Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 110 Killed

The girl touched her face excitedly when she heard this, and said, "Okay, I, I'll write you my dad's birthday, I, I don't believe he's dead, you must have made a mistake!"

Seeing her insistence, Lingchu looked around, wondering where to find a pen and paper.

A long arm stretched out from the side.

That slender, well-knit hand held a pen and paper.

Lingchu looked along, and saw Yan Chen looking at him.

Lingchu was a little surprised, "Senior Yan Chen, you..."

Yan Chen snorted and explained: "Sometimes I need to record some data, and I'm used to carrying a pen and paper with me."

Lingchu: "..."

Does this work too?
Lingchu didn't think much about it, thanked him, took the pen and paper, and handed it to the girl, asking her to write down her father's birth date and name.

The girl's name is Ge Jiaxuan, and her father's name is Ge Ping.

Ge Jiaxuan wrote down the message and handed it to Lingchu.

Lingchu took it over and looked at it, and said, "Your father is indeed dead."

Ge Jiaxuan's face turned red visibly, red from excitement.

Before she could speak, Lingchu immediately added: "Judging from his birthday, he died a long time ago, and the time of his death should have been four or five years ago."

Ge Jiaxuan was taken aback for a moment, "Four or five years ago? How could this be possible? He, he just ran away from home at that time..."

Lingchu hummed, "From this point of view, he should have died not long after he left home. Not only that, but from the perspective of fate, he did not die normally, but died in vain, with the appearance of a knife and an ax on his body , should have been murdered."

Ge Jiaxuan was shocked, "He was killed by someone?! This, how is this possible?"

Lingchu rubbed his chin, "I don't know what's going on, but from the point of view of fate, it's true. The place where he died should not be far from your home, because he didn't appear to be away from home, so it should be just It is near your house, and there is a sign of buried soil, you go to the security bureau and ask them to dig up the soil near your house, search for it, maybe you can find the trace."

Ge Jiaxuan's eyes were straightened, she was numb from shock, and said to herself, "No, it's impossible..."

Lingchu said helplessly: "There is nothing impossible, you should go to the Security Bureau first, and ask them to search carefully within a radius of two kilometers from your home, looking for places where the soil was moved four or five years ago. , should be able to find some clues."

Ge Jiaxuan stared blankly at Lingchu.

The next second, she suddenly turned around and ran away.

Seeing this, Lingfei recovered from the shock, "Sister, is her father really dead?"

Lingchu nodded.

Lingfei stared at Lingchu and took a breath, "Damn it, he was killed by someone...is it so miserable?"

Lingchu looked at the paper with Ge Ping's birthday written on her hand, but she didn't tell Ge Jiaxuan that her father's body had been divided, so he couldn't make it look like he was dead.

But this seems more cruel.

Lingchu didn't say anything.

Lingchu folded the paper and put it in his pocket without saying anything.

Yan Chen looked at her and didn't say anything, but he didn't leave either, and just stayed there with Lingchu and Lingfei.

Several people stood guard for a while, seeing that it was dark and no one came to ask again, Lingfei rubbed his stomach, and said bitterly: "Sister, I don't think there is any business, why don't we go home first Right? I'm starving."

He hadn't eaten anything all day, just ate an apple, and now he was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back.

He felt that now, he was so hungry that he could eat a cow.

Lingchu sat there, but did not move, "If you are hungry, you can just go home, and I didn't stop you."

(End of this chapter)