I have a poisonous snake

Chapter 315 The president is sick 45
Song Wan is dead.

He died by cutting his neck and committing suicide. By the time the doctor found out, there was no way to recover.

When the news reached Mu She's ears, he pursed his lips, his eyes darkened, and he buried his face into her neck.

"Mother is still dead."

She put her arms around his waist, and patted his back with the other hand, "Are you sad?"

He shook his head, calmly.

"It's not very sad, maybe it's because I knew there would be such a day, but it just feels a little...too sudden."

A few days ago, Song Wan was fine, and her mental state was not bad, why did she suddenly think about committing suicide?
And... where did the murder weapon come from?
After quickly filtering through all the doubts in his mind, he straightened up, took her to the small villa where her mother lived, and asked someone to turn on the monitor.

This monitor is in the style of a pinhole camera. It is installed just in case, and is rarely touched.

Since Song Wan had a mental illness, none of the doctors and nurses suspected her death, they just wondered where the murder weapon came from.

After all, there were no knives in the room at all, and even the eating bowl was a foam box to prevent her from breaking the porcelain bowl and cutting her veins with shards.

After Song Wan bumped her head and hurt herself last time, the walls of the room were all installed with soft sponge walls, which can be regarded as completely isolating all dangers.

But even under such circumstances, Song Wan still committed suicide, and she still used a knife.

Calling up the surveillance, they found that someone had visited the villa. It was a slender child who stood in the room and said a few words to Song Wan.

With a cute and cute smile on his face, he opened and closed his lips and said something, but there was no sound from the computer.

Song Wan was standing with her back to the camera, so the expression on her face could not be clearly seen, but after the child's words, she could clearly see her body trembling.

The child dropped a knife and walked away with a smile. Not long after he left, Song Wan picked up the knife and cut herself on the neck.

Bleeding.

Blood even splattered on the walls.

"Who is this kid? How did he get in here?"

Several doctors were a little surprised when they saw that small figure.

There are bodyguards guarding the door, why can this child come in?
Mu She's eyes fell on the small figure on the screen, the corners of his mouth were raised upwards, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Bai Song...

"Is it Bai Song?"

Seeing the little figure coming in, Ye Baimian was a little surprised, but felt it was reasonable.

It doesn't seem unusual for Bai Song to do anything for his mother, Bai Chuchu.

Mu She called the crematorium and started to deal with Song Wan's funeral.

Dare to attack his mother, it seems that the Song family... It's time to clean up.

At the same time, the Song Group suddenly suffered an extremely heavy loss in its career.

As if overnight, everything began to change. The company under the Song family name was targeted by others, product errors, service disputes, and tens of billions were lost in a few days.

The Song family enterprise has been standing for hundreds of years, and finally the building is about to collapse.

Song Cheng felt that he just woke up from a sleep, and the company's situation became extremely bad.

There were countless calls on the mobile phone, but he didn't hear them because the mute was turned off at night, so he dialed back one by one.

Those calls were all because of a certain product that was wrong and banned from production, and the customer had a problem with using it, and the compensation alone was a huge figure.I asked my friends in the political situation to help me clear it up, but everyone said that I couldn't do it.

Song Cheng couldn't figure it out, when did his Song family's name become so difficult to use?
　There are still a few chapters left in this plane, and the next plane is a gathering of travelers. Are you ready to watch the horror plane?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)