"This is it." Cheng Anan parked the car, hung the phone on his chest, and the two walked into a residential building together.
"Don't panic, no matter what happens, don't call the police. We are law enforcement officers."
After Cheng Anan finished speaking, she knocked on a door.
The cat's eye went dark, and the old lady's muffled voice came from the room: "Officer Xiao Cheng, why are you here again?"
Cheng Wenwen knocked hard on the door. "Auntie, we still have something to ask you about Feng Xi's death. Please open the door. You don't want your son to die in vain, do you?"
"I told you I really don't know anything about Feng Xi!" the old lady said anxiously. "That kid Feng Xi never got close to me. He's been a gangster since he grew up, offended a lot of people, and is also a gambler with a ton of debt."
"Please stop bothering me. I know nothing. You are the police, but you don't investigate and instead harass my family all day long. I'm going to sue you."
"I'm so angry that I'm sick. I want compensation from you."
Cheng Wenwen and Cheng Anan: ...
Su Lianyi: ...
[What an unreasonable old lady! Is she trying to scam someone?]
【It is well known that citizens have an obligation to cooperate with police investigations.】
[Is the old lady a relative of the deceased? God, why does she not seem sad at all? She even seems a bit evasive.]
[Luckily, it was a live broadcast. I've recorded the screen. If the old lady wants to scam me, I can provide evidence.]
Cheng Wenwen explained the law to the old lady in detail, and then said seriously: "Please cooperate, otherwise we will have no choice but to apply for compulsory treatment."
The coercion was fake, and the old lady was at most a witness, but she had barely read two books and didn't understand the law, so she still opened the door in panic.
An old, thin face peeked out from the crack in the door. "Ask quickly, and then leave quickly!"
The two siblings finally entered the house.
Mrs. Feng said, "Feng Xi must have been taken away by debt collectors. They killed him. Before that, he had been hiding from his creditors at home."
As he spoke, two lines of tears flowed down his old eyes. "My biological son is not a good person. Fortunately, I have a stepson Feng Man who is filial to me. Otherwise, I don't know how I will live my old age. I might die in the street and no one will know."
Everyone probably understood the story from what Old Lady Feng said.
When she was young, Mrs. Feng married a divorced man who had a son. Later, they gave birth to another son.
The husband died early, and it was Old Mrs. Feng who raised the two children.
Stepson Feng Man had excellent grades in his youth and graduated from a prestigious university. Later, he started a successful business and became a respectable small boss. He was also a filial person and treated his adoptive mother as if she were his own mother.
Her biological son Feng Xi was completely different. He had poor academic performance and at a young age he would go around the streets with a group of bad friends, eating and drinking to his heart's content, causing a lot of trouble. After the school persuaded him to drop out, he did not look for a job, but stayed at home all day relying on his parents and his elder brother.
Eating, drinking and having fun were not enough for Feng Xi, he also got involved in gambling and lost millions. His creditors were asking for repayment all the time. A few days ago, Feng Xi left home. It was probably tortured to death by his creditors. His body was found and sent directly to the police station.
Cheng Wenwen and Cheng Anan looked at each other.
Feng Xi's death was not that simple, otherwise he would not have been sent to their special department.
Old Mrs. Feng hesitated and said, "Please don't embarrass me. I just want to live a good life with my stepson. That ungrateful person can die if he dies."
【Huh? Suddenly I feel so sorry for the old lady.】
[Being pitiful is one thing, but resisting law enforcement and threatening the police is another. Please distinguish clearly.]
"If you don't raise a child, you can still get it back even if you cut off your finger. But if you don't raise a child, it will be difficult to repay in a hundred lifetimes. I have always thought that those who raise other people's children are great."
[Don't worry, Sister Lianyi hasn't said anything yet, so I guess there will be a reversal.]
【Now that you put it that way, I'm not afraid of the knife anymore.】
[Wait! Do you remember what Sister Lianyi said earlier? She said the deceased was raised by his stepmother. Is the deceased really Feng Xi? Feng Xi is the old lady's biological son.]
"Cheng Wenwen."
"Ah?" Cheng Wenwen was suddenly stunned when her life was threatened.
He looked around, but no one called him?
"Cheng Wenwen, stand next to the wooden door on the left and get ready to fight."
Cheng Wenwen: “!!!”
No one else seemed to be abnormal, but he suddenly realized that it seemed that only he could hear this voice!
"Who are you?" he asked in a thin voice, afraid of being noticed by others.
"It's me, the host." Su Lianyi said helplessly, "This is the sound transmission from the sea of consciousness. Only you can hear it. Don't ask too much for now. Stand next to that door. There is a murderer inside. Be careful."
Cheng Wenwen didn't understand why, but subconsciously did what Su Lianyi said. He suddenly felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
Su Lianyi arranged everything and used her special ability to turn up the volume of Cheng Anan's phone.
Old Mrs. Feng was still crying, "It was not easy for me to raise these two children. I suffered a lot. I admit that I felt more sorry for Feng Man, so I neglected Feng Xi's education. This led to him not learning well and embarking on a path of no return. Wuuwuwuwu..."
"Do you really favor your stepson?" Su Lianyi said this in a flat voice.
Having seen too many people like Old Mrs. Feng, she no longer found it strange, but just felt sorry for Feng Man.
Old Mrs. Feng didn't know where the voice came from. She looked around frantically and finally her eyes fell on the policewoman in front of her.
Cheng Anan waved her hand innocently and pointed the phone at her, "Old lady, don't worry. This is a very powerful fortune teller. She can figure out the murderer who killed your son."
"You are police officers, how can you believe in these feudal superstitions? Get out of here! You can't help my son get justice, and you're trying to piss me off! Get out!"
Old Mrs. Feng was frightened, and her face turned visibly pale.
She didn't look like a mother who was happy to avenge her son at all. Instead, she looked extremely guilty.
"Which son of yours are you seeking justice for? The one who truly died unjustly wasn't Feng Xi, but your stepson Feng Man," Su Lianyi said. "You did raise Feng Man, but you weren't as good to him as you say. The reason you didn't abandon him wasn't out of kindness, but because your deceased husband should have left a large inheritance."
"I calculated Feng Xi and Feng Man's horoscopes and found out that their father was wealthy but died young."
A mist passed by Su Lianyi's eyes, and golden light flashed.
She saw something different in it.
Before her death, Mrs. Feng's husband called her to his bedside, apologized to her guiltily, but asked her to raise her stepson Feng Man until he was eighteen years old.
"I plan to divide my property into four parts. You and Feng Xi will take three, and Feng Man will take one. Feng Man is not your biological son, but he is still young. I beg you to keep his share temporarily. When he comes of age, you can return the money to him. I will go to the notary office to have it notarized..."
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