Qin Jiao ran all the way, surrounded by strangers she didn't know, and she dared not stop.

Only by escaping can one temporarily forget Xu Yuan's tragic state.

Xu Wenjie was eager to see what it was like to see someone running wildly in the street.

Looking at him now, this person seems kind of familiar.

Xu Wenjie looked closely and finally remembered that this was his aunt, who was always charming and alluring.

Why did I suddenly decide to gossip? I never expected to end up gossiping about my own family.

But for my aunt, who is particularly concerned about her image, to be so flustered, I wonder if something must have happened to her family.

Ignoring the crowd of onlookers, Xu Wenjie grabbed Qin Jiao.

Qin Jiao was abruptly forced to stop, her mind replaying Xu Yuan's image.

Fear grew stronger, and he used all his strength to try to shake off the hand on his arm.

But how could a woman as weak as her possibly shake off Xu Wenjie's hand?

"Let go." Qin Jiao's mind was filled with images of Xu Yuan resembling a dried-up corpse, and she didn't even realize that the person holding her was Xu Yuan's nephew.

Those around them were unaware of the relationship between the two, only noticing that Qin Jiao was unwilling to be held back by Xu Wenjie.

Then they began to criticize Xu Wenjie: "How could this handsome young man stop the girl like that?"

"That's right, didn't you see that the girl wasn't happy?"

An insider stopped the reckless person and explained the situation to everyone.

"That woman lives in that courtyard over there, and the man is her nephew." She pointed in the direction of Xu Yuan's house.

The person who had just spoken immediately shrank back, not daring to say another word, for fear of attracting their attention.

They were all people who worked or lived nearby, so they might not have recognized Xu Yuan and Qin Jiao.

But everyone knows that the director of the Red Guards lives in that courtyard.

They actually dared to make up stories about his family; they're asking for trouble.

Xu Wenjie naturally heard the surrounding discussions, but his aunt seemed to have lost her soul and did not recognize him.

He was still pulling Qin Jiao, and didn't even see who was speaking.

Since someone has clarified their relationship, let's let them off the hook for now.

The most important thing now is to restore Qin Jiao's sanity.

"Auntie, Auntie, look carefully, I am your nephew Xu Wenjie."

Xu Wenjie didn't have any good ideas for the time being, so he could only try to tell Qin Jiao who he was, hoping that Qin Jiao could recover.

Otherwise, he would have had to take the person to the hospital.

Fortunately, Qin Jiao still remembered her nephew Xu Wenjie, and she quickly returned to normal.

Now that she's regained consciousness, she still has a big problem to face.

Qin Jiao didn't know how Xu Yuan died, but now only Xu Wenjie was the one who could handle this matter.

Qin Jiao anxiously grabbed Xu Wenjie's arm, "Wenjie, your uncle... he died at home."

"Only you can handle this right now, let's go back first."

Qin Jiao had no choice; her family members all lived in the city, and the only Xu family member who worked with Xu Yuan was her nephew.

The others were just factory workers and had no ability to investigate Xu Yuan's death.

Xu Wenjie initially thought that something had happened to his aunt or her family.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jiao's opening remarks were a huge bombshell.

What do you mean his uncle died at home? "Auntie, you must be joking."

Qin Jiao met Xu Wenjie's incredulous gaze and simply nodded.

She also hoped that all of this was her illusion, that she was dreaming.

But the image of Xu Yuan's withered flesh constantly pounded in her mind, and she couldn't deceive herself.

Xu Wenjie was at a loss when he heard the news; how could things have suddenly turned out like this?

But at this moment, what he needs most is composure.

So, trying to ignore the heaviness in her heart, she rushed back to Xu Yuan's house with Qin Jiao.

The onlookers hadn't dispersed yet, so they all heard what Qin Jiao said.

Everyone understood without saying a word and hurriedly followed.

Xu Wenjie didn't think too much about it at the moment, and followed a group of tails back to Xu Yuan's house.

Once Qin Jiao entered the courtyard, she refused to take another step forward and stayed there.

Left with no other option, Xu Wenjie went into the living room by himself.

Xu Wenjie had assumed it was a bloody and horrific scene that had terrified Qin Jiao to the point of losing her mind, and now she dared not come in.

But the room was clean and tidy, and Xu Yuan was lounging on the sofa; it wasn't scary at all.

Only when Xu Wenjie got closer did he finally see Xu Yuan's withered corpse.

Even those who worked for the Red Army couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts upon seeing this scene.

Xu Wenjie had already spoken with Qin Jiao on his way back.

He knew that Qin Jiao suddenly fell asleep while eating, and when she woke up, she saw Xu Yuan's body in the living room.

In other words, someone must have murdered Xu Yuan, but Qin Jiao never encountered him.

He just didn't know what grudge the murderer had against Xu Yuan, or whether he was involved.

The onlookers outside were still lingering in the yard, arguing and debating for a long time before finally selecting a few people to enter Xu Yuan's house.

They were all street leaders or management personnel from textile factories.

Now that they've heard the news of the murder, they're determined to come in and take a look no matter what.

When the group entered the living room, they saw Xu Yuan, who looked emaciated.

"Ah!" Several screams rang out in unison, startling the people waiting outside.

They didn't care that this was the home of the director of the Red Army's office, and they all rushed in.

The final result was predictable; everyone was terrified.

Xu Wenjie was startled when he suddenly heard these people screaming, and he trembled all over.

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