Chapter 372: Drama

Zhao Liqin forgot to greet his father, brothers and sisters when he saw such a scene. He was asked by Ya Bo to sit down with a stunned expression.

Everyone turned their attention back to the woman who was asking for money, and her crazy and random fingers suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked in the direction of the dry and withered finger - the one pointed at was the eldest sister Zhao Liwan who was sitting in the lower position of Mr. Zhao.

"...It's you!" The woman asked for money suddenly shouted, and the white of her eyes that had been rolling up almost completely occupied her eye sockets. With the look of tears in her eyes, she was particularly scary. "

..." Zhao Liwan felt a chill on her back.

"What?" Zhao Er stood up suddenly after being silent in the living room for a few breaths, as if he had not expected all this. "I didn't expect... I didn't expect... Big sister, you wouldn't even let your own brother go? Should I be glad that I'm not as good as my big brother, otherwise would you do the same to me--"

Zhao Liwan's heart sank, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and when she stared at Zhao Er, she frightened Zhao Er and made him look away instinctively.

In her stomach, she was thinking, 'You think too highly of yourself. Even if I killed him, you don't deserve to make me do it.' She had to suppress her rationality several times and grit her teeth to avoid blurting out such inappropriate words at this time.

She clenched her fists tightly, tears welled up in her eyes, and she didn't know whether she was extremely hateful, extremely angry, or extremely afraid.

Yi Jiadong couldn't help but feel sad for her. Thinking of the situation of his family of four brothers and sisters, he imagined that if his brother or sister treated him like this, he would definitely cry his heart out.

But before he could feel sad, the tears in Zhao Liwan's eyes disappeared after she blinked, as if she had never had any emotional fluctuations because of this.

Zhao Liwan didn't say anything, but turned her head to look at her father. She didn't need to explain anything to Zhao Er, she only cared about her father's attitude.

Mr. Zhao's face was pale, and suddenly he held his forehead and lowered his head to hide his expression, as if the tower that had been standing all the time finally couldn't withstand the sea breeze and collapsed.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he wanted to be angry, but the reverence for gods and Buddhas in his bones prevented him from getting angry at Wen Mi Po. But he couldn't make a sound when asked to speak in such a scene.

At some point, he suddenly realized that he was old.

Intense fatigue weighed on his shoulders, sadness eroded his heart, and everything around him seemed to become annoying.

Finally, he slowly turned his head and grabbed Yi Jiayi's wrist, "I'm tired, can Officer Yi help me entertain the guests?"

"..." Jiayi turned back in surprise and met Mr. Zhao's cloudy and sad eyes. All the words stuck in her throat turned into:

"Ya Bo, help the old man go back to his room to rest."

Even though it was inappropriate for her to say or do anything in such an occasion, she still couldn't refuse the old man's request for help.

When all the relatives in the room might be the murderer of the eldest son, outsiders seemed credible...

After Ya Bo helped Mr. Zhao leave, Jiayi turned back.

Everyone in the Zhao family looked at her with strange eyes. Jiayi didn't want to provoke the hostility of all the young masters and young ladies in the Zhao family. Seeing that Yabo sent the old man back to the house, Jiayi came out to call the family doctor. Then she took advantage of Yabo's presence to speak:

"Second Young Master, I will take note of the advice of the beggar. I am sorry to trouble the master to come to my house today. I don't know much about this. I don't know how to thank him appropriately?"

As she said this, she looked at Zhao Er very humbly.

Zhao Er Young Master has been undisciplined all his life. He is not afraid of anything except respecting others.

He has been in a position neither high nor low since birth. His eldest brother is the legitimate son, so he can't compare with him; his eldest sister is capable, so he can't compare with her; his third brother is well-behaved and studious, so he can't learn from him. When he started to grow up and develop self-awareness, he realized his awkward position in his parents' hearts.

When he was a child, he attracted the attention of adults by making noises, in adolescence by rebelling, and when he grew up, he became a playboy .

