Chapter 181 Lin Yin is dead

Lin Yin is dead.

24 hours after being summoned by the police, she returned to her apartment where she lived alone, left a suicide note and a video of her last words, and committed suicide by turning on the gas.

Xiao Xingyu and Lin Yin have always had a good relationship. He is one of the few people Lin Yin is willing to be close to. After hearing the bad news, he rushed back immediately, but the hospital rejected his request for discharge based on his condition. After many people's guarantees and coordination, he finally completed the discharge procedures on the afternoon before Lin Yin's funeral.

The person who came to pick up Xiao Xingyu and Zhang Moyan back to Ruzhou was Geng Jun. When they came out of the inpatient department, they were shocked to find that Geng Jun was driving Zhou Xia's car.

"Zhou Xia was supposed to come pick you up in person, but she was just discharged this morning," Geng Jun explained on the way. He then changed the subject: "Lin Yin is blue-yellow color blind. Why did you let her work as Mr. Xiao's assistant? She shouldn't be too sensitive to glaze colors, right?"

"Lin Yin is actually quite talented in porcelain making. Although she has a visual impairment, there's one thing she does that the old man really likes: making imitation bronze porcelain."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Geng Jun immediately glanced at Xiao Xingyu who was sitting in the passenger seat, his eyes filled with surprise.

"Imitation bronze porcelain?" Zhang Moyan sat in the back row and looked at the two of them.

Xiao Xingyu leaned over to face her. "Before porcelain became popular, ancient nobles mostly used bronze vessels for ceremonial and practical purposes. However, bronze vessels were too expensive to produce, which meant they were unlikely to become commonplace. After porcelain matured, porcelain imitating bronze appeared. Because these porcelains imitate bronze shapes and patterns, the molding process is extremely difficult and requires very high technical skills from the craftsmen."

At this point, Xiao Xingyu's voice gradually weakened. He fretted over the cigarette box and shook out a cigarette. He turned his head to look at the scenery speeding by outside the window, and realizing that it was not appropriate to open the window, he put the cigarette back.

"What use would she have for those notebooks? They're just a few trial-and-error records." Xiao Xingyu tossed the cigarette into the junk drawer and sighed. "I really don't believe she would do such a thing. I still can't figure it out."

"What's useless to you might be priceless to someone else," Geng Jun said regretfully. "You've probably seen Lin Yin's suicide note and video. She admitted to her crimes. And the way she taped the door shut to prevent the smell of gas from escaping and being discovered by neighbors shows she was absolutely determined to die."

"Admit the crime..." Xiao Xingyu pondered, slowly leaning his head back in his chair, closing his eyes and sighing, "But she didn't reveal the whereabouts of the five notebooks."

"The police have taken all her communication devices for investigation, and there will be results soon." Geng Jun comforted him.

An hour later, Geng Jun drove Xiao Xingyu and Zhang Moyan to the funeral home to pay their respects. Lin Yin's two brothers greeted them, while her father and grandparents only exchanged greetings without saying much.

The elderly have to face the pain of losing their loved ones, and the reason for Lin Yin's suicide is somewhat chilling. The elderly people have to face the pain of losing their loved ones, and the unbearable reality. Their hearts have been hit hard, and they all look very sad, painful, resentful and desolate.

Zhang Moyan followed Xiao Xingyu and bowed three times to Lin Yin's coffin. Looking back at Lin Yin's weeping relatives, an indescribable emotion rose in her heart.

Family love is so precious. No matter how big a difficulty a person faces, he should not choose suicide if he thinks of his relatives.

Upon learning that Lin Yin's mother was packing her belongings at Lin Yin's residence, Xiao Xingyu decided to go over and see this distant cousin. Geng Jun then sent him and Zhang Moyan downstairs to Lin Yin's apartment.

It was almost evening, the sky was gradually getting darker, the street lights in the community were already on, three or five children were still playing on roller skates under the urging of their grandparents, the aroma of food from several neighbors wafted through the corridor... Life went on as usual, and human sorrows and joys were not shared.

When entering the corridor, several decoration workers came towards us, each holding a sack of home decoration waste in their hands, and complained loudly about the homeowner's stinginess.

"careful!"

A worker's sack was holding a long wooden plank, which nearly hit Xiao Xingyu's right hand. Zhang Moyan quickly pulled him towards her, and Xiao Xingyu dodged the plank in time, but his left arm struck Zhang Moyan's chest hard, sending both of them into a state of shock.

Geng Jun's footsteps came from behind, and the two of them went upstairs as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Xingyu pressed the doorbell to Lin Yin's house twice, and it was Zhou Xia who opened the door. As soon as she opened the door and saw Xiao Xingyu, Zhou Xia's expression flashed with a look of bewilderment. When she saw Zhang Moyan behind him, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved downwards. When her eyes swept over Geng Jun, she adjusted her smile to a more or less peaceful tone: "You're here, come in!"

Zhang Moyan knew that she was not welcome by Zhou Xia.

"Brother Xingyu, your hand injury looks serious..." Zhou Xia was holding shoe covers at the entrance and was about to squat down to put them on Xiao Xingyu.

"Zhou Xia, I can come by myself!" Xiao Xingyu took the shoe covers from her and turned back to look for Zhang Moyan, only to see Zhang Moyan still staring at the door lock intently.

"Mo Yan?" Xiao Xingyu called her.

Zhang Moyan came back to her senses and walked over, taking the shoe covers from the young master and putting them on each of his feet. Xiao Xingyu's poor self-care these past few days had made these tasks very natural for Zhang Moyan.

Geng Jun looked at Zhou Xia, who was a little depressed, and handed her the car keys: "Miss Zhou, I've sent everyone to their destination. I'll be leaving first."

Zhou Xia took the key: "Let's have dinner together?"

"No, it's convenient for me to eat at the hospital. I also have a lecture scheduled at 7:30," Geng Jun waved his hand. "Remember to take a video of your meal and send it to me!"

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