Chapter 1192 Young Master Ye, Is It Really Good for You to Treat Your Son Like This? (2)

But Chu Wuyou believed that the personnel of those state agencies were absolutely capable of solving such a case.

However, Chu Wuyou didn't say much, but looked at the case seriously and analyzed it.

When Chu Wuyou was doing things, he was always very serious and focused, so she didn't notice that the screen of the phone in Tang Zhimo's hand turned on.

Tang Zhimo's child naturally saw it, but he was paying attention all the time. He found that the mobile phone that lit up at this moment belonged to his mother, not his.

Tang Zhimo turned the phone over a bit, and saw Ye Lanchen's name displayed on the phone screen.

Ye Lanchen's speed was quite fast, and he just sent the photo, and Ye Lanchen's phone call came directly to his mother.

Thankfully he had the foresight.

He thought that if Ye Lanchen couldn't get through to his mother, he would definitely call him, after all, it was the photo he sent to Ye Lanchen.

After a while, Chu Wuyou's phone screen went dark, Tang Zhimo secretly breathed out, he held his phone and waited.

Then, a second later, mother's cell phone turned on again, and it was still Ye Lanchen's cell phone number.

Tang Zhimo's eyes blinked, why is this person so stupid?

No one answered my mother's phone, so didn't Ye Lanchen know who called him?

The information was provided by him, he provided it, and he knew the inside story.

However, Tang Zhimo waited and waited, Chu Wuyou's phone turned on, turned off, turned off, turned on again, and repeated several times.

However, Ye Lanchen just didn't call Tang Zhimo.

Tang Zhimo's eyes were wide open, he suddenly couldn't understand Ye Lanchen's thinking, who is it? He sent Ye Lanchen a photo, but Ye Lanchen ignored him so thoroughly.

The corner of Tang Zhimo's lips twitched, and taking advantage of the few seconds before Ye Lanchen's call came, he quickly turned on Chu Wuyou's phone, and directly blocked Ye Lanchen's number .

Let you fight, let you fight, elm lump, so stupid.

Tang Zhimo thought, he had blocked Ye Lanchen's number on his mother's mobile phone, so Ye Lanchen would definitely call him now.

Tang Zhimo looked at his phone and waited for several minutes, but his phone didn't turn on.

At this moment, little boy Tang Zhimo wondered if his phone was broken?

At this moment, Chu Wuyou was watching the case seriously, so he didn't notice Tang Zhimo's little trick at all.

Yuan Junlin found out, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were looking at Tang Zhimo, what is this little kid doing?

He didn't want to suspect a little boy, but he always felt that this little boy had some conspiracy.

Tang Zhimo felt Yuan Junlin's gaze, raised his head, and gave Yuan Junlin a look, which was so calm that no one could see anything strange.

It seemed like he really wasn't doing anything.

Yuan Junlin suddenly laughed, this little kid is quite interesting.

"Eat dim sum." Yuan Junlin turned the dim sum in front of Tang Zhimo.

Tang Zhimo was stunned for a moment, obviously a little surprised, the corners of his brows twitched slightly, he was courteous for nothing, rape or steal.

Seeing Tang Zhimo's guarded face, Yuan Junlin smiled even more.

Sure enough, this little kid was different from ordinary kids, and very different.

This vigilance is really strong enough.

He was a little curious about what this little brat was doing? !