Spoil yourself with Mr. Li next door

Chapter 66 Death Report

Li Muxiao put down his face, watched Qin Zhirou finish speaking, got up and left directly.

Qin Zhirou looked at his back indifferently and had no intention of keeping him. From the very beginning, she was not prepared to have this meal with him at all.

Looking at the time, Qin Zhirou sat there and waited quietly, looking at the door from time to time, the phone rang, Qin Zhirou glanced at it, it was Qin Zhongyan calling, and connected smoothly.

"I still have things to do outside, so I won't go back for dinner tonight."

After briefly speaking, Qin Zhirou hung up the phone, looked at the person who walked in at the door, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth.

Li's villa.

Shi Xinya was sitting on the sofa in the living room, her brows were tightly frowned, just after getting angry, several cups were broken on the floor.

Li Muxiao walked into the door, took a look, didn't say anything, turned around and was about to go upstairs.

"stop!"

Shi Xinya looked at Li Muxiao, snorted coldly, got up and walked to his side, raised her head and looked at him: "What did you do?"

Li Muxiao still didn't speak, and looked at Shi Xinya with a cold face.

"Li Muxiao, have you forgotten, you..."

"Going to eat, with Qin Zhirou."

Li Muxiao looked at Shi Xinya and answered.

Shi Xinya tilted her head, squinted her eyes and looked at Li Muxiao: "It seems that you really don't have a long memory. I've said it many times, you and that Qin Zhirou."

"I'm tired."

Before Shi Xinya finished speaking, Li Muxiao went upstairs.

"Li Muxiao, aren't you afraid?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Li Muxiao didn't turn his head and said a word.

At 02:30 in the morning, Qin Zhirou sat in front of the computer, flipped through the files, stopped and stretched her arms, shook her neck, looked up at the moon outside, she stood up and walked to the French window, counting the days, today It seems to be sixteen, no wonder the moon is so round.

There was a sound from the computer, and Qin Zhirou hurried back to the computer desk, looking at the encrypted file displayed on the computer screen, Qin Zhirou didn't rush to open it, but sat there with a much heavier face than before .

She knew what was in this document, and what it meant after reading it. The excitement in her heart was beyond words. The more this kind of moment, the more nervous she became.

Holding the mouse, when the cursor moved to the encrypted file, the phone next to it rang. Looking at the number, the corner of Qin Zhirou's mouth raised unconsciously: "You're really good, I read you right."

After the two briefly exchanged a few words, Qin Zhirou quickly clicked on the encrypted file, and looked at the photos and content that popped up on it, Qin Zhirou's eyes were fixed, and his face gradually became dignified.

Qin Zhirou, who was reading the encrypted files, didn't sleep well all night. In the morning, she took a simple bath, and when she was about to go downstairs for breakfast, she watched Qin Zhongyan tending the pot of flowers in front of the door.

Qin Zhirou walked over and looked at him curiously: "Isn't this the original potted flower in our house? When did you get it back?"

"Yesterday, our previous villa was sold. The buyer didn't like this flower and was about to throw it away. It was Uncle Zhong who called me and asked me to bring it over."

"Uncle Zhong is still in that yard."

Qin Zhongyan sighed: "Uncle Zhong is too old to bother. He has feelings for that yard. Fortunately, the buyer agreed to let Uncle Zhong stay and continue looking after the yard."

Qin Zhirou nodded after listening. Uncle Zhong's body really shouldn't be tossed too much.

"I raised this flower when I was a child, and I have had feelings for it all these years. I was reluctant to throw it away, so I took it back."

Qin Zhongyan wiped the flowers and leaves carefully, seeing his gentle look, Qin Zhirou pursed his lips and smiled, turned around and walked downstairs.

"Brother, the mining of Yushan has officially started, and the old customers in the past are also very supportive. Although it has not returned to the time when the Qin family was at its peak, but now it can be regarded as a period when it is on the right track and is stepping up."

Qin Zhirou sat at the dining table, took a sip of soy milk, and said while looking at Qin Zhongyan upstairs.

"Those customers are not your skills. I am really convinced. After going through such a big storm, all my customers have oiled their feet."

"Miss, this is specially ordered by the young master."

While speaking, a middle-aged woman brought a bowl of tofu nao, and carefully placed it in front of Qin Zhirou.

Qin Zhirou lowered her head and sniffed, then turned to look at her with surprise on her face: "Aunt Cui, did you do this?"

