little ancestors in modern times

It was the first time serving someone to dry their hair, and Mr. Mo was a little unskilled in his business.

"Hiss? Hot", the little ancestor twisted his face, expressing that it was really hot, and Momo hurt him just now, but the child didn't say anything, as if he had eaten honey in his heart, he felt that the whole day The ink ink is good!

Hearing the little guy said it was hot, Mo Jingyan turned the air vent to the back of his hand and tried it. Just now he tried it with the palm of his hand, forgetting that the palm of a person has thicker skin and is more resistant to heat.

It's a little hot!

After lowering it by one gear, the air outlet is slightly moved away when blowing.

The black and smooth hair lingers and falls in the palm of his hand, and the sound of the hair dryer is loud, but Mo Jingyan's heart is extremely peaceful at this moment.

When Yan Jiabao came over, he saw such a warm scene, and he had a sense of seeing the peaceful years.

Why do you feel that Boss Mo is more like the little ancestor's father? This father is more handsome than him, and he is as sticky as the little ancestor. I don't know why I thought these two were father and son.

Damn, what was he thinking, Yan Jiabao shook his head violently with a constipated expression, trying to shake those strange thoughts out.

The little ancestor belongs to their Lao Yan's family, it belongs to their Lao Yan's family!

"Next time, the little ancestor will also use this warm wind to blow his hair." After the blowing stopped, the little ancestor hurriedly told Yan Jiabao, who was leaning on the door frame, his request. The warm wind made him very comfortable. Except for being noisy.

"Well, after I wash my hair at night, I have to blow dry it with a hair dryer." After Yan Jiabao finished speaking, he gave Mo Jingyan a provocative look. The little ancestor belongs to the old Yan's family, and he will take care of the little ancestor. Just do it.

As if he didn't receive Yan Jiabao's provocation or deliberately ignored it, Mo Jingyan leaned over and put the hair dryer back, and then his eyes returned to the long hair that was flying around, expressing that he was helpless, and turned to look at Yan Jiabao, "Come on, so It's not good to have disheveled hair."

Yan Jiabao scratched his head and touched his forehead, and said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, can I trouble you and my little ancestor to move, I want to requisition the bathroom for something urgent and urgent." .

Yan Jiabao did it on purpose, he really felt that it was rare for Mr. Mo to serve others, and it was his little ancestor who served him, so he would serve him to the end, even the little mountain bag for his little ancestor.

Before closing the door, Yan Jiabao also kindly instructed Mo Jingyan on the technique of combing his hair, and then emphasized that it must be light, and then light, children's scalp is fragile, it is easy to hurt, and hair will fall out.

Guessing that someone would come later, Yan Jiabao left the courtyard door wide open, so when Secretary Lin brought people over, the door was open, and he knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response, so he led people in directly. As soon as people entered the house, they saw such a scene.

The little great-grandson of Yan Zhen's family sat obediently on the bamboo bench, half of her smooth black hair was loose, and the other half was in the hands of his family's boss Mo, who was seen crouching behind the little bun, holding the A big poke at the hair, and the other hand is not very agile and is twisting the hair into a small bun.

For a moment, Secretary Lin felt that he might have come in in the wrong posture, and wondered if he should come in again.

Three people came in behind Secretary Lin, all men, one in his early forties, obviously leading the team, and the other two young men in their early twenties.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, we had to send people from the Bianxiening City branch first, and after the people who came came to confirm the situation, we could decide whether we needed support from the headquarters.

When they came, the people above had already confessed to Gao Lei, that is, the middle-aged man in his early forties, and found that the situation made the identity of their past person a bit special, so he had to be respectful and just obey that person.

Here, Mo Jingyan didn't stop his hands, as if they didn't exist, and continued with his great career of coiling hair. Secretary Lin and the three men behind him didn't go up to disturb, and stood quietly waiting.

Mo Jingtan—the head of the Mo Group, Gao Lei still knows, of course, he only knows about his appearance and identity, and the rest of the information is classified as top secret.Ordinary people would only think that this is the richest man in China, just a businessman, but if he is just a businessman, even if he is the richest man in China, it is impossible to know the existence of Bianxie, which is the abbreviation of Mutant Association , This is the top secret of China and even the world.

Gao Lei did not expect that the first time he met this mysterious richest man in China would be in such a situation.

Someone came in, both Mo Jingyan and Xiao Zuzu knew about it, but neither of them was affected, so why not do what they should do.

It took Mo Jingyan a full 10 minutes to set up the small bag on one side. If it wasn't for the modern equipment in this house, there is still a fan. Without the fan, he would have sweated all over his face.

The child's hair is thin, long, black and smooth. When grasped in the palm of the hand, a few strands always slip down quickly, which is very difficult to manage.

