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Xu Lan became anxious when she heard this.

In a homicide case like this, it was too late for others to hide, so why did he move forward? After winking a few times, his son did not respond, and coughed to remind him, but what he was waiting for was a direct warning from a young policeman.

Lin Yue didn't seem to notice the eye contact around him. Looking at the elderly policeman, he said, "Since he is my sister's boyfriend, of course I will give him a hand. You all know his family background, and Jiang Lai is a What family background, our Jiang family must save face in this matter, right?"

There is nothing wrong with what you say, Jiang’s family has a big business, Chen Fang doesn’t even have a decent house, and such a thing as a rich girl marrying a poor boy is a love fairy tale worthy of praise for diaosi, but for Jiang’s family For people in my circle, it's a joke told while drinking.

"In business, it's normal to have some profits and some losses, because he has tasted the sweetness in the business. In order to maximize profits, he bypassed me and unilaterally contacted customers, and even borrowed usury loans with high interest rates, thinking about finishing the order Realize the freedom of wealth, and you all saw the result, she was forced by those debts to have a nervous breakdown and jump off the building." Lin Yue sighed: "I was wrong in this matter, if I don't take him to do business, or lose money on the first order, He won't put all his eggs in one basket like a gambler, alas..."

The two policemen were a little depressed, they didn't expect him to perfectly put aside their responsibilities.

In fact, the cause of Chen Fang's death was indeed suicide, otherwise they would not have agreed to Jiang Lai's cremation of the body and returned to Shanghai with the ashes.

"If you need, I can ask my assistant to show you the contract. The incoming and outgoing payments and tax records are also stored in the company's computer, and you can print them out together."

"..."

Lin Yue took out the paper and pen under the coffee table and wrote a number: "This is my assistant's phone number. She will prepare all the contracts and files you want to check."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, thank you for your cooperation, then I won't bother you today."

The older policeman stood up, took the note, and walked outside with his subordinates.

The two left the living room, talking while walking.

"Master, are we leaving like this?"

"Then tell me, what else can you do here?"

"Tuomeng, ghost or something, I think he is lying, even if Chen Fang did commit suicide and caused the deceased to bear a huge debt, he must be responsible."

"Do you think he lied? I don't want you to think. What I want is evidence. What about evidence? And even if I get evidence, the biggest culprit that caused the deceased to be in debt is greed. There are quite a few people who lose money and jump off buildings, can you arrest all those financial planners?"

"..."

Seeing that her son was fine, Xu Lan put her heart back into her stomach when she mentioned her throat. Then she remembered that when Jiang Lai went upstairs just now, she was holding a white jar in her arms, which seemed to be...

"Old man, the thing that Lai Lai carried upstairs just now couldn't be an urn?"

Zhao Zhihua remained silent, but judging from the micro expressions on his face, he was not in a good mood.

Xu Lan said: "How can this kind of thing be brought home, how unlucky it is."

Lin Yue ignored the two of them, put his mobile phone in his pocket, got up from the sofa and went straight to the second floor.

In less than a minute, there was only a quarrel from above, followed by the sound of footsteps.

"Jiang Haokun, give it to me."

"give me back……"

"I told you to return it, did you hear me?"

"Why don't the police arrest a bastard like you?"

"Did you hear that?"

"ah……"

Following Jiang Lai's cry, a figure flashed at the top of the stairs, and Lin Yue came down from the top. The key was that he was holding a white urn in his hand, which was the urn Jiang Lai carried upstairs not long ago.

Jiang Zhihua and Xu Lan glanced at each other, and walked a few steps forward. Before they could speak, Lin Yue turned to the side, passed the nanny, Aunt Chen, into the bathroom on the first floor, and unscrewed the lid of the urn without saying a word. Pour it into the toilet, and press the flush button when you're done.

With a bang, the swirling water washed the scumbag Chen clean.

Jiang Zhihua and Xu Lan looked at their only son in surprise, now they understood what happened to the quarrel upstairs just now.

The two people here understood, while Jiang Lai came to the first floor barefooted, saw what was going on in the bathroom, and ran straight past the nanny and rushed in.

"You give it back to me."

She snatched the urn, looked inside and found it was empty.

