Chapter 302 Going to J City to Collect Zhichu's Body
Qin Mo staggered, and at that moment, he seemed to be hallucinating...
Not long after he left, Shen Zhichu filed for divorce from Li Jingshen. Was it because his father gave false testimony in court saying that she was mentally ill and secretly transferred 800 million yuan of marital property that Shen Zhichu was unable to divorce?
Qin Mo's ears were buzzing and his body was shaking. While he was working hard on research abroad to save Shen Zhichu, his family was pushing Shen Zhichu into a desperate situation step by step. Even asking for help was a luxury for her.
Qin Mo thought a lot in an instant. He didn't want to believe what Shen Xiuli said, but when he thought about the evasive look in his parents' eyes after he came back and their attitude of avoiding talking about Shen Zhichu, everything could be explained.
Shen Xiuli stiffened his neck, his eyes bloodshot like an angry lion. He stood up and grabbed Qin Mo's clothes at his chest.
"You're right, I'm not worthy of being her brother because I've never acknowledged her, but what about you, Qin Mo?"
——But what about you? Qin Mo.
Do you think you've been good to Shen Zhichu? When she was dying and struggling for help, not only did you fail to save her, but your family also pressed her head down to hell.
Chen Zhichu is not afraid of hell. What she fears is the person who pushes her into hell—not the vicious and evil person, but the person she once regarded as a relative and gave her heart to.
Qin Mo staggered after being pushed by Chen Xiuli. He stood there in a daze, the tears on his face drying and then getting wet again, his soul already in hysterics.
"I'm not a human being. I hurt her. I'm sorry for her. I clearly said that I would take her away if she wanted to leave, but what did I do..."
Qin Mo grabbed his hair randomly and squatted on the ground. He was so sad that he seemed to have let out all the sadness in his soul. He cried out of breath.
The image of Shen Zhichu banging his head in the courtroom, blood all over his body, appeared in his mind.
She clearly wanted to live so much, but was forced to commit suicide by hitting her head against the wall.
——All of them were accomplices in the death of Shen Zhichu.
Qin Mo's face was as pale as rice paper, his lips were as green as lotus root, and he wondered in a trance, what qualifications did he have to blame Chen Xuli?
Shen Xiuli didn't feel much better. He tried to shirk responsibility, but could he really shirk responsibility for Shen Zhichu's death?
He wished Shen Zhichu would die, but after she really died, he realized that she was his only relative. If she died, he would really be the only one left.
Shen Xiuli choked with sobs and squatted on the ground, crying breathlessly. He wiped the tears from his face with his left hand, and his eyes were sore from wiping.
Qin Mo stammered, "I don't believe Zhichu is dead..."
Chen Xiuli took out his phone and put it at Qin Mo's feet: "The first caller ID shows the number that called me yesterday. Check it yourself."
"You didn't check?"
Shen Xiuli did not answer, but hung his head and cried inconsolably. To be honest, he did not dare to investigate.
He was stunned from the moment he received the call to the moment he hung up yesterday, and he has been stunned until now. He didn't dare to think that Shen Zhichu was dead.
Qin Mo gritted his teeth, bent down, and reached out with trembling hands to pick up the phone, then looked up the number and found it was the number of the J City Public Security Bureau.
Qin Mo didn't believe it, so he went to check the recent news about the fire that killed people in J City. Sure enough, he saw a piece of gossip on December 25th.
On the day of Li Jingshen's engagement, the large screen playing the engagement video malfunctioned, accidentally linking to a surveillance video that revealed a scene of flames. In a closed-off room on the first floor, near a French window, a thin figure was engulfed in the blaze. She struggled and slapped against the window in pain, her blood covering the glass.
A banner headline is then linked below the video.
At 12:30 on December 25, a fire broke out unexpectedly in the villa on xx Island, and 27-year-old Shen unfortunately died in the fire.
Qin Mo's face was pale, as if he had been burned by the phone. He retracted his hands and the phone fell to the ground with the screen facing Shen Xiuli.
Shen Xiuli lowered his head, and his eyes happened to meet the subtitle. Suddenly, the world in front of his eyes spun, and he collapsed to the ground without any strength.
"Is it her?"
——Is it her?
Qin Mo burst into tears upon hearing this. He could deceive himself that there were many similar people in this world with the same name and age, but how could he explain the face reflected on the floor-to-ceiling window in the video?
How do you explain the "live" video that suddenly appeared on the big screen at Li Jingshen's engagement ceremony?
Qin Mo sobbed: "You are right, we are not worthy... We are all her murderers..."
Qin Mo's words were like a boning knife stabbing into his chest, pulling out his ribs. Shen Xuli lowered his eyelashes, and tears fell along his eyelashes.
He remembered that two years ago, he tricked Shen Zhichu into an underground casino, and Chen Jiaxing forced her to drink red wine with anesthetics. The red wine flowed from the corners of her mouth and looked like spit blood.
At that time, he left her without hesitation and ran away alone. Shen Zhichu trembled and called him behind her.
——"Brother...are you really going to leave me...and go alone?" The smile on Shen Zhichu's face was uglier than crying.
That was the last time he remembered Shen Zhichu calling him "brother", when he left her alone two years ago.
Shen Zhichu is a person who never admits defeat easily. Even when faced with difficult and painful things, he will swallow his anger and endure it.
That was the first time she "begged" him, but he abandoned her.
When he cursed Chen Zhichu to death, he didn't feel that he would lose anything until she was really gone and he cried uncontrollably.
My mother has been gone for twenty-seven years, my father has been gone for three years, and my sister is gone too...
He lost his only relative. No one would let him vent his anger by scolding them anymore, no one would give him money, and no one would call him "brother" in a soft voice anymore.
Shen Xiuli suddenly remembered something that happened a long time ago.
His mother, who was pregnant, held his hand and placed it on her swollen belly. She asked him softly, "Do you want a brother or a sister?"
"I want a sister."
"When your little sister is born, you must protect her well and don't let her get hurt. If she cries, you must comfort her. If she's hungry, you must feed her. If anyone bullies her..."
Little Shen Xiuli raised his little fist and said, "If anyone bullies my sister, I'll beat him until he cries!"
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Shen Xiuli couldn't stop her tears from falling. Why did she suddenly forget all this?
He has always been the one who bullies his sister the most.
Shen Zhichu died in a fire in the cold winter and never returned home... Shen Xiuli only felt a severe pain in his heart, and was heartbroken and unable to take care of himself.
He stood up shakily, holding on to the wall: "I want to bring her back."
Qin Mo said hoarsely: "I'll go with you."
The two of them booked flight tickets on the same day, but the tickets to J City at noon were fully booked, so they had to postpone it to four or five in the afternoon.
Qin Mo went back home and picked up his unpacked luggage.
Seeing him in a hurry, Mother Qin asked, "Son, where are you going now that you just got back?"
Qin Mo was pulling his suitcase. When he heard Qin's mother's question, his body stiffened, his eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's go to J City to collect Zhichu's body."
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