The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 9 Murder

After a long time, Yan Sanhe suddenly laughed.

"Really you killed them?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Xie Daozhi stood up and asked, "When have I ever harmed someone?"

Yan Sanhe took out an envelope from his sleeve and handed it over.

Xie Daozhi didn't understand what she was going to do, so he took out the letter from the envelope, glanced at it, and frowned tightly.

He knew the word "turn into ashes", it was from Yan Xing.

Just the content of this letter...

"My brother is seriously ill, and my father took him to Beijing to seek medical treatment. My grandfather wrote a letter to beg you. I hope you can help me out of past friendship."

Yan Sanhe: "You hate my grandfather and the Yan family. It's okay to not let them in, but you still let the patrolman put them in jail for five days."

As soon as these words came out, even Xie Erli's expression changed drastically.

"Aren't you always curious about what I am doing at Xie's house?"

Yan Sanhe stretched his hands forward, his eyes burning with fire, "I just want to ask for an explanation for the dead person."

"Your brother is dead?" Xie Daozhi was shocked.

"The prison in the capital, where is that place? How can he, a seriously ill child, survive?"

Yan Sanhe paused, "He died in prison, and my father watched him take his last breath."

Xie Daozhi: "..."

Tears flashed in Yan Sanhe's eyes, "My mother was too sad and left soon; after another two years, it was my father's turn."

"..."

Xie Daozhi's face was ashen.

No wonder she doesn’t want money;
No wonder she feels confident;

It turned out to be because of the lives of three relatives.

Yan Sanhe slowly raised his head and looked at Xie Daozhi with his eyes motionless.

"When your father died, you mother and son were so poor that you couldn't even eat enough to eat and were wandering around. Your mother knelt down and begged to join the Yan family as a servant. Am I right?"

Xie Daozhi: "..."

Yan Sanhe: "The Yan family has a big business, and there are so many servants at home. You can stay here because Yan Xing sees you, mother and son, as pitiful. Do you admit it or not?"

Xie Daozhi: "..."

"It's okay that you don't want to repay kindness, but you actually repay kindness with hatred." Yan Sanhe looked at Xie Daozhi and smiled from his chest: "Are you still a human being? Are you worthy of being a human being?"

Looking at Yan Sanhe's black eyes that were like a deep well, Xie Daozhi suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and slowly rising to the top of his head.

"I didn't do it. I haven't seen them."

Yan Sanhe: "If it weren't for you, how could the patrol arrest the father and son?"

Xie Daozhi: "..."

Yan Sanhe: "This is my first time in Beijing. Who has any grudge against them?"

Xie Daozhi: "..."

Yan Sanhe: "You said it yourself, you want them to kill the whole family."

Xie Daozhi: "..."

Can't answer a single word.

Have I done it?

Maybe not.

Haven't I done that?

This is clearly my way of doing things.

In the study, it fell into deathly silence again, and there was a "bang" of charcoal cracking in the brazier, as if the dead Yan Xing was accusing Xie Daozhi.

Xie Erli asked without much confidence: "Father, what on earth is going on?"

Xie Daozhi looked at his son, his eyes a little distracted.

for a long time.

He still shook his head and answered word for word: "I didn't do it."

As if thousands of fine needles were piercing into the bone marrow, Yan Sanhe was completely angry, "You still don't admit it?"

"Yan Sanhe!"

Xie Daozhi was also angry and slapped the table hard.

"Although I hate him to death, I can never use such methods to deal with a sick child."

"There are many things that Xie Mansion cannot do, but there are also many things that it can do, such as..."

Yan Sanhe sneered again and again, "Kill and silence!"

(End of this chapter)