As the long-lost son of the Lu family in Jiangzhou, Lu Yi originally thought this was heaven's favor upon him, but the truth was far from it.
Seventeen years of destitution did not earn h...
Fan Huijun's lawyer friend was very perceptive.
After watching Lu Yi finish signing, she said some comforting words to him and then left.
Fan Huijun glanced at the contents of the paper and frowned.
“I asked Uncle Lu, and he said that your adoptive father gave it to him before he died, and he didn’t know what the meaning of this piece of paper was.”
"However, this looks like an information collection form from many years ago... Wait, you have rare blood type?"
Although the age field has been changed, the identity information is not complete.
However, Fan Huijun is basically certain that this is the format of the blood donation form before its revision.
On second thought, Lu Yi's adoptive father had passed away five or six years ago.
So, when this form was created, Lu Yi was only a teenager, making it unlikely that he would donate blood.
Unless there were special circumstances that forced us to do this...
Why did his adoptive father keep this document like a treasure?
Fan Huijun stared thoughtfully ahead, the words that had been swirling in her mind but stopped short of coming out.
Hiss!
Lu Yi hesitated for a moment, then tore the paper into several pieces, crumpled them into a ball, and threw them into a nearby trash can.
"Dr. Fan..."
Lu Yi offered no explanation, but instead took out Lu Gengsheng's autopsy report and handed it over.
"There are some parts I don't understand. If you're not too busy, I'd like to ask you to take a look at them for me."
Fan Huijun certainly wouldn't refuse.
She had wanted to ask this question ever since she picked up Lu Yi at the funeral home.
But at that time, Lu Yi had his head down, his pale cheeks were covered with bruises, his lips were dry and chapped, and he held the urn with a blank look in his eyes, as if it would break at any moment.
Fan Huijun couldn't bear to speak anymore.
He then winked at his lawyer friend, signaling her to postpone the execution of the will until after the funeral.
"Okay! This is easy."
"By the way, on my way to pick you up, we passed by the police station and I went in to see Officer Ma. He told me that the case has been closed?"
Lu Yi stopped in his tracks, a barely perceptible hint of sorrow flashing in his clear black and white eyes.
"Officer Ma means that, for the time being, no necessary connection has been found between the damage to the surveillance lines and Uncle Tang's death."
"Even if they have evidence of Fan Tong's theft, it's impossible for them to combine the two cases."
“The police have their own procedures for handling cases, and I have no reason to disagree.”
"But... Dr. Fan, closing the case isn't the end, it's... the real beginning!"
He raised his finger and pointed to the autopsy report, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
Before it could spread, my eyes were already filled with a vast expanse of mist.
Fan Huijun stared at the injury on his face, her bright pupils suddenly shrinking.
"Lu Yi, the car accident this morning was caused by human error, right?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yi composed himself, turned around, and continued walking down the mountain.
Fan Huijun took a few steps to catch up, grabbed his sleeve, and trembled slightly with fear.
"The brake lines on that car showed signs of being loosened, and there were two thumbtacks on the tires... Lu Yi, what else are you trying to hide from me?"
"Do you not trust me, or do you lack confidence in the Fan family?"
A gust of wind blew by, and messy strands of hair obscured Lu Yi's eyes.
He glanced at Fan Huijun, his voice low and hoarse.
“My uncle has already been killed because of me, I don’t want to see a second or a third…”
"Courtesy can guard against gentlemen, and the law can guard against scoundrels. If the law can't do anything about them, why should I drag everyone into this?"
Fan Huijun stood there, stunned.
Looking at the tall, slender figure outlined by the black shirt, I could no longer control my reason.
After Lu Yi had walked a little further away, she took out her phone and made a call.
"Get started on what I asked you to do before!"
Hearing the quick reply from the other end, she took a deep breath, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and looked back at the most inconspicuous corner behind her.
He thought to himself: Old man, I won't go back on my word.
...
The cemetery is closed today.
The open space in front of the gatekeeper was quite lively.
Aunt Liu silently packed her things inside, while Old Liu carried the bulging woven bags out one by one.
Their son was happily running around in the middle of the bag, completely unaware of what was happening.
As soon as Liang Shiyue saw Lu Yi, she rushed forward, stretched out her arms, and hugged his narrow waist tightly.
"Lu Yi, you must take good care of yourself!"
Lu Yi's back stiffened instantly, guessing that she had already seen the video online and was now worried about him.
He felt a pang of pain in his heart, but pretended to be calm as he touched her hair to distract her.
"Fool, how could anything happen to me... What are Uncle Liu and the others doing?"
Liang Shiyue shyly let go of him and put her hands behind her back.
"They are going back to their hometown."
Go back to my hometown?
Lu Yi's eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with astonishment. "Why?"
It must be because of his uncle's death, otherwise why would Lao Liu be willing to quit this comfortable job!
His chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear, and he stared silently at the colorful woven bags.
At this moment, Lao Liu helped the child who had fallen to the ground up, turned around and saw Lu Yi, then quickly bent down and said something to the child.
After the child skipped back to his room, he walked over, brushing the dust off his hands.
"Yi'er, the police tape here was removed early this morning. See if there's anything in Lao Lu's room that we can help tidy up. Just let us know!"
He still had that honest and simple look, his eyes were bloodshot and mixed with a few tiny tears.
When Lu Gengsheng was mentioned, she couldn't help but choke up.
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