Of course, it was a vicious cycle all the way, and his relationship with his parents became worse and worse. He also gradually became stereotyped and could never be "good" again.

But once the deepest pain in his childhood was touched, he would still be led by the nose like an instinctive animal.

That was a need he could not resist - respect.

So even though he was very unhappy with the Hong Kong detective that his eldest sister suggested to invite, he still could not refuse Yi Jiayi's attitude that seemed to respect his opinions and everyone's gazes waiting for him to speak.

His throat choked for a moment. This emotion that had been rooted in his heart since childhood first occupied his mind. He pretended to be nonchalant and spread his hands, "Don't worry, I will entertain the master well."

After saying that, he waved and called the assistant of the fortune-teller to help the fortune-teller, who was exhausted and semi-conscious due to the ghost, to rest aside.

He also stuffed the red envelope prepared in advance to the assistant girl of the fortune-teller, and called the maid to take good care of the guest master until the other party recovered and left.

...

Everyone sitting in the living room breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure of meddling in other people's affairs on Yi Jiayi was slightly relieved.

At this time, a warm pressure suddenly came from his shoulders, and he turned his head to meet his eldest brother's concerned and moved eyes.

While no one else was paying attention, Yi Jiadong whispered, "Jiayi, I'm so proud of you. You've really grown up and you've become so great."

The light in his eyes was a light called "proud of my sister." It was a lot of complicated emotions that come from loving her, surging and turning into a layer of moisture in his eyes.

But then he thought that Zhao Liwan didn't cry when she encountered such a thing, so he couldn't cry because he witnessed his sister's gentleness and energy with his own eyes. So before Jiayi responded to him, he took back his hand on his sister's shoulder, faced the table, and took a deep breath, a deep breath...

Jiayi felt warm all over. She just felt that it was really difficult for Mr. Zhao to hand over this family of rich young masters and young ladies to an outsider like her, and she felt overwhelmed. Unexpectedly, in her brother's eyes, she became great.

Sure enough, in the eyes of your loving family, whatever you do is lovable.

With her brother's affirmation, her self-awareness seemed to be much stronger. The discomfort in the unfamiliar wealthy environment was slightly reduced, and she straightened her chest and talked about the matter.

Since Mr. Zhao has delegated power, let's treat it as a trial ground and start working in a big way.

After Wen Mi Po left, Zhao Liqin walked down from upstairs. Zhao Liwan, who was still sitting in the living room in a daze, turned her head and asked:

"How is Dad?"

"He doesn't want to see us." Zhao Liqin stood in the middle of the stairs with a worried look on his face, holding the handrail with his hands, a little dazed.

Zhao Liwan pondered for a while, glanced at Yi Jiayi, and then said to the third young master Zhao Liqin:

"Such a tragedy has happened in our family, relatives have passed away, and the most important thing is to find the real murderer. It doesn't make sense that the murderer is at large, and our family is torn apart."

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at the second young master Zhao Lihao who was leaning against the kitchen door and secretly paying attention to this place: "Second brother, don't think that Officer Yi is a rescuer I invited. In order to avoid suspicion, I have never spoken to Officer Yi alone so far. Officer Yi has always had a good reputation for fair law enforcement in Hong Kong, and with Officers Su Zhixiong and Dai Gui here, not only me, but no one else should be able to influence the truth."

"May I ask Mi Po that I am not here to target my elder sister..." Zhao Er was pointed at on the head for saying this, and after explaining awkwardly, he turned and went upstairs.

Zhao Liwan stared at Zhao Er's back for a while, then turned to ask Yi Jiadong: "Brother Yi, I have booked a very special local restaurant, let's go and try it together."

"Oh, okay." Yi Jiadong responded immediately, he was also looking for an opportunity to comfort Miss Zhao.

"Miss Yi, if you are free, can you come too?" Zhao Liwan invited again.

"I can't, I have an appointment with Officer Su and Officer Dai." Jiayi smiled and thanked: "Thank you, Miss Zhao, for entertaining my brother."

