Chapter 707

t say anything.“Your taste is truly poor,” Ye Feimo said in a somewhat sarcastic tone, without specifying who he was addressing. Cheng Anya was surprised; her son had never been involved in other peop...Chapter 707

Moxiao Bai woke up at night, and after a brief bout of dizziness, he looked slightly tired. His family doctor couldn't stop him from withdrawing all the IV tubes to head for the intelligence room. Mo Chen and Wu Shuang were there, along with Feng Yun and Ye Fei Mo. When they saw Moxiao Bai arrive, Wu Shuang frowned and said, "Don't you need rest with that injured face You might end up with a scar."

Moxiao Bai loved his looks the most, especially since he had been beaten so badly on his face. He even got a scar removed from an injury on his foot. Moxiao Bai ignored Ye Fei Mo and asked sternly, "Have you found out who she is"

Mo Chen's intelligence network could easily track down someone once they landed; they were followed by agents all the way to their stay at the Rome Westin Hotel where their information could be obtained from their registration. Furthermore, this small princess was from a tiny European country (C Country, monarchy) that wasn't particularly well-known and thus had low international status, making it a tourism country instead. In recent years, domestic peace in C Country hadn't been stable due to two countries coveting its rich oil and diamond resources, leading to constant border skirmishes and complex internal politics with several people vying for the throne.

C Country had two princesses: Princess Fameri, the elder, and Avril, the younger. This time they came to Rome for a diamond deal with a mafia group. The elder princess, driven by ambition, left her power base to engage in the diamond trade to disrupt the market balance over the past year.

Mo Chen had heard some about this matter, but since C Country wasn't particularly noteworthy, no one cared much about its princesses. Moreover, Mo Chen himself had his own network and was somewhat affected by the diamond market, though not significantly.

The moment her identity was revealed, it became clear who her entourage were as well. The so-called Jin appeared earlier than expected and didn't match with Mo Yao's disappearance timeline. Jin had been in Princess Fameri's service since she was ten years old, totaling eighteen years, while Mo Yao disappeared a year ago. Satellite photos sent back showed someone very similar to Mo Yao, but the age discrepancy made it impossible. Past images of Jin also bore a striking resemblance to Mo Yao.

Moxiao Bai stared at the data with a grim expression and said, "Impossible, I couldn't have mistaken her for anyone else. Little Brother, did she come to Rome a year ago"

"I checked the entry and exit records; she came here. On the day when Boss had an accident, she happened to be back in the country."

Moxiao Bai nodded. He already knew the basic information. Although he didn’t understand what Jin was about, that person must be Mo Yao.

This doesn’t make sense; I trust my intuition.

"I’ve fought with him before. Apart from Brother, no one has such speed and strength," Moxiao Bai said. Even if he hadn't fought, he would still be 90% sure. After the fight, he was even more certain.

Mocheng stared at Moxiao Bai's injuries in shock, twitching as he asked, "Are you telling me that these wounds are a gift from Boss"

Moxiao Bai icily retorted, "What do you think"

Ye Feimo bowed respectfully; it’s tragic for you.

Wushuang sighed. Poor Bai, endure this. She was stunned, "That's not right, if you're sure he's Boss, why would Boss hit you How could Boss possibly hit you Even when Boss hits his own father, he wouldn't hit you.

Speaking of which, Mo Xiaobai became even more suspicious. He also wanted to know why Mo Yao beat him up. Mo Xiaobai touched his face; it had been hit again, but this time it was due to a fight between men, quite different from the previous deliberate slap.

However, for Mo Xiaobai, as long as someone slaps him, whether intentional or not doesn't matter.

Brother, you're dead meat. I'll make sure you cry and shout for your mommy, of course after his brother recovers. Anyway, this unexplained beating has to be returned one way or another,哼！

Ye Feimo stroked his chin, "Actually, it's not difficult to deal with this matter. Let's install a surveillance camera in their bathroom; he can't possibly take off his mask while showering."

Wushuang looked down on Ye Feimo; you're being evil again.

Mò Chén had people keeping an eye on them. Since they planned to stay in Rome for more than ten days, there was no rush to act immediately. They would send someone to contact them after dawn tomorrow. As the head of a mafia family, Mò Chén found it easy to make contact with a major princess involved in diamond smuggling. Additionally, she traded with people he knew well; Mò Chén had already made a phone call and arranged a meeting directly with the major princess Fèimǎlì.

Mo Xiaobai lay awake, feeling very bitter about his life over the past year. He felt like a zombie, barely surviving several times as he nearly relapsed into drug addiction. It was only his belief that Mo Yao would definitely not die that kept him going. Now he had enough; he didn't want to suffer anymore. The person was right in the hotel and wasn't far from him. Why did he have to endure this

Mo Xiaobai, a leader who took action, got dressed and drove out.

Racing all the way to the Westin, Mo Baixue is also a mafia boss. It's effortless for him to find out which room Mo Yao sleeps in today. Now it’s late at night, and Mo Baixue stands straightforwardly outside Mo Yao’s room.

After several psychological preparations, Mo Baixue cleverly opens Mo Yao’s door.

Said that Ye Wei's children are naturally adept with such locks; it only takes a few seconds to deal with them. Unconsciously, they enter the room where it is pitch-black. Mo Baixue tiptoes over carefully.

This princess is really rich; bodyguards stay in presidential suites. Or should I say that this bodyguard is special

While cursing Fei Mary, Mo Baixue approaches the bedside. After much effort, he finally reaches the bed and notices a hotel scent in the air. Seeing only one person there, his heart settles. Hmm, let’s not worry about that one punch for now; there are still many punches to consider.

Mo Baixue sneaks over quietly, unable to resist wanting to call out softly. He actually sleeps with that golden skull mask on. Mo Baixue thinks inwardly, “With such an ugly thing, will you become a pirate in the future and wear it while sleeping”

The elder brother has a better-looking face, Mo Baixue thinks again. Is his elder brother wearing this mask because he got disfigured

He is conflicted about how to proceed beside the bed, while the person in bed is equally vexed. Not turning back, he doesn't know who it is but knows that someone has entered. Are you going to kill or set fire Why are there no signs of actionase his cousin-in-law-to-be, Mu Baixue promptly sold out his little brother.Mu Wushuang’s lips twitched slightly as Warmth said modestly, "That’s too kind of you. But really, does Mu Chen know how to...