When the police arrived and saw Lin Jinshui and the mistress lying on the ground, they thought the murderer was Lin Ce, who had a fierce look on his face.
As for Yan Muhuai, who was pale and having difficulty breathing on the sofa, he was directly mistaken for a victim by the police.
After some investigation, the police determined that Lin Jinshui, who was lying on the ground with three broken ribs and shattered hand bones, was the murderer.
Lin Jinshui originally denied it, but the police detected that the slices of meat on the table were human flesh. In addition, the mistress, who was frightened by Yan Muhuai's kitchen knife, confessed to their crime of murder. This inhumane murder case was solved effortlessly.
But there were still many things to do, and they still needed to go to the police station to cooperate with the investigation. When they came out, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
During this time, Yan Tangxue's ghost could no longer hold on, so she said her final goodbyes to the two brothers and left completely.
As soon as Yan Tangxue disappeared, Yan Muhuai received another system notification sound.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for helping the wronged soul Yan Tangxue to avenge her hatred. Two hundred merit points as a reward!"
Although it was good news, Yan Muhuai was in a very bad mood and ignored it. Sanshiwu didn't hear his voice, so he didn't dare to express any opinions and could only continue to pretend to be dead.
Lin Ce didn't want to stay in the villa, so he packed up his things and followed Yan Muhuai to his small courtyard.
"Brother, I will live with you from now on and sell that place." After arriving at the locust tree courtyard, Lin Ce spoke to Yan Muhuai.
He is now essentially an orphan. He cannot live in such a big house by himself, and he doesn't want to go back to live there. Besides, Yan Muhuai is sick and needs his care.
"It's up to you to decide." Yan Muhuai leaned on the sofa after being helped into the house by Lin Ce. He no longer had the strength to stand on his own.
He felt around on the sofas, then told Lin Ce, who had been lost in thought since he stopped, "Help me find my phone. I don't know where I dropped it."
Lin Ce came to his senses, searched the living room, then went into Yan Muhuai's room and found his dead cell phone under the bed.
"Let me charge it for you here. Why don't you replace your phone after it was broken like this? I see there is nothing in your room. Didn't you bring anything back from the rich family?" Lin Ce was not mocking him, he was really concerned, but the middle school boy didn't know how to speak with high emotional intelligence.
Yan Muhuai didn't care. "They say they were driven back. What could they have brought back?"
He now hopes to have some savings in his mobile phone, otherwise he will have to rely on Lin Ce, his cousin who just received a huge inheritance, for food.
When Lin Ce heard that his brother didn't have a good life even after marrying into a wealthy family, the little bit of resentment in his heart completely disappeared.
"It's okay, brother. I have money and I will support you in the future." Lin Ce said, patting his chest.
Yan Muhuai felt warmed when he saw Lin Ce's eyes were red, but he still forced a smile to comfort him.
"Then I'll trouble you. While you are free now, please tell me about your uncle and aunt, and how they had the car accident?" Yan Muhuai knew that Lin Ce was very sad at the moment, and he would say anything, as long as he was not left alone, otherwise the child would probably go crazy.
"You really don't remember anything? They went to Beijing a year ago. I don't know whether they wanted to find you or to see their biological son. They had a car accident there, and the body was sent back by the hospital. My mother took care of their funeral." Lin Ce was at school at the time. When he came back from school, the mourning hall was already set up.
The little information he knew was also told to him by Yan Tangxue.
"A car accident on the way to the capital?" Yan Muhuai's face darkened slightly.
"Brother, do you think the death of my uncle and aunt was not an accident? Don't think too much. My mother checked after the accident and didn't find anything suspicious." Lin Ce secretly hated Yan Muhuai in his heart because of his uncle and aunt's affairs.
He believed that if Yan Muhuai had not been greedy for fame and fortune and insisted on returning to the wealthy family, his uncle and aunt would not have gone to the capital, and naturally the car accident would not have happened.
But Yan Tangxue told him that this matter had nothing to do with Yan Muhuai.
"What about their biological son? Has he contacted you in the past three years?" Yan Muhuai temporarily put aside the question of whether the accident involving his adoptive parents was an accident.
"No, he grew up in a wealthy family. Even though he's a fake young master, he definitely doesn't look down on his poor relatives. How could he possibly contact us?" Lin Ce had just finished speaking when his cell phone rang. He gestured to Yan Muhuai and ran outside to answer the call.
Yan Muhuai stood up with the help of the sofa, walked slowly to the altar above the living room, took three incense sticks, lit them, and bowed to the two portraits on it.
The face in the photo was not much different from what he remembered. When he was very young, he heard his neighbors say that he did not look like his parents, but neither of them doubted that they were not a family. They were very kind to him and did their best to give him the best living conditions.
He had already decided that he would come back after graduating from college, find a decent job, and stay with them forever.
But who knew that his body would be stolen, and that they would be separated for a thousand years. When he came back, he was already separated from them by the Yin and Yang.
After paying his respects to his parents, when Yan Muhuai turned around, Lin Ce had already finished answering the phone and came in, but before he could sit down, the phone rang again.
He hung up the phone roughly, and the phone rang again a few seconds later.
This time he picked up the phone angrily, "I already told you I'm busy, stop calling!"
After saying this, Lin Ce hung up the phone and wanted to turn it off.
Yan Muhuai spoke up to stop him, "Your classmates want you to go out and play? Go ahead, just go and relax. I don't need you to take care of me. Just don't stay out all night. I have things to do tomorrow."
After the police send Yan Tangxue's body back, they still have to handle the funeral.
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