo, but a photo of him and her.

In the photo, Hai Xiaomin's smile was bright and beautiful, and on his face, he felt a strange pampering.

Ling Yao looked at the photo and lost his mind.

It was not his first time seeing a photo with Hai Xiaomin. It was just that when he woke up four years ago, he had deleted all the photos. On the thirty-ninth floor of H City, as his and Hai Xiaomin's newly married love home, he had also sent them into the Cold Palace and no longer stepped into it. The things inside had also remained the same all these years.

"All of you stop!" Ling Yao yelled. All the workers who were moving things were stunned.

He had seen Hai Xiaomin's photo a long time ago. At that time, Laecia already had a bad premonition in her heart. At this time, her heart was even more perturbed.

Could it be that he still wanted to keep these items with Hai Xiaomin's traces?!

How could it be? Laecia silently clenched her five fingers.

Ling Yao held the album. "Put everything back in the original position. Don't make any mistakes!"

Laecia's fingers loosened when she heard him. She did not want to give up and wanted to continue persuading him. "Qiao, it's time to change these things. You can take a look at the new furniture I chose. You will definitely be satisfied..."

"Laecia!" Ling Yao interrupted her and slowly said, "Don't forget. This is my place. You are still not my wife. If you don't like my place, you can move out!"

"Qiao..." Laecia could not take it anymore and covered her face and left.

The workers looked at each other.

"What is it? Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Ling Yao rubbed his temples, put down his hand, and swept his brows. His gaze was like a substantial pressure, and it caused everyone present to feel a chill on their backs. They hurriedly started moving.

Half a day later, Ling Yao stood in the bedroom and had lived here for half a month. For the first time in his life, he looked through the cabinets in the bedroom, and he searched every single trace of the life he and that woman had once lived. It allowed him to find some unexpected things.

"Boss!" A bodyguard's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Ling Yao retracted his gaze from the safe and locked it again.

The bodyguard came to report on the progress of the shooting.

"What did you say?" Hearing something, Ling Yao's face suddenly changed. He grabbed the bodyguard's collar and said, "The shooting point is in front of Qiao Tianqi?"

The bodyguard did not know why his boss was so excited and could only nod his head blindly.2

In front of him on the left... Ling Yao simulated the bullet trajectory in his mind. His handsome face was like the prelude of a storm. It was so gloomy that it was scary. "What are you guys doing? This kind of thing has to be delayed until now to have a result?"

The bodyguard wanted to cry: "Boss, because you canceled the investigation on that day, so we waited until the police in the country came out with a result before we got the news..."

Ling Yao: "!"

Yes, he originally sent people to the scene to investigate, but they parted on bad terms with Hai Xiaomin. In a fit of anger, he withdrew his men. He only asked his subordinates to keep an eye on the police's progress, but he did not expect it to develop like this!

He threw away the bodyguard and strode out. "Prepare the car!"

When Ling Yao rushed into the Hai family villa with killing intent, he scared the people inside.

Hai's father Hai Xiaomin's mother looked at her son-in-law, who she was so proud of, and did not know how to react. Elvis, on the other hand, did not care about strangers at all. He slid down from the sofa and ran to Ling Yao. "Weirdo, why are you here?"

Last time at the wedding, Ling Yao protected them. Elvis did not even have the time to tell him. In the end, he did not hesitate to give him to his grandfather and grandmother. He thought they would meet again soon, but Ling Yao did not come to him for a few days, which made Elvis feel depressed.

He had a lot of things he wanted to say to his uncle!

Seeing the cute Elvis, Ling Yao's eyes softened a little. He squatted down on one knee and pinched Elvis's chubby face. "I came to your mommy. Where is she?"

No one knew how much Ling Yao wanted to tell Elvis that he was his daddy, but he knew that this was not the best time. He could only suppress the impulse in his heart.

"Mommy isn't home." Elvis told him the truth.

Ling Yao narrowed his eyes. "Where is she?"

Elvis said, "She..."

He turned to Elvis and said, "Elvis!" A female voice suddenly stopped Elvis.

Tang Xuening, who was in the Hai family today, pulled Elvis away from her. Facing Ling Yao's probing gaze, she showed her arrogance and dissatisfaction to the fullest.

To say what exactly happened between Hai Xiaomin and Ling Yao, even though Tang Xuening did not know the entire process, she also knew about seventy to eighty percent of the crimes Hai Xiaomin had suffered. She had also seen it with her own eyes. Back then, in order to give birth to Elvis, Hai Xiaomin had almost used up one of her own life, so she didn't care whether Elvis was Ling Yao's biological son or not. It would not be so easy for him to get the child back!

Ling Yao did not want to waste time here. "Miss Tang, I am looking for Hai Xiaomin. It is a matter that concerns her life and safety..."

...

In the hospital, Hai Xiaomin kept the bowl of soup that Hai Lanyin had drunk and intended to take it away.

These few days, it was Hai Xiaomin's mother and her who took turns to take care of Hai Lanyin.

When she opened the door, the person outside coincidentally raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.

Standing outside the door were two middle-aged police officers in uniform. They smiled politely and extended their hands towards Hai Xiaomin, "Hello, I am Officer Liao from the Public Security Department. This is Officer Pu."

"Hello, officers." Hai Xiaomin shook hands with the other party. She had seen them before. They were the police officers in charge of this murder case.

Officer Liao looked inside. "Is Miss Hai Lanyin's situation alright now? Is it convenient to record the confession? "

As the wife of the deceased and the person who was closest to the deceased at the time of the crime, Hai Lanyin's confession was very important. However, because her husband had just passed away and she was pregnant, Hai Lanyin's mood was very bad and her confession was delayed until today.

Just as Hai Xiaomin was in a dilemma, she heard a soft and weak female voice from behind, "Xiaomin, let the two police officers come in."

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