She nodded, looked at Qin Zhirou and replied with a smile: "I don't know if it suits Miss's taste."

Qin Zhirou took a sip with the spoon, nodded repeatedly, and gave Aunt Cui a thumbs up: "It's delicious, it's exactly the same as my grandma's."

Qin Zhirou ate mouthful after mouthful, unwilling to put down the spoon.

"It's really not easy to invite Aunt Cui here. There are not many people who still make this kind of stone-ground tofu. I saw that you have been tired and have no appetite recently, so I wondered if there is anything to appetize you. Then when I was eating, I happened to pass by Shimo Tofu shop, and Aunt Cui is the owner of that shop."

Qin Zhirou looked at Qin Zhongyan, and kept sending tofu to his mouth.

"As long as the lady likes to eat, then I can rest assured." Aunt Cui didn't talk much, watching the two of them eating, she quietly went back to the kitchen to clean up.

A small bowl of tofu nao soon bottomed out, Qin Zhirou leaned back and yawned involuntarily.

"Didn't sleep well last night?"

"good."

"What are you doing? You still want to hide it from me. Look at your eyes are red. Didn't I tell you that if you have any important matters, you can leave them to me. The little girl always stays up late. But it will be ugly."

Qin Zhongyan looked at Qin Zhirou curling his lips, his eyes became doting and distressed.

"Brother, it's been a long time, why is there no news about the second sister? It's really strange that there is no news from the police. There must be an explanation for people who live or die."

Qin Zhirou closed her eyes, and said these words casually, with a bit of complaint inside and out.

Qin Zhongyan paused while eating, looked at Qin Zhirou, his eyes sank slightly, and he didn't speak.

"Brother, why do I think this matter is very unusual?"

Qin Zhirou opened her eyes and sat up straight suddenly, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Qin Zhongyan looked at Qin Zhirou, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Brother, why do you think Mr. Qiu can't find out? Even he can't find out. Second sister has disappeared from the world?"

"Xiao Rou, we still have to wait patiently for this matter."

"I can't wait. I can't sit still when I think of my second sister's life and death alone. If I can't, I'm going to the police station."

"Xiaorou."

Seeing Qin Zhirou saying that the wind is like rain, Qin Zhongyan quickly stood up and stopped him.

"Xiaorou, I just went to the police station yesterday, it's inappropriate for you to go again today." Qin Zhongyan pulled Qin Zhirou.

Qin Zhirou looked at Qin Zhongyan, tilted his head as if thinking about something.

"Brother, what do you mean? Why do I feel that you don't seem to be in a hurry about the second sister's affairs? Do you know any news?"

"Why am I not in a hurry? Besides, if I know the news, can I not tell you?"

"Right."

Qin Zhirou has always believed in Qin Zhongyan, and did not pay special attention to Qin Zhongyan's dodging eyes.

"There's still something to do at the company, Xiaorou, I'll go there first."

After Qin Zhongyan finished speaking, he hurried out the door without waiting for Qin Zhirou to say anything else.

"When did it get so hot?"

Watching him drive away in a hurry through the window, curled his lips and said something, and then yawned again.

"Aunt Cui will eat it every morning."

After shouting into the kitchen, Qin Zhirou went upstairs.

Qin Zhongyan drove the car, and after dialing the phone, his face slowly sank: "Old Qiu, I am Qin Zhongyan."

In Rongcheng Qiu's other courtyard, Qin Zhongyan walked in, and Qiu Lao had been waiting for him in the courtyard.

Seeing Qin Zhongyan enter the door, Old Qiu pointed to the chair next to him.

"I'll let you come over when I'm so busy."

"Mr. Qiu worked hard for my family's affairs, so it's only right for me to come over."

Qin Zhongyan put down the gift in his hand, sat on the chair, looked at Mr. Qiu and said.

Old Qiu was drinking tea and kept looking at the ground in the distance, as if he was thinking about something. Qin Zhongyan sat next to him and didn't make a sound, for fear of interrupting his train of thought.

"I also understand what you mean on the phone. If there is no explanation for such a long time, Xiao Rou will definitely be anxious. How about this? Tell Xiao Rou Ming about this matter."

"Speak directly, I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it."

Qin Zhongyan also felt sorry for Qin Zhirou, fearing that she would get angry in a hurry.

"Paper can't hold fire. She has to know about this sooner or later. Instead of waiting for her to ask the police station one day, it's better to tell her now."

Qin Zhongyan was silent for a while, then nodded with a long sigh.

