Reincarnation - Lord Is Extremely Hardcore
56. part 3
The white dove landed on the table, its black eyes darting from one plate to another, as if torn apart at what had to start first.
Mu Rulan took out a piece of cake and brought it to the pigeon's mouth. The bird opened its mouth to take it.
Mm, it doesn't look too picky.
Mu Rulan smiled in satisfaction, recalling a man who was very particular about his food. She thought it must be difficult to raise someone like that.
Knock a knock, a wooden door sounded.
"Please come in" Mu Rulan said.
The door was pushed open gently and a gentle breeze blew in, carrying a faint fragrance.
The person he had just thought of appeared. She smiled happily, “I know it was you, Master Mo. ”
Mo Qianren was interrupted by that sudden smile and stopped in the doorway.
"Miss Mo seems really happy to see me?" Mo Qianren said, walking closer to him. When he saw the pigeon by his side, surprise flashed in his eyes.
"That's right," Mu Rulan replied with a smile.
He had just said it casually, but he never expected the answer. He hesitated, "Why?"
He didn't answer. He held onto a spoon to quietly start eating his porridge.
Mo Qianren leaned against the table, also without a word.
He noticed something, straightened to get closer to her.
The bed he was sitting on was wheeled, so he suddenly felt his bed being pushed to the side. As he lifted his head, Mo Qianren moved away from the stand, carrying the needle to the other side of his bed.
"Give me your hand" he said, holding a neglected needle that dripped liquid onto the floor.
He blinked before extending his left hand. IV was already in his right hand, but using that hand now for infusion would be troublesome since he was eating.
He was expressionless as usual when he skillfully found the veins on the back of his hand and disinfected the area before inserting the needle and bandaging it.
Mu Rulan would probably say that since her birth, the biggest question mark in her life was probably the person standing in front of her: Mo Qianren.
Who her? What is he doing; is he a cop or a detective? Why does he keep watching her? Was he trying to catch her in action, or was it something else?
He did not know the answer to all of these questions, but strangely, he did not feel upset or agitated.
He can't see it.
Mu Rulan withdrew her gaze and continued to eat. The pigeon opposite her would occasionally peek, and Mu Rulan poured water onto the spoon for the pigeon to drink.
Seems satisfied. After draining the water, it seemed like it would not go away.
After Mu Rulan put down her spoon, the sense of danger that had been silent began to tickle.
"Is Mister. Mo always so gentle with the suspect? "He wiped his mouth and started a conversation.
Finally, he did not call her a teacher. The way he handled it was very strange.
Mo Qianren's gaze sharpened into a gaze that would even hardened criminals tremble inside, feeling that their souls were being dissected.
“The ghost case in Jin Biaohu's room – it's all acting, arranged by you. '' Mo Qianren's tone did not reveal anything.
That's a statement and not a question. Translated by The Novelst
Mu Rulan smiled, looking at him. "Can you find evidence?"
"It's not hard to find evidence of this" he said. As long as he was determined to investigate it, it was easy enough to find enough evidence that he was guilty.
Even if Mu Rulan was not behind the hair or fingerprints, there were too many people in the hospital. Mu Rulan is very interesting – who knows if someone has been watching her all the time? Perhaps one could see him as he walked calculating angles and hiding things in the bushes.
"Does that mean sir. Mo has no intention of looking further into this matter? ”That it is not too difficult to find evidence – could be interpreted that he deliberately did not dig up the evidence.
Mu Rulan raised her eyebrows, smiling widely.
He furrowed his brows, feeling that the smile in his place was a little unpleasant. Is he in a good mood? He was smiling the whole time.
"That's why you're on the – hospital page not because you want to see the sunset, but because you're looking for a suitable place to install your device?" He would never let anyone else take the lead when he was interrogating.
Mu Rulan lowered her eyes, continuing to smile without responding. He can't see what he's thinking
“From Jin Moli to Jin Biaohu, you plan each step very carefully. There's only one thing I want to know: when you save a child and have to be hospitalized, you know, is it all part of your plan to control that ghost to scare Jin Biaohu, or did you suddenly get an idea when you saved the child?"
In the end, his voice turned a little aggressive and powerful in his urgency for an answer.
Mu Rulan turned to her, seeing that her gaze was still as sharp as she could pierce through her body, making her heart tremble. A sour feeling somehow grew inside him …
The two looked at each other for a long time. After which, he slowly shifted his eyes to look out the window, looking slightly out.
Mo Qianren saw that he had no intention to speak, and stood up to walk to the door, his eyes frozen.