It was two days later that the hot search was finally investigated.

Xu Qingzhi looked at the message sent by the other party. Perhaps because he had experienced too many ups and downs, he was not surprised at all by such a result. There was only a very slight bitter feeling in his throat.

I want to say something, but I don't know what to say.

The person who took the lead in this matter was actually Aunt Xiu.

The person who is expected but unexpected.

After all, if a piece of news wants to quickly become a hot topic and be seen by the public, there must be a driving force behind it.

The person who took the photo immediately after Sissi committed suicide must have been the person closest to her.

Because Xu Qingzhi deliberately protected Xixi's privacy, their address was not disclosed on the Internet.

Even if an outsider sees someone calling 120, how would they know that it was sleeping pills, or know the specific identity of the person.

If, think about it carefully, the reversed public opinion, the sleeping pills that were not watched...

Xu Qingzhi never hesitated to think the worst of people, but he just felt that it was unnecessary.

She paced in the living room, thinking about how to deal with this problem.

Currently, the scumbag from the Wei family is on bail pending trial. Public opinion on the Internet keeps reversing, and it is the Wei family who is pushing behind the scenes to give the scumbag a light sentence.

After Sissi committed suicide, many netizens sympathized with her and felt that she was very pitiful.

But today, public opinion turned around again. Aunt Xiu's phone number was previously made public when she sought help online. Because of the suicide incident two days ago, many netizens transferred money to Aunt Xiu's ZFB based on her phone number.

Aunt Xiu did not return the money.

Considering the rhythm of receiving gifts during live broadcasts and the solid evidence of accepting money from the Wei family, someone did the math and according to incomplete statistics, Aunt Xiu has earned more than one million.

The direction of public opinion kept changing, and those who took the initiative to transfer money also posted their transfers in the comment section, some of which were large transfers of tens of thousands.

The trend of the victim's mother making money has prompted netizens to talk to Auntie Xiu and disclose these details to find out where the money was spent.

Xu Qingzhi's heart beat twice with inexplicable uneasiness.

The cell phone in my hand vibrated. It was Aunt Xiu.

Xixi stayed in the hospital for one day and then went back, saying that she didn't like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

The girl contacted her and said that she had received the concert tickets and asked her to come and get her ticket when she was free.

The two of them had made an appointment to go to a concert together, and they didn't have to get tickets. Xu Qingzhi knew it, and the other party knew it too.

But the other party said: "Sister, I just want to see you. Seeing you, I seem to like this world a little more."

Xu Qingzhi had no reason to refuse. He had been busy with the cooperation with the Agricultural University on rice seeds these days, and he made an appointment with her to meet in three days, which was today.

"Ms. Xu, Xixi...she's gone."

Xu Qingzhi stared at the tall green trees outside the window without blinking. She walked towards the garage. It's not like she had never encountered death before, but considering the little girl's condition in the past few days, she still couldn't believe it and asked, "Aunt Xiu, what do you mean?"

The person on the other end of the call couldn't help crying.

The moment Xu Qingzhi opened the car door, Aunt Xiu spoke incoherently: "Xixi cut her wrists, wuwu... When I came back, it was too late, too late..."

Xu Qingzhi thought of the girl with a pair of beautiful grape eyes. A few days ago, she was still sweetly calling her sister.

After hearing such bad news, her fingers trembled a little as she got into the car. Her strong mental strength allowed her to get into the car calmly and fasten her seat belt.

"I'm driving over now."

Xu Qingzhi threw his phone aside and drove towards the community.

The last time I came here, it was clearly less than a week, but it felt like a long time had passed.

Still on the first floor, same scene.

But the room with narrow space for movement was no longer closed but open.

All I saw was blood, lots of blood. The girl lying on the bed was motionless, her face was pale, but her eyes were always open.

"I've called the funeral home and they're on their way." A middle-aged man walked over and said.

Xu Qingzhi turned around and saw him. Aunt Xiu sobbed and introduced them to each other: "Aqiang, this is Miss Xu. Miss Xu, this is my boyfriend, Aqiang."

After greeting each other awkwardly but politely.

Ah Qiang was far away, as if he felt that there was bad luck inside and didn't want to get involved, so he urged: "Go and close her eyes quickly, the people from the funeral home will be here soon, it's really scary to see her like this."

Aunt Xiu reached out and covered Xixi's eyes, but when she took her hand away, her eyes were still open.

Aunt Xiu collapsed and said, "I can't cover it. I tried, but I can't cover it!"

She covered her face, not knowing whether she was collapsing because of the pain of losing her daughter, or because she couldn't fulfill the man's instructions, or both.

Xu Qingzhi stepped forward and said, "Let me try."

Aunt Xiu nodded in agreement and stepped aside.

Xu Qingzhi stretched out his hand and covered it.

In an instant, all the girl's memories of her life flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.