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Chapter 1282 Dinner Murder Incident (8)

"Don't!" Ah Mei started to knock on the door like crazy, Ah Le squatted on the ground in fear and covered his ears.

"Let me out, okay?" Amei crawled to Master Yang's feet, tears and snot all over her face: "Ale must live!"

"Get up first!" Master Yang said softly, "You really can't go outside, I didn't lie to you. If you really don't believe it, you can try driving."

He very considerately opened the door for Ah Mui.

"Is there anyone else who wants to go out and try?" Master Yang shrugged distressedly: "I really didn't intend to harm you, how come no one believes it?"

Hong Fu woke up at some point, she ran over without hesitation: "I, I want to go too!"

After she walked away, she found that Li York was still standing there, and she was very puzzled: "Aren't you going with me?"

Li York shook his head and said softly: "I believe in Master Yang. It is too dangerous to drive in such a thick fog."

Hongfu was still hesitating, but Amei, who had already gotten into the car, was already urging: "Hurry up!"

When Hongfu was vacillating, Amei had already driven out.

She rushed out of the right way as if she couldn't see the way clearly.

"mom!"

Hong Fu was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that A Le hadn't gotten into the car yet.

She subconsciously stood in front of Ale and covered the boy's ears with her hands.

In the car, Amei turned on the radio, and a classic piano piece rang in her ears.

Gentle, soothing, melodious,

Ah Mui desperately wanted to press the brake, but unexpectedly the brake was broken.

This is a slow motion shot, recording every frame of Amei's expression.

From panic, anxiety, anger to despair...

Only the sound of music is playing normally, it is so brisk.

When she turned around and saw that her son was not in the car, Ah Mui laughed.

Then she flew out and fell into the abyss.

Many netizens said that this segment is the pinnacle of Tang Yue's acting skills.

Although it was the first character to die among the four sisters, Tang Yue gained quite a lot of discussion.

Back in the movie, Ah Le hugged Hong Fu and cried loudly.

Hongfu said with some fear: "How could it be...how did the brakes break, doesn't she know?"

"It's... really unlucky." Master Yang wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief sadly, and then instructed the maid to make a cup of black tea for Hongfu.

After taking the teacup, Hongfu sat down on the chair in a daze.

"Hi, I'm Doris."

Doris walked to Hong Fu's side, and the two women who were supposed to be at odds comforted each other at this moment.

"You, hello." Hongfu smiled: "I'm sorry, did I cry too much and made you laugh."

Doris immediately shook her head: "Of course not, if the same thing happened to me, I would have been scared to death."

She glanced back at the living room and found that the detective, Mr. King, had disappeared.

Master Yang was chatting with Li York, the crocodile was sitting in a corner in a daze, Jasmine was still writing, A Le went back to his room to sleep, and the maid was making breakfast in an orderly manner.

If the three dead people are ignored, the picture in the house is still very warm.

"I'm sorry," Hong Fu bit her lower lip, "May I ask, did you know Li York before? I actually think you look familiar."

"I'm a model," Doris whispered. "Maybe you've seen me in a magazine. I had a one-night relationship with Lee York."

"I understand." Hong Fu sneered: "He didn't say a word of truth, did he?"

"There should be." Doris paused, then looked up at Li York: "But if he confesses to you, it must be false."

Li York seemed to have heard their conversation, and glanced at the place where they were sitting.

"Two people? You are amazing!" Master Yang was still in the mood to joke.

"Master Yang," Li York changed the subject: "Why don't we go to the third floor to look at the paintings, just as I have some professional questions to ask you."

There was a second of hesitation on Master Yang's face, but he quickly agreed: "Of course, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

After the two left, Mr. Jin suddenly walked out of a house covered in dust.

Jasmine stopped her writing and looked over: "What did you do?"

"Look around in the storage room. It's strange that no one goes there." Mr. Jin lowered his voice, as if he didn't want to be heard.

But the only one closest to them was the deaf-mute maid.

"She can't hear again." Jasmine shook her legs briskly, "You can tell me directly if you have anything."

"I always feel that she can hear." Mr. Jin had no evidence, so he quickly changed the subject: "I just found a photo album from the storage room."

"Photo album?" Jasmine frowned: "Will this kind of thing be placed in the storage room? Isn't it covered with dust?"

"Yes, it's really in the storage room." Mr. Jin secretly glanced at the maid beside him again, only to find that she was still busy with her own business, as if she didn't care what they did. "It seems that it was thrown in there on purpose, I haven't had time to look at it yet."

At this time, Master Yang and Li York had arrived on the third floor, and they stopped in front of a very abstract painting.

The top of this painting is black, and then lines of different colors are separated from the middle, which makes people very depressed.

"What does this painting mean? Master Yang, can you explain it to me?" Li York asked very politely, but he didn't expect Master Yang to be speechless.

He said after a while: "At that time, I was in a depressed mood, so I just drew it casually."

"Casual drawing?" Li York smiled: "That is worthy of you, the master. The random drawing is so amazing, it is really admirable."

At this time, the two people downstairs had already opened the photo album, and the first one was a single photo.

It was a somewhat wretched, timid man.

He was sitting in front of this villa, as if he had been forced to take a photo.

And marked on this photo, this is the owner of this villa, the legendary lonely artist Master Yang.

When the two closed the photo album, they all looked at each other with ugly faces.

Doris and Hongfu glanced at them, "What's wrong with you, why are you looking so bad?"

Hong Fu walked to Jasmine's side, and saw the photo.

A few seconds later, Doris was about to rush over to the pretended Master Yang to make a theory.

"Let's not worry." The crocodile had already sat behind them at some point: "Now the enemy is in the clear and we are in the dark, so we don't need to panic. It's better to wait and see what he will do before we act."

(End of this chapter)