“This isn’t your younger brother at all! Why are you touching him?!”
Gong Jue said coldly.
The other three people in the plane were shocked!
Gu Qiqi’s small face was pale as she stared at him in disbelief. Hope flashed across her eyes for a moment.
But then, they dimmed again. “You haven’t seen Xiaobei before. Don’t comfort me anymore.”
After speaking, she stubbornly tried to touch that corpse.
She didn’t want Xiaobei to die in Bai Lang’s arms.
However…
Gong Jue was even more stubborn than her.
He hugged her tightly and held her small hand in his palm, refusing to let her move forward even an inch. “I’ve seen his white shirt before.”
“Impossible.” Gu Qiqi frowned.
When she bought a white shirt for her younger brother, Gong Jue was on a business trip.
Gong Jue didn’t know about it either when she mailed the white shirt.
How could he have seen it before?
“Nothing is impossible,” Gong Jue said lightly.
Of course, he would never admit it. Back then, when he found out that she bought a man’s shirt but didn’t give them to him, he ordered Adjutant Lu to buy all the white shirts from that brand in anger!
One day, he would wear a white shirt and look so handsome while standing in front of her and her wild man.
It would make that brat with an extremely poor figure feel inferior.
He wanted her to repent and admit that she had poor taste.
Of course, he would never admit such a childish thought now.
He only coughed lightly and continued explaining. “I’ve seen that white shirt before. The design of the sleeves makes it impossible to roll them up to his elbows if he wore them himself. When this corpse exploded, I just entered and happened to see his sleeves rolled up to his elbows.”
“Ah? What does that mean?” Bai Lang was stunned when he heard that.
“It means that his clothes were given to him by someone else,” Gong Jue said.
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“I still don’t understand.” Bai Lang smacked his lips.
Gong Jue glanced at him sideways as if he was looking at an idiot. “There’s no need for the kidnappers to help him wear his clothes. Unless… that person isn’t him, and they need to help him wear Xiaobei’s clothes.”
Only then did Bai Lang widen his eyes. “Damn it. Master Jue, I always thought that you were crude. It turns out that you’re very observant!”
“Special Assistant Lu, there are some people with cheap mouths. Why aren’t they thrown down the plane? Am I paying an IQ tax to keep them around?” Gong Jue glared fiercely at Bai Lang!
Special Assistant Lu held back his laughter.
He lit another candle for Bai Lang in his heart—Young Master Bai, you have to speak more coherently in the future.
Rude on the surface but cautious on the inside?
This was easy to misunderstand.
In particular, it wouldn’t be good to let Young Lady Qiqi misunderstand.
Bai Lang muttered gloomily. “But it’s just a white shirt. Perhaps it’s just a coincidence. It can’t prove anything. You’re slandering my IQ for saying words like that. I refuse to accept this! I won’t go down!”
Gong Jue looked up coolly. “Special Assistant Lu, get Number One to be on auto-pilot Go and check Gu Meifeng’s location.”
“Yes!”
“Why are you investigating Little Demon’s Auntie?” Bai Lang was curious again. He didn’t understand Gong Jue’s thoughts at all.
But Gu Qiqi had already been moved by Gong Jue’s guess. She quickly understood his intentions. “You’re saying that Gu Meifeng might still have Xiaobei in her hands? This… really isn’t Xiaobei?”
Even as her biological sister, she wouldn’t be able to recognize a burnt person.
Gong Jue nodded lightly. “Definitely not. Because I understand people like Gu Meifeng. Since your younger brother is your weakness, of course, it’s safest to hold such a good bargaining chip in your own hands.”
As he spoke, he glanced at her sideways. “Do you think that everyone is as stupid as you to reveal your trump card?”
Gu Qiqi relaxed. Did Xiaobei really have a chance of survival?
Then, she felt depressed.
Was she as stupid as he made her out to be?
He was the stupid man!
He didn’t understand the relationship between her and Xiaobei at all. Blood was thicker than water.
When he saw Gu Qiqi frown, Gong Jue’s mood became a little better for some reason.
It was rare to make this sharp-tongued little demon speechless for once!
He curled his lips. “Stupid woman, do you want to confirm the identity of this corpse immediately?”
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