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The next morning, around eight o'clock, the police car roared over again.

Jiang Zhiyuan was forced to get up early to open for business, with dark circles under his eyes and a pale face.

She didn't sleep well last night and is now in a very depressed mental state.

She rubbed her face and tried to force a smile.

"Officer Xiaoqu, good morning. Why are you here so early? Thank you for helping take care of Sansi."

Officer Xiaoqu yawned and handed Sansi to Jiang Zhiyuan.

"It's okay, it's just a simple matter."

They worked all night last night to sort out the case. The lights in the office were brightly on and Officer Xiaoqu also did not sleep all night.

Just after dawn, they rushed to the first crime scene without stopping, and then rushed here.

After Jiang Zhiyuan expressed his thanks a few more times, he began to carry out his daily tasks.

What’s different from yesterday is that people came to visit the graves today, and it was a group of people.

"Hey, old man, what you're doing is a bit unfair. Dad has been dead for a year, and you're only now dividing the inheritance, and you're hiding it from us. What do you mean by that?"

A man stood next to another man, his eyes wide open, questioning angrily.

The other woman sneered, "Your statement is illogical. You're an illegitimate child, and it's not certain whether you're a descendant of the Qi family or not."

"Husband, say something!"

The man who spoke first tugged at the sleeve of the man next to him and shook him gently.

Jiang Zhiyuan thought this must be a big melon, so he chose a secluded corner and started watching the show.