The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

A group of media swarmed, and everyone couldn't stop it.

"Hurry up and record them, these two are the murderers of my son, this person is an accomplice, and the elder of this Cultivation Association intends to cover them up!"

The whole forest was filled with the voice of the old woman, startling the birds to fly away and the beasts to withdraw.

"Yu Wanqiu! Don't go too far. This is the scene of the crime. Who allowed you to bring the media?" Changqing scolded.

Yu Wanqiu sneered, "Why, are you afraid? Are you afraid your ugly true colors will be exposed?"

Some media pointed the camera at Si Niannian, but they were so frightened by Bu Chensu's cold look that they shifted the camera elsewhere.

"Brother Su and I didn't kill anyone." Si Niannian explained, "We came to the Cultivation Association last night just for my apprentice to visit his uncle, and then we left."

Yu Wanqiu couldn't hear it, "Of course the murderer will not admit that he killed himself. After all, my son has no cultivation base now. He is just an ordinary person. If he cultivates himself, he kills ordinary people, but he will be expelled from the cultivator."

"Big brother." Gong Xiao, who had been checking the cause of Yan Zhuo's death, walked up to Changqing, "The cause of death has been found out. Yan Zhuo died of two abilities: water and light."

"Now that the evidence is conclusive, do you still want to argue?" Yu Wanqiu angrily pointed at Si Niannian again, the hatred in his eyes seemed to swallow her alive.

"Reporters, this little girl's name is Si Niannian, the little princess of the Si family in the outer city, the niece of the third master of the Si family, she is the dual power of water and light, and she is the murderer of my son!"

Yu Wanqiu burst into tears. The public generally sympathizes with the weak. A reporter who started the live broadcast directly gave her a close-up. The barrage in the live broadcast room was frantically swiping, all of which were condemning Si Niannian.

Bu Chensu took a step forward, protected Si Niannian behind him, and swept his cold eyes towards the reporters in front of him.

"There are many people with water and light powers, and even if Yan Zhuo died of these two powers, couldn't it be that two people conspired to murder someone? My baby is not yet 12 years old this year, if your actions today have caused her psychological damage The impact has left a shadow, and I maintain the right to pursue your legal responsibility."

After a pause, Bu Chensu's eyes became sharp, "At that time, all of you present, don't think about any of them."

Many reporters turned off their equipment, but some people continued to broadcast live broadcasts in order to gain attention and compete for click-through rate and exposure.

People from the Inner City Detective Bureau arrived and carried Yan Zhuo's body away.

"Miss Si, Young Master Bu, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have to trouble you to go back with me and record a confession."

The speaker was Jun Guangyuan, the head of the Inner City Detective Department.

"it is good."

Bu Chensu nodded, took Si Niannian's hand into the car, and on the way, introduced her to Xiajun Guangyuan.

"He was the previous president of the Cultivation Association. Later, because of some things, he went to work in the Detective Department. Although he is not young, he is in good spirits, has a deep cultivation base, and is highly respected. In the inner city, his prestige is even Even higher than Yan Cheng, the president of the Cultivation Association."

"Brother Su is familiar with him?" Si Niannian was surprised.

After all, there are not many people who can introduce Bu Chen in so many languages.

"I'm not familiar with it." Bu Chen said.

When the car door opened, Jun Guangyuan sat up and snorted, "Stinky boy, don't forget that you urinated in my arms when you were one year old."