I don't believe the queen can't kill you

Duan Lang not only made Ji Mu cry that day, but also made him unable to get out of bed. Of course, he could only stay in the villa to rest the next day and could not go to work.

Duan Lang hired a maid to take care of Ji Mu, but Ji Mu not only didn't give her a good look, but also overturned all the breakfast she brought.The sharp sound of ceramic bowls breaking made Duan Lang, who was wearing a tie and preparing to go to the company, narrow his eyes.

Duan Lang came to the front of the bed and looked at him deeply.Ji Mu had a deadpan expression on his face, he didn't take anyone in his eyes and kept his eyes on the bright world outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Duan Lang thought that based on Jimu's personality, he should react more violently or act provocatively, but Jimu did nothing, and his indifferent expression showed that he didn't give in, but that he didn't feel anything.

A trace of restlessness quickly crossed Duan Lang's eyebrows, but Duan Lang also remained silent, packed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

The second hand of the clock blazed across the room step by step, counting the time when Duan Lang left the villa, Ji Mu endured the burning pain of every step and got out of bed, came to the window, and watched the black car drive out of the gate After that, he turned around and headed towards the door of the bedroom.

The maid who brought the new meal saw him at the door, and said in surprise, "Mr. Himeki, you can't leave..." Himeki took a knife from the tray and put it on her neck, and immediately let her Mute.

"Do your part well, Duan Lang won't do anything to you."

How could the maid believe what he said.The master told her to take good care of this man, if she let him leave the villa, the job might be lost.

The maid shook her head and begged him with her eyes.

Ji Mu slowly sneered, put down the knife, and took advantage of the maid's restlessness to put the meal on the small coffee table next to the sofa, quickly took away the napkin from her hand, and tied her hands neatly Behind her back, gag her mouth with another piece of cloth.

With the maid's face full of horror, Ji Mu picked up the knife again and cut a bloody scar directly from her arm. The wound was not deep, and it would not kill people, but it could achieve what he wanted.

"In this way, he won't blame you. Be patient, and someone will find you later."

The maid was so frightened that her legs went limp and she fell to the ground, not daring to move.Taking advantage of this time, Ji Mu went back to his room, took a painkiller, packed some important things, and came to the garage from the back door of the kitchen instead of the main entrance. The guard looked at himself.

Fortunately, when Himeki was exercising, he discovered that there was a path next to the tennis court that could lead to the outside.After starting the engine, all Jimu thought in his mind was to get out of here, so he would not spare anything that blocked his way.

Half an hour later, Duan Lang, who was working in the Duan Shi building, immediately received the news from the housekeeper, with a serious face, he called Shi in.

"Tell the credit reporter from before to follow Hime Mu carefully and give me his latest movements every three hours."

"I see." Shiki left the office with interest.

Duan Lang put half of the international letters in his hands on the table, and half of the A4-sized white paper said "the product has been delivered to the customer". Duan Lang looked at that sentence with a complicated expression and dignified, and then a sudden emotional ups and downs crushed the whole paper, "Damn it!"

Although Duan Lang ordered the credit bureau to report Ji Mu's movements to him every three hours, the other party was able to find out about Ji Mu's movements before because Ji Mu let him know on purpose.But when Jimu doesn't want people to know his existence, even if you search the whole T city, you can't find him.

Duan Lang waited for five days in a gloomy mood before getting news from him.

"He appeared in Cemetery No. [-] in Area S half an hour ago, it seems that you only guessed right this time." Shi pushed his glasses and taunted his boss.

Duan Lang ignored his provocation, and looked at the photos sent by the dealer seriously, frowning deeply.

Why did Shi say that Duan Lang was the only one who guessed right this time? It was because Duan Lang provided several places where Ji Mu might go to the operator, and asked the other party to wait and see, but except for today's place, everything else was in vain.

Cemetery No. [-] in District S is the place where Song Muyu's father was buried after his death. Today happened to be his death day. Duan Lang knew that if Ji Mu stayed here, he would definitely go to worship.

"Are you going to find him?"

"No." Duan Lang put the photos in the drawer, and seemed to have some plan in mind, his eyes had returned to the usual calm, and he changed the subject, "Did there be any bills from the United States?"

"It's strange, so far the other party hasn't talked about money and follow-up matters, so this is the end of the transaction?" Shiki asked him back.

"Probably not." Duan Lang didn't think the transaction would be over like this, that person is not doing charity work, "See if I can get in touch with him again, I want to talk to him, phone call, e-mail, if we can meet again good."

"This is simply difficult for the strongman. Don't forget that it took two months to receive a reply to the previous entrustment letter. I think it's better to wait for the other party to take the initiative to contact us." When the other party's news is completely in a state of mystery, Shiki is not very willing. Spend time on this.

"Then the other party will notify me as soon as they have news, and also ask the operator to keep a close eye on Ji Mu this time." Duan Lang's expression was serious.

"learn."

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At the same time in the No. [-] cemetery in the S area.

Dressed in black and holding a glass bottle of spirits, Jimu stood in front of a tombstone in the huge cemetery, with a soft expression and a slight smile on his lips.

"Long time no see, Mr. Song Yuchen, how have you been all these years...?"

"I didn't expect that our parting will be six years. It's really a long time. But speaking of it, this is the first time I see you in this way. If you are still alive, you will probably be angry with me again. Died again, hehe...」

"Don't look at me with that serious look, you are too serious, that's why your wife and son go with others, since they're all dead, try to relax..."

While smiling and talking to the portrait on the tombstone, Ji Mu turned the cap of the bottle of spirits, poured himself a glass, and slowly poured the rest on the tombstone.

"I know you like to drink this brand of wine, so I specially bought it to accompany you for a drink, are you happy?"

"If you are happy, then talk to me about your boring life principles again! This time I will listen carefully and listen to your words, not like you told me not to fall in love with Duan Lang, but But I insist on loving him."

"It would have been fine if I had listened to you and not fallen in love with him..."

If you hadn't fallen in love with him, maybe you wouldn't be lying here alone now, and I'm still the excellent son Song Muyu in your eyes.

"It would be fine if it wasn't there..." Ji Mu's eyes were full of red when he pulled his lips lightly.