Chapter 1104
Murong Cheng gently hugged her, Mu Zi did not sleep deeply, and immediately woke up, seeing Murong Cheng's face, she closed her eyes in peace.
"Go to bed and sleep." Murong Cheng bowed his head and pressed her forehead to her, and carried her upstairs to the bedroom.
Covering Mu Zi with a thin quilt, seeing her childish sleeping face, Murong Cheng's heart seemed to melt.
When he was not pregnant, he was very anxious; now that he is pregnant, he is unavoidably anxious.
Maybe later is better... Pregnancy is still too much work.
Leaning over to kiss her, Murong Cheng got up and left, closing the door gently.
Seeing Murong Cheng coming down, the bodyguard downstairs stepped forward and said, "It turned out to be a flower shop on Yufu Street. The transaction was made in cash. There was only one mobile phone number left, and there were no surveillance cameras nearby."
"Does the clerk have no impression?" Murong Cheng asked with a frown, "It should be rare for customers to buy black roses."
"It's a very sloppy old man." The bodyguard said hesitantly. "It should be a homeless man who was instructed by someone to buy flowers. After paying the full amount, the flower shop directly called the flower market to order."
"Is there any progress from the police?" Murong Cheng asked again.
"No." The bodyguard shook his head, "Officer He of the police station said that he has monitored several large flower markets near Jingling. Most of the flower shops in Jingling City go there to buy goods. Once someone orders black roses again , They will call up the surveillance video near the flower shop online at the first time, and the street patrol police are also on call at any time."
Murong Cheng nodded slightly, but his brows still did not relax.
Like Mu Zi, he was temporarily confused about the other party's purpose.
It is almost impossible to attack Mu Zi, as there is no shortage of people around her 24 hours a day. Is it because of this that they send bouquets of flowers, harass, intimidate, and play tricks from time to time?
Either way, don't take this guy lightly.
...
Mu Zi slept for an hour, and when he opened his eyes, Murong Cheng's face came into view.
She couldn't help smiling, and touched his face: "Why do you keep looking at me?"
"It looks good." Murong Cheng bowed his head and kissed her lips, and asked, "Get up now? Do you want to drink water?"
Mu Zi blinked her eyes, "I'm a little thirsty, I don't have any taste in my mouth...I want to drink coconut milk."
"Okay." Murong Cheng turned and went downstairs, and came back after a while, holding a green coconut with a straw stuck in it.
Mu Zi raised the corners of her lips: "Like Tinker Bell."
Murong Cheng put the coconut in her hand, pinched her face, "Can Ding Dong make your belly bigger?"
"Damn it, don't ruin my childhood." Mu Zi patted his hand away, annoyed and funny.
Murong Cheng stopped messing with her, and sat on the bed with her in his arms. He had nothing to do, so he picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.
Mu Zi drank the coconut juice and asked Murong Cheng, "Who do you think will be the one who sent the flowers?"
This is the first time the two have spoken head-on on the topic.
Murong Cheng was a little surprised, he glanced at her, "What do you think?"
"At first I thought it was Mu Zening..." Mu Zi stared at the advertisement on TV, "But later, I didn't think so."
"Why not?" Murong Cheng asked.
"Yu Yang said that the murderer's method of committing the crime was very neat, cutting his throat with a knife, quite precise." Mu Zi said, "Mu Zening is not at this level."
If he shoots someone, Mu Zi will believe it, but with a knife...Mu Zening really sucks.
Murong Cheng said: "Don't forget, he is by Bai Jinyan's side, why can't ghosts and snakes see him? Maybe he hired a professional killer."
"Killer?" Mu Zi murmured, "Hmm...maybe."
At this time, a piece of news was suddenly broadcast on the TV. In a park next to a street in the Xicheng District of Jingling, a woman died of her throat being cut.
The picture shakes, and the camera captures the body bag on the stretcher, the blood-stained floor tiles, the scattered black roses, and the crowd of onlookers...
Mu Zi held her breath.