Chapter 490: of Magic Phone: Give away billions at the beginning Chapter 490 Uncle Wang, my name is Liu Lang, I can save Mengmeng

Just when Liu Lang was about to answer Yuan Jin'er's question, a sweet girl's voice surrounded his ears.

The girl seemed to say thank you to him.

Very strange.

Apart from the two girls Jin'er and Li Shiqing, there were only two women on the bus, the old woman and "Guo Aunt" Tao Yinhong. There were no other girls on the bus.

Then who made such a nice sound?

Out of curiosity, Liu Lang looked around in the bus.

He saw a strange phenomenon.

There is a faint purple light floating on the edge of Taoyinhong.

That purple light was particularly light.

If you don't look carefully with the naked eye, you really can't see it.

At this time, it floated to Wang Xingde again, stayed beside him for a while, and finally floated out of the bus window with a bit of reluctance.

"That seems to be..."

Liu Lang vaguely seemed to see the figure of a girl.

After a while, Liu Lang thought of something.

The faint purple light was very similar to the situation of Yue Ya's mother in Master Wu Xin's world at that time.

The ray of purple light that just floated out should be a trace of Wang Mengmeng's obsession that remained with her parents after her death because she couldn't worry about them.

Seeing Liu Lang staring out the window in a daze, Yuan Jin'er gently patted Liu Lang's arm and asked with some confusion: "Mr. Liu, what's wrong?"

"Jin'er, it's okay." Liu Lang shook his head slightly in response to Yuan Jin'er.

Anyway, I was going to save Wang Mengmeng later, so I didn't think much about it.

6:30 p.m.

Bus leaving time.

Wang Xingde rushed to her wife Tao Yinhong's residence as soon as she got off work.

At this time, Tao Yinhong was seriouslyof checking out her homemade time bomb.

"Hong, what happened in the car this afternoon? Why didn't the bomb explode?"

"Didn't we agree to blow up the No. 45 bus on the cross-river bridge at 1:45 pm on time to attract the attention of the police and find out what happened to our daughter Mengmeng?"

"Why didn't the bomb explode?"

"Have you forgotten our hard work over the past five years?"

"Have you forgotten how pitiful Mengmeng was when she died?"

Wang Xingde's mood was not very stable when he spoke.

The death of his daughter has been weighing heavily on his heart, making him unable to breathe.

There was a clang.

Tao Yinhong pushed the pressure cooker off the table.

He kept shaking his head and shouting:

"I do not know I do not know!"

"Why!"

"Why doesn't the bomb explode even though there's nothing wrong with it?"

"Does God want to play with us?"

Tao Yinhong seemed to have lost his backbone and was exhausted all of a sudden.

After spending five years getting nothing done, she felt sorry for her daughter.

"Uncle, auntie."

With a creak, the door to Tao Yinhong's residence opened.

"who are you?"

Seeing a man and a woman coming in, Wang Xingde turned around and looked at them warily.

Because the lighting was not good, I couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly.

It was Liu Lang and Yuan Jin'er who opened the door and came in.

"Uncle, don't be nervous, we don't mean any harm." Yuan Jin'er said first.

"Uncle Wang, I know you are worried about Mengmeng, and that is why I am here."

Seeing that Wang Xingde was still a little wary, Liu Lang continued:

"Uncle Wang, my name is Liu Lang, I can save Mengmeng..."

"What! What did you say!"

Tao Yinhong, who was sitting on the stool in despair, heard what Liu Lang said and immediately got up from the stool.

He ran in front of Liu Lang, grabbed Liu Lang with both hands, kept staring at Liu Lang, and asked again uncertainly:

"You just said you could save my Mengmeng? Can you really save Mengmeng?"

Wang Xing pulled Tao Yinhong's arm, shook it, and said, "Hong, what nonsense are you talking about? Mengmeng is already dead, already dead!"

"Yes, my poor daughter is dead, already dead..."

After hearing Wang Xingde's words, Tao Yinhong let go of Liu Lang and gently freed his arm from Wang Xingde's hand.

Then, she staggered and walked back to the stool step by step as if she was lost and sat down.