"Don't worry, you won't die for the time being." Yan Muhuai finally stopped coughing and gently comforted Lin Ce.
In his mind, the system was desperately trying to explain the warning it had just issued. "Master Host, you should be able to hear it, right? That prompt tone is different from my voice. It wasn't me who told you to continue to pursue the hero. That was an automatic trigger program that the main system forced me to add. I have no way to control it!"
"I thought this program would disappear along with the previous host. I didn't expect that the mission would still be triggered when the hero was in the same city as you. Host, please don't kill me, okay? Although the mission to capture the hero is impossible to complete, we can work very hard to do good deeds and accumulate merit. As long as we have enough merit, we won't be afraid of losing our lifespan due to mission failure, right?"
Thirty-five was extremely cautious and trembling with fear, fearing that Yan Muhuai would crush it as soon as he recovered.
But Yan Muhuai didn't want to argue with it right now. He just replied coldly, "Shut up now. I'll slowly settle the score with you after I've resolved the matter with my aunt."
Thirty-five immediately became as quiet as a chicken, not daring to make another sound.
Having just gained 100 merit points, Yan Muhuai's life span was extended by one day, and his chest felt less congested. The cough was mainly caused by the warning issued by the system.
The destination was still a long way off, and Yan Muhuai didn't have time to talk to Thirty-Five. He was anxious to ask Lin Ce, "What do you mean by saying I'm your only relative?"
Yan Tangxue was indeed gone, and Lin Ce didn't want to recognize his scumbag father, which Yan Muhuai could understand.
But aren't Yan Muhuai's parents also Lin Ce's relatives? No, now it should be said that they are adoptive parents, because Thirty-Five has already said that he is not their biological child.
Lin Ce suppressed his sadness and said, "My mom had an accident, and my uncle and aunt died in a car accident last year. You are the only relative left, right? Could it be that what you just said was a lie? You don't plan to have me anymore, do you?"
He still vividly remembered how he was sent back from the capital, and his trust in Yan Muhuai was not as great as before.
"What did you say? Your uncle and aunt died?" After Yan Muhuai asked this question with difficulty, he felt such pain in his chest that he couldn't breathe. Blood rushed up his throat, but he forced it back.
Without waiting for Lin Ce to answer, he shouted thirty-five times in his mind, "System! Did you do this?"
Thirty-five's previous host felt that his adoptive parents in the countryside would affect his wealthy life, so it was not impossible for him to create an accident and kill them!
"No! No! Absolutely not!" Thirty-five was frightened by Yan Muhuai's tone and denied it in a trembling voice, "Neither the previous host nor I have heard of this matter. Our energy for the past three years has basically been focused on how to conquer the male protagonist, and we haven't paid much attention to anything else."
Yan Muhuai didn't think the system was lying, and he believed it didn't have the courage to lie to him, so he remained silent for a while.
Lin Ce looked at him worriedly, "Brother, are you really seriously ill? You don't even remember this kind of thing?"
"Yes!" Yan Muhuai rubbed his temple. "I have a tumor in my brain, which has affected my memory. Tell me more about it later."
Thirty-five, forced to become a tumor: ...
Hearing this, the sixteen-year-old boy, regardless of being in the taxi, burst into tears like a three-year-old child.
"We are on our way to see my mother's body, and you told me that you have a terminal illness. I just skipped classes to surf the Internet for a day and a night. I didn't break any heavenly rules. Why do you treat me like this?" Lin Ce cried and shouted.
The duck-like voice of the driver, who was in the process of voice change, suddenly let out a howl. The driver almost lost his grip on the steering wheel and rushed into the green belt on the side of the road.
"Who told you that I have a terminal illness? Didn't I tell you that I won't die for the time being? We are almost there, hurry up and put it away." Yan Muhuai glanced out the window. Three years ago, he also often came to Yan Tangxue's house to play with Lin Ce. Now seeing the familiar environment, his vague memories became clearer and clearer.
After arriving at the place, Lin Ce paid the fare while sobbing. After getting off the car, he wiped his eyes fiercely twice, making his demeanor become fiercer.
He came back not only to see Yan Tangxue's body, but also to settle accounts with his beastly father. He couldn't walk in with red eyes and fall into disgrace.
"Brother, you are not in good health now. Just hide behind me after you go in. Lin Jinshui is a waste. I can beat him." After Lin Ce finished speaking, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and was about to take Yan Muhuai into the courtyard with murderous intent.
"I believe you, but call the police before you go in." There is a homicide inside the door, and in this society ruled by law, you must first find the police.
It’s his fault that he just came back from another world and is not used to it yet, so he only remembered to call the police now.
Lin Ce only had a fierce appearance at the moment, but his mind was actually blank and he was completely unable to think. He just did whatever Yan Muhuai said.
Yan Tangxue's house is a small detached house that she built herself with a large yard. All the money she earned was from her own company, while her husband Lin Jinshui was only responsible for eating, drinking, having fun, and beating his wife.
However, Yan Tangxue was not the kind of woman who would allow herself to be bullied. She always fought to the death with Lin Jinshui. This time, she lost her life because the other party found a mistress to help him.
When Lin Ce kicked the door open, Lin Jinshui and the mistress were sitting around the dining table eating hot pot.
There were plates of dark red meat slices on the dining table. In the steam rising from the pot, Yan Tangxue's incomplete ghost was wailing in pain.
Lin Jinshui and Xiao San could not see Yan Tangxue's ghost, but Lin Ce, who had his Yin-Yang eyes opened by Yan Muhuai, saw it at a glance.
Lin Ce knew what was going on in this scene without Yan Muhuai saying anything.
"Lin Jinshui, I'm going to kill you!" Lin Ce shouted angrily and rushed into the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.
Lin Ce moved too quickly, and the weak Yan Muhuai had no time to stop him. Lin Jinshui and the mistress probably didn't expect them to come back at this time. They were a little scared and sat in their chairs without moving.
"Ah!" Seeing Lin Ce coming out with a bloodstained kitchen knife, the mistress in a sexy suspender skirt screamed, stood up and hid behind Lin Jinshui.
Lin Jinshui has been drinking and gambling for years and lacks exercise. He looks tall and strong, but is actually fat. He was pulled by the mistress by inertia and almost fell off the chair.
But he still pretended to be calm and pointed at Lin Ce, "What do you want to do, little bastard? Your mother ran off with a strange man last night. She and I are divorced. You followed your mother. This is my home. Get out!"
Lin Jinshui didn't know that Yan Muhuai and Lin Ce had already seen Yan Tangxue's ghost and were well aware of his murderous deeds. He even perfunctorily responded to Lin Ce according to the lines he had previously agreed with Xiao San.
"Bastard!" Seeing the table full of meat, Yan Tangxue's screams ringing in his ears, and Lin Jinshui throwing dirty water on her, Lin Ce's eyes were bloodshot, and he lost all his rationality. He raised the kitchen knife and chopped at him!
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