"Jiang Haokun, you bastard..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yue raised his palm and slapped her hard on the face.

The person was kicked out of the bathroom, the urn fell to the ground and shattered, and the wind from the courtyard blew up the remaining dust.

"Eat the coquettish sluts from the inside out."

Lin Yue walked out of the bathroom, slapping his somewhat dirty hands, went to the coffee table in the living room, picked up the car keys and went out.

Xu Lan looked at Jiang Lai who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth with unbelievable eyes, her face was a little dazed, Jiang Haokun loved this sister to the bottom of his heart, not to mention beating her, even when he said something serious No, but today... Is this really what he did?

Jiang Lai got up from the ground with hatred on his face, his bloodshot face twisted ferociously.

"Jiang Haokun, it was you who killed Chen Fang, it was you... From now on, I don't have your brother."

Lin Yue didn't wait for her to get close, but slapped her again.

Now the symmetry was achieved, the obsessive-compulsive disorder was relieved, and Jiang Lai was knocked down again, unable to get up.

Lin Yue looked at her indifferently: "Do you think I am willing to be your brother? If you want to die, please do it, don't stain my eyes."

Jiang Zhihua ran out of the house, helped his daughter with an extremely distressed expression, and looked at Lin Yue and shouted loudly: "What are you doing!"

"Do what you should have done but didn't."

Lin Yue naturally didn't care much about this father.

"How did I raise such a son as you?"

Lin Yue said unceremoniously: "Then do you want me to kill my relatives again, go to the company to prepare materials, and send you to the police station?"

"Hao Kun, why are you talking to your father?" Xu Lan also came out of the house, and looked at the stunned gardener, feeling very confused.

She didn't know why things turned out like this. Her son was so filial before, but today he spoke too aggressively. Of course, it is understandable to a certain extent, Jiang Lai is indeed suspected of framing him, but...but he can't give face to his father like this.

"you you you……"

Jiang Zhihua pointed at him, he was too angry to speak.

Lin Yue curled his lips and left without looking back.

They are also raised by their parents. Jiang Haokun is calm, responsible, and responsible. But look at Jiang Lai, how self-willed is he?

It's okay to torture your family for a man, but what does it mean to drive fast on the main road? What should I do if I hit a pedestrian? What if you injure passengers in other vehicles? If I want to die, find a clean place and get a rope to hang it, so that it won't affect other people, that's great.

oh? Is being nice to the protagonist and being infatuated with the protagonist a good woman? Ah……

Jiang Lai looked at the BMW 750 that quickly went away with a look of resentment.

"Jiang Haokun, I'm not done with you."

"Lai Lai, are you okay?" Jiang Zhihua helped her up, looking at the bleeding face with a heartbroken expression.

"Dad, can you help me?"

"..."

Jiang Zhihua was in a dilemma.

"He has bullied me like this, can you help me?" Jiang Lai frantically looked like a crazy woman.

"Help, help, I'll help you, help you."

Xu Lan watched from the side, wanting to speak, but didn't know where to start.

...

At the same time, Lu Yuan put his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket and walked along the Huangpu River with Peng Jiahe.

"I really didn't lie to you. Your mother really remarried. There lived in the house a man from the Northeast. He was a big-budget guy. That guy was talking and rattling. It almost scared me to death."

"You are fooling me, you must be fooling me."

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

"If I dare to go, do I need you to do it for me?" The voice was so small that only she could hear it.

This time when they returned to China from the United States, the purpose of the two was not only to let Peng Hai "return the fallen leaves to their roots", but more importantly, to help Peng Jiahe find his mother. At first, Lu Yuan's plan was to hand Peng Jiahe to Liu Jing and return to the United States. It was only when her mother lived that she found out that she had remarried and had a five or six-year-old boy, and with her current financial situation, she had no way to take care of Peng Jiahe, and her stepfather was not a good person, so this matter basically No play.

"Hey, by the way, Peng Jiahe, your father is gone and your mother remarried. I remember Peng Hai said that he still has a mother in Shanghai, which is your grandma. Tell me, what is her address?" Lu Thinking of this situation, Yuan's eyes lit up. If you can't give it to your mother, you can take care of your grandma.