"If it's hard for you to say, let me tell you about this matter. If that girl Xiaorou knows, no matter what the reaction is, I can still control it."

"Let me tell you."

When the car drove into the yard, Qin Zhongyan didn't get out of the car in a hurry. He sat in the car and looked at the kraft paper bag above the passenger seat. He picked it up and took out a document with clear words on it: Death Report card.

Touching Qin Mengzhao's name on the death report, Qin Zhongyan's eyes turned red for a moment. He knew about this from Mr. Qiu a week ago, and he was secretly sad for a week, and he didn't know how to tell her.

After collecting the documents and adjusting his mood, Qin Zhongyan got out of the car, and every step he took upstairs was extremely heavy as if filled with lead.

At Qin Zhirou's door, Qin Zhongyan looked at the kraft paper bag in his hand, and slowly raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Master, the lady hasn't come back yet."

Aunt Cui heard that Qin Zhongyan had been knocking on the door, and went upstairs to tell.

Qin Zhongyan nodded, and went back to the room with the documents. When he heard that Qin Zhirou was not at home, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Although this matter had to be discussed sooner or later, a minute of relaxation counted as a minute.

With the flicker of the car lights outside, Qin Zhongyan's mood that had just calmed down suddenly lifted again, and hurried to the window, watching Qin Zhirou get off the car, his nervous heart almost jumped out.

"Big brother."

Before Qin Zhongyan went out to find her, Qin Zhirou knocked on the door of his room.

You can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day of the junior high school. This matter will have to be said sooner or later.

Qin Zhongyan opened the door, looked at Qin Zhirou, and before he could speak, he watched Qin Zhirou walk in directly, with an unusually ugly expression on his face.

"Brother, let me tell you something, you must hold on."

Qin Zhongyan's mind was filled with question marks. He should have said this to Qin Zhirou, but why did it turn around? Seeing that Qin Zhirou's expression was not right, he nodded: "Go ahead."

Qin Zhirou took out the brown paper bag from her bag.

When he saw this kraft paper bag, his heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously glanced at the kraft paper bag he had brought back on the table.

Following Qin Zhongyan's gaze, Qin Zhirou also noticed the kraft paper bag, and frowned. She walked over to pick up the bag on the table, and when she took out the death report from it, her face suddenly turned cold.

Qin Zhongyan coughed unnaturally.

"Brother, you also know today."

Qin Zhirou's eyes were red, she looked at Qin Zhongyan as he asked, lowered her eyelids, looked at the report card in her hand, and kept shaking her head.

"No wonder there is no result for such a long time, it turns out that the second sister"

The voice was choked in her throat, Qin Zhirou had tears in her eyes, she bit her lip to hold back, and the tears still fell on the death report with a thud.

"Brother, second sister she...she."

Before Qin Zhirou finished speaking, she threw herself into Qin Zhongyan's arms, unable to control her grief any longer.

When she cried like this, Qin Zhongyan couldn't hold back anymore, and his tears were spinning.

"Big Brother, Second Sister is dead, Second Sister is dead, Big Brother, I haven't even seen the last one."

Qin Zhirou's body kept shaking while crying.

"Xiaorou, you can't come back from death, let's find a time to bring your second sister back."

Qin Zhongyan's voice became hoarse, and he comforted Qin Zhirou as comforting himself.

"There are only ashes left, and some relics."

Qin Zhirou's eyes were red from crying, and she sat on the chair, looking at the contents of the report, her heart felt like a knife was stabbed in her heart.

"There's not even a whole body left, big brother, after finding out about this matter, I'm going to let Mr. Qiu take action."

These words were squeezed out by Qin Zhirou. She clenched her fist and slammed it heavily on the table. Then she got up and walked to the window, wiping her tears with her hand.

"Brother, I will never let this matter go away."

Although he didn't see her face, just listening to the voice, Qin Zhongyan already knew what kind of expression she had.

"Leave this matter to elder brother, and you can take care of Yushan with peace of mind."

Qin Zhongyan walked to Qin Zhirou's side and said, no matter how much hatred there is, he will not let Qin Zhirou get half of such things.

Qin Zhirou didn't speak, she turned her back to Qin Zhongyan and looked outside, she had already made up her mind that she would not do what her elder brother said, Yushan's business had revenge, she would not delay anything .

"I'm going back."

"Xiaorou."

He still knew what kind of personality his sister had. Qin Zhongyan sighed and frowned.

(End of this chapter)