When one side was finished and the other was left, Mo Jingtan secretly let out a sigh.

While waiting for the four of them, they were also very patient, even admiring the scene in front of them. Mo Jingyan's face was too good to be online, and the little ancestor had the face of a fairy boy. If the two are so harmonious and warm, no matter how you look at it It's very eye-catching, anyway, the old men are watching without blinking their eyes.

After another 7 minutes, the small mountain buns on the other side were finally finished. The little ancestor with the two small mountain buns was not feminine at all. It can be seen that it will definitely look good when it grows.

As the commander of the Bianxie Ning City Division, how could Gao Lei not know who the little baby boy Mo Jingyan asked Mo Jingyan to put his hair on was? The information will be sent to each branch of the Change Association, and of course only the leader of the team can read the information level.

Perhaps the case in Xiangshan Village this time is his chance to go up to another level. If he doesn't seize it, at his age, he can only retire with honor in three years. Gao Lei was not reconciled to becoming a consultant. If he seized this opportunity, maybe even after honorary retirement, he could be a consultant in the provincial branch.

After it was completely repaired, Mo Jingyan looked at the two small mountain bags again and again, and always felt that they were not symmetrical enough. This is the case for perfectionists. They really don't want to untie and reset, and there are people waiting beside them, so they give up.

Mo Jingyan stood up the little ancestor Tiliu, and then patted the child's buttocks, "Okay, I want to talk about something here, go into the house and find your adults."

The little ancestor stretched out his hand to touch the small mountain bag on his head, felt very satisfied, then put it down, looked curiously at the three people behind Secretary Lin, nodded and said: "Well, the little ancestor can find it in the house for fun, Momo Tan Remember to come in and look for the little ancestor after you're done!" Mo Jingyan didn't turn to look at Gao Lei until the villain's footsteps could no longer be heard, and asked bluntly, "Have you been to the scene?"

Gao Lei stepped forward a few steps, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "I've been there. From the energy breath that has not dissipated at the scene, it is basically certain that it was done by a mutant, and the mutant fire energy of this mutant is a bit weird. Unlike other mutant fire energy registered in the association, after the investigation, there is no such person registered in the association, and it is preliminarily inferred that the crime is most likely committed by a free mutant.”

Mo Jingyan nodded his head lightly, he also guessed these things at the first time.

"Currently, is there a plan to find out the free mutants who awaken this strange fire? Or is there a way to crack this strange fire?"

Gao Lei hesitated for a moment, but still answered honestly, "No, but this time I brought over two colleagues who have mutant fire energy, and I should be able to find a way soon."

Mo Jingyan glanced past Gao Lei, glanced at the person he brought, and said nothing.

The scene just fell silent.

Gao Lei was a little unsure at first, whether he had said the wrong thing, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he awakened water energy, every time he was too nervous, his forehead would always sweat uncontrollably.

With the aura emanating from Mo Jingyan, Gao Lei once again affirmed that this man is definitely not as simple as an ordinary businessman.

In the association, his abilities are considered average, but in front of this person, he has no sense of superiority at all, and even has a kind of fear of seeing the strong. This kind of fear grows deep in his heart, which is inexplicable.

"Go and find out when this strange kind of fire murder happened here, the name and information of the victim, and a woman. I want all the information of this woman, the more detailed the better."

"Woman?" Gao Lei asked puzzled, "Mr. Mo wants to find out the name of that woman...".

Mo Jingyan interrupted Gao Lei, and turned to look at Secretary Lin's "pen and paper".

Secretary Lin immediately understood what Mo Jingyan meant, and took out a splint and a pen from the briefcase she was carrying and handed them to Mo Jingyan, "Here, President Mo."

Mo Jingyan took the plywood and the pen, and brushed a few times to outline a woman's head on the white paper on the plywood.

If the little ancestor was here at this moment, he would definitely recognize this as the big sister of the female ghost who had a relationship with him three times.

After Mo Jingyan finished drawing, he took out the white paper and handed it to Gao Lei, "Except for this portrait, you need to check other information. Give me all the information about this woman tomorrow."

Gao Lei also knew that he had made a mistake. He talked too much. Sure enough, too much talk would lead to mistakes. Ask him to check if he doesn’t know anything. If you know the name and other information, go to the public security system to search. Out.

Gao Lei quickly glanced at the woman in the portrait, then put the portrait away, and said, "Yes, Mr. Mo, I will send over the materials you need tomorrow. If you have nothing to explain, I will take my colleagues down first." Already working".

"It's fine for the time being, you can go down and do business."

"Mr. Namo, let's leave first. If there is any new progress in the case, I will come and inform you as soon as possible."

"Yes..." Secretary Lin politely sent Gao Lei and the three of them outside the gate of the courtyard, and watched them leave a certain distance before returning to the house.