"It's my duty." Zhao Liwan nodded, and asked Zhao Liqin: "Liqin, will you come?"

"..." Zhao Liqin turned to look at his mother. Zhao Lin had just brought out the fruit washed by the servant from the kitchen and was about to go upstairs to visit Mr. Zhao. When she met her son's eyes, she declined Zhao Liwan on his behalf: "Since Liqin is back from school, please stay at home with me. I'll have to trouble Liwan to entertain the distinguished guests. I hope Mr. Yi won't mind."

"It's okay, it's okay." Yi Jiadong said kindly.

Zhao Liwan nodded to Yi Jiadong, and the two walked out of the villa side by side.

...

Soon, only Yi Jiayi was left in the living room. She sat on the sofa and looked up at the corridor that turned to Mr. Zhao's room.

Zhao Liqin and Zhao Lin were whispering side by side. Among the three young masters and one young lady of the Zhao family, only the third young master Zhao Liqin was Zhao Lin's biological son. The others were all born to the deceased previous wife.

Now the suspicion of the women in the Zhao family has been basically ruled out, unless there are women who colluded with outsiders and completely escaped the police pursuit, otherwise the only suspects for the time being are the second and third young masters Zhao.

The third young master Zhao and the deceased are not from the same father and mother, so he is more suspicious.

But the third young master Zhao is still studying and is not in charge of the family business. It will take at least a few years for him to be considered as a successor.

It stands to reason that considering the motive for the murder, the choice of this opportunity has little to do with the third young master Zhao.

On the contrary, Zhao Liwan, who is in his early thirties, has never had love or other hobbies, and has devoted herself to the family business. She may be afraid that in the end, she will get nothing, and should be the most anxious.

Furthermore, Mr. Zhao Er has been known for his extravagant lifestyle for many years. None of the important businesses in the family have anything to do with him. If he and Mr. Zhao Lide don't have a good relationship, once the old man completely gives up power, Mr. Zhao Er's pocket money may be in jeopardy... He should also be anxious.

Jiayi pondered for a long time and sorted out her thoughts. She was about to go out for some fresh air and wait for Su Zhixiong and Dai Gui to send senior chemist Tian Hu back to the police station to see her. As a result, she heard footsteps on the stairs. She turned around and saw Mr. Zhao Er, who had left before, coming back again.

He seemed to have re-cut his short hair. When he approached Yi Jiayi and sat on the sofa opposite her, a fragrance rushed into her nose with his movements.

Jiayi frowned slightly, wondering what he was up to, when she saw Second Young Master Zhao cross his legs and asked her with a smile: "Officer Yi, my dad probably won't be coming down for dinner tonight, and the kitchen will probably just hastily cook some inferior dishes. That would be a poor treat, so how about I treat you to some good food? No one knows better than me which restaurant in Kaohsiung is the best and most delicious."

"..." Jiayi.

Is he trying to find out the details by asking the fortune teller? Is he trying to find out the progress of the investigation or something?

"No, thank you Second Young Master, I really have an appointment with Officer Su and Officer Dai, and I can't break it." Su Zhixiong had already promised to help her make arrangements and secretly take her to the morgue to see the body.

Besides, with the way Second Young Master Zhao thinks, can't he use a regular and normal move for once?

...

...

When she walked out of the villa alone and passed through the courtyard, Yi Jiayi suddenly felt like she was being watched. She

turned her head and looked upward, and soon she caught a glimpse of the curtains of a room on the third floor shaking slightly - that was the bedroom of the deceased Zhao Lide and his wife Zhao Wang Yuqing, and it was also the room that Su Zhixiong, Dai Gui and Tian Hu had just inspected.

She pursed her lips and stared for a while, and suddenly a greeting sounded in her ears. She turned around and saw Su Zhixiong standing outside the villa, waving his arm high.

Jiayi quickly gathered her emotions and strode out the door.