Qin Hongfei looked over and saw Jiang Musheng approaching Ms. Xia. Her eyes suddenly turned hostile, and she walked past with dead fish eyes and knife-like eyes.

Although they confirmed that it was their people, Qin Hongfei and others still reserved their attitude towards Jiang Musheng's words.

After that call, Tang Jinnan asked her directly what she thought of Jiang Musheng's words.

Qin Hongfei's answer was to listen to two points and keep eight points, not even three points.

What this guy said was true and false, and she didn't know which ones were true and which ones were false.

But he didn't dare to tell his real identity. If he didn't have reservations, why didn't he dare to reveal his real identity? It was nothing more than that his real identity involved something and couldn't be said. However, it has come to this point and it is almost clear. What is involved that caused him to be reserved about his identity?

Obviously, this real identity should be related to them, so it can't be mentioned.

If it was a stranger, someone she didn't know, or someone who was not related, she couldn't think of a reason not to tell him.

Tang Jinnan was more direct, saying that he had asked Zhou Yiming for the information of all the members of Team 203 on the second floor, but it would take time to retrieve it after more than ten years.

Jiang Musheng was a member of the second floor, so he must have been one of the people who entered the second floor.

Several young people stared at his back as he approached Ms. Xia, which was unfriendly.

Jiang Musheng's scalp was numb from being stared at, and he said in his heart, is it really that serious?!

He sighed, and then made a request to Xia Lu.

After hearing his request, Xia Lu turned to look at him: "You want to get close to Jiang Ke? How close? Lie down?"

Jiang Musheng's lips twitched, "Not really! I just want to get closer to him and say goodbye."

Xia Lu stared at him in silence, and said half-heartedly, "That's fine."

Jiang Musheng immediately smiled, "Thank you."

Xia Lu said, "You're welcome. Although you hid my husband for more than ten years, I am also very grateful that you collected his body." After a pause, she continued, "Since you collected the bodies of my husband and others, it means that you should be someone my husband knows. I heard that... my husband saved you?"

Jiang Musheng "That's not quite right. To be precise, my life was given by Brother Jiang Ke. So Ms. Xia, you don't have to worry that I will do anything bad to your child."

Xia Lu said, "I'm not worried. I don't believe you, but I believe in Jiang Ke's vision."

Xia Shangxu brought Kang Wenjing over, "Sister."

Xia Lu turned around and started chatting with them.

Jiang Musheng got permission and walked over to Qin Jiangke. The box was placed on the table, covered with Hua Xiahong, which belonged to Qin Jiangke. He stretched out his hand and put it on. Various images flashed through his mind, and his emotions suddenly became sad: Jiang Ke, I am here to send you on behalf of others.

Brother, your wife is right, but she also missed a paragraph.

Qin Jiangke is not only good at judging people, but it is also difficult for you to have bad thoughts when you are around him. Qin Jiangke is kind. His kindness can easily make people clearly perceive their own ugliness, and then be led by him unconsciously. The people in the Qinshi case are like this, and so is he - if it weren't for that trace of kindness surrounding him, Jiang Musheng's eyes slowly sank and his fists tightened.

As if sensing something, Tang Jinnan looked at him and stared at his hand from a distance - and in an instant, Jiang Musheng also retracted his hand, bent towards Qin Jiangke, then turned around and met his eyes.

Tang Jinnan did not retract his gaze, but continued to stare at him for a long time before slowly turning away.

Jiang Musheng paused and thought to himself, I'm probably overthinking it.

A few hours later, Xia Lu personally buried Qin Jiangke in the cemetery. The tombstone was officially erected, and his photo was pasted on it, forever frozen in the time of more than ten years ago.

There were many flowers in front of the tombstone.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Xia Lu did not cry anymore, but leaned against the tombstone, her fingers constantly stroking the photo album, her forehead slightly leaning against it, silently saying in her heart, Jiangke, wait for me.

Instead, it was the others who sobbed at this moment.

Qin Hongfei and his three siblings stood in the front row, and the first one standing on the right side lit incense and burned paper in front of the tombstone.

Qin Hongfei stared at the photo on the tombstone. The person in the photo was very young. Qin Jiangke and Xia Lu were really young when they got married. Even when they were born, he was still very young. When he passed away, he was not even 30 years old. He was only in his twenties, younger than Teacher Zhou.

Thinking of this, he felt even more melancholy.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the photo. Then he looked around.

Tang Jinnan and others looked at her in confusion, "What are you looking at."

Qin Hongfei held up her face and said seriously, "I'm wondering, could his soul be around?"

"Don't they say that after a person dies, the soul will definitely return to the funeral? Then assuming there is a soul, is Dad around now watching us?..."

"It is said that people will turn into butterflies after they die, but there are no butterflies..." Qin Fei also looked at it and said, "Then there shouldn't be any."

"There is no basis for turning into butterflies, and it's been more than ten years." The chief said with a cold face and squinting eyes, "The butterflies may be dead, but the souls may have been sleeping in the box. Why are you looking at me like that..." "

I thought you would say don't be superstitious." Qin Fei complained in a low voice, "You guys are a bunch of scientists, studying ghosts and gods here..."

"There are many things that science cannot explain." Tang Jinnan said, "At least so far, science has not confirmed that there is no soul in the world."

Well!

This is also nonsense.

Qin Yan went to see Qin Hongfei, you should be more realistic.

As a result, he heard Qin Hongfei muttering, "Find some time to study the soul catcher. Maybe we can really catch something..."

Qin Yan: "..."

Qin Fei was also shaken by what they said, and couldn't help but stretch out her fingertips and mutter.

Meng Yu asked, "What are you doing?"

Qin Fei said, "Didn't you say there is a soul? I'll give it a try. Dad, if you were here, you could respond to me. For example, a gust of wind? A thunder? Or..."

Qin Yan rubbed his brows and said, "A gust of wind and a thunder? Do you think it's the Thunder God?"

However, just as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly rose up, and a small white chrysanthemum swayed and fell on Qin Fei's fingertips.

Meng Yu; "Huh?"

Concubine Qin: "Wow."

Qin Hongfei: "Ah."

Shou: "Is this okay?"

Qin Yan: "......"

Several people stared at the small chrysanthemum in amazement.

Concubine Qin was excited; "Just now, did you see it?"

Tang Jinnan nodded and said, "I saw it."

Qin Hongfei also nodded, "I saw it too."

Shou looked around suspiciously, even though he just lied to comfort them, his worldview was a little broken now.

Qin Fei said excitedly, "It must be Daddy...right, Fei?"