"I will deploy manpower in the next few days to confirm the child's true identity."
Mu Zhao narrowed his eyes: "Have you been discovered? The person who bullied you is the same as her?"
Nan Huan¡¯s eyes were blank for a few seconds, then he quickly replied: ¡°No.¡±
"Why do you suspect that there is something wrong with that child?" Mu Zhao was confused. She looked at Nan Huan. Whenever she asked about the person who bullied her, her eyes would be erratic. "Did you hear something?"
Nan Huan nodded: "I installed a bug in Su Wanwan's room and heard a few words about the child saying that he wouldn't last long."
"Can't he last long? Is he sick? Is he seriously ill?"
Mu Zhao was quite surprised. After all, on the surface, the child seemed dull and silent, and there was nothing unusual about him.
"If it is an incurable disease, there is no reason for her not to let the Sheng family know; if it is an incurable disease, the mother should not be as calm as she is"
Nan Huan hummed, "So, there is something wrong with that child. I still need time, and I can't investigate too closely, as it is easy to alert the enemy."
Mu Zhao nodded and agreed: "Okay, you have to be careful. If there is danger, retreat. This is not something you must do."
"I know, I can tell the difference better than you."
It¡¯s not easy to talk too much on such occasions, Mu Zhao changed the topic.
She took out the sachet from her bag. Nan Huan recognized it, "Isn't this what your grandma left for you? There's something fishy about it."
Because she hasn¡¯t had enough time to study it since she got it.
Mu Zhao said: "When I opened it, there was a chicken blood jade inside. The shape is almost the same as the copper coins I wear on my ankle and the imperial green ring left by my grandma."
Nan Huan's curiosity was aroused, so she took the sachet, opened it, and took out what Mu Zhao thought was a chicken blood jade.
Her pupils shrank violently, and her expression suddenly became strange, as if she was fearful of death.
She almost lost her grip on the "Mandala" ghost medal because of the sudden emotion that came over her.
Mu Zhao noticed that her mood was obviously ups and downs, and said, "Have you seen her before?"
Nan Huan nodded: "Have you ever heard of the Fire Soul Group?"
A few days ago, during the most tense time between her and Sheng Xixiu, the man mentioned it.
She nodded, "Is this related to the Fire Soul Group?"
Nan Huan hesitated for a while and said: "When I worked as an agent abroad for several years, the organization I served was this group. My superior was a core member of the Fire Soul Group."
"For a while, I have been searching intensively for about half a year for this ghost medal called [Mandala]. It is said that the group's largest boss is looking for his long-lost granddaughter Whoever finds it first, the future of the Fire Soul Group He is the successor."
Mu Zhaomo was frightened, and a terrible chill came from the cracks in his bones for no reason.
She remembered her previous conversation with Sheng Xixiu¡ª¡ª
[She is the third generation seed member of the Fire Soul Group. My father, mother, and the 108 soldiers who participated in that border battle all survived. Do you know what I mean? ¡¿
Her grandmother is the most loyal believer of the Huohun Group and has contributed to the Huohun Group throughout her life.
An arms organization like the Huohun Group has serious religious overtones and is often active in military riots, terrorist attacks, etc.
According to Sheng Xixiu, it is only in the past five years that the Fire Soul has become relatively stable, and there have been no particularly big riots.
So, why did grandma leave her this so-called ghost seal?
Grandma¡¯s last words to her¡ª¡ª
¡¾Take grandma's ring to Butterfly Island to find the pattern on the ring, your roots are hidden there! ¡¿