Limited Time Hidden Marriage

But Wen Churan still didn't shed a single tear.

She seemed to be in a daze, always murmuring the same words.

"It would be best if he died..."

The presidential palace arranged a special investigation team and gathered the most experienced police and detectives in the entire V country. However, a morning passed, but no clues were found.

There were no signs of fighting in the study, the doors and windows were intact, no extra fingerprints were collected anywhere, and no murder weapon was left at the scene. Only Sheng Shimo held a gun tightly in his hand.

Checking the surveillance inside and outside the presidential palace, no suspicious person was found.

How could someone in this world be able to kill without leaving a single flaw or clue?

Unless it's a ghost.

Of course, no one would believe such a ridiculous thing.

If nothing can be found, there is only one possibility - there is no murderer, and the person who killed the President is actually himself.

But this possibility simply does not exist.

Why did the President take a gun and kill himself?

There is simply no reasonable explanation for this.

The documents he was half-processing were still placed on the desk, and the coffee that the servant had brought into the study was placed aside.

This is not something a suicidal person would do at all.

In the hall, Wen Churan was sitting on the sofa, motionless as if he had lost his soul.

The rest of the government officials had been dismissed. The secretary-general walked up to her, took out a mobile phone and handed it to her.

"Before he was killed, your Excellency the President sent me a text message."

Wen Churan didn't react at all, not even blinking, as if he had completely blocked out the disturbance from the outside world.

Gu Nanpei reached out to take it. After seeing the content of the text message, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"this…"

The secretary-general nodded and said, "His Excellency the President said in the text message that if something unexpected happens to him, the Little Milk Pot Actor will succeed him as president."

It wasn't until he heard this last sentence that Wen Churan finally reacted and snatched the phone from Gu Nanpei's hand. After seeing the content of the text message, his expression changed instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice came from his mouth, "Don't even think about it! I will bring the small milk can back to country E. The position of president of country V has nothing to do with him!"

"How come it doesn't matter?" the secretary-general said. "Since the Little Milk Pot actor is the biological son of the President and the only descendant of the President, then he has this responsibility. After the death of the President, he will inherit everything from the President and help him." Your Excellency, President, continue to take care of the country!”

Wen Churan stood up from the sofa in excitement, "Who said that Little Milk Can is the son of your Excellency the President? Little Milk Can has nothing to do with your Excellency the President!"

The secretary-general did not say anything, but silently took out a document from his briefcase, handed it to Wen Churan, and said, "Take a look. Is this the DNA test of the Little Milk Pot Actor and His Excellency the President?"

DNA identification? !

Wen Churan immediately snatched the document from the secretary-general's hand, and was even so anxious that he tore the outer bag into pieces and took back the paper inside.

I only saw the first few big words: DNA paternity test report.

Reading all the way, I saw at the end that there was a 99.9% chance that Sheng Shimo and Xiao Nai Guan were father and son.

This also proves that Sheng Shimo and Xiao Naifan are indeed father and son with the same blood type.

Wen Churan tightened his grip on the test report and asked in a cold voice, "How come you have a paternity test report! When did you bring the little milk can for a paternity test without telling me?!"