He is like a delusional person

It was already four days later that Xu Rang first came to the Jiang family.

The Fu family has changed.

Even before Fu Yuhe's body was cold, the Fu family had already started fighting for the inheritance. I heard that Song Jinxi had moved back to Fu's house from the nursing home and took care of the funeral in person.

Fu Yanwei also took Jiang Yukuo to live in the Fu family's old house.

Jiang Lingyi was kicked out of the Fu family that day, and even a villa that Fu Yuhe bought for her during his lifetime was taken back by the Fu family's lawyers.

After Xu Rangchu learned about this, he asked Song Yuen to go to Fu's house and take the person to Lantai to settle down temporarily. I heard that Jiang Lingyi was very sad because of this incident. She cried for several days and fainted several times.

Xu Rangchu rushed around and stayed up all night for Fu Yanlin's affairs, and his eyes were black and blue. He didn't even have time to shave his beard, and he looked haggard.

On the other hand, Wen Sheng's expression looked much calmer.

She firmly believes from beginning to end that as long as any crime is committed, it will leave traces; if it is innocent, evidence will be found to clear the suspicion.

"I checked Chairman Fu's autopsy report. The time of death was between 8:30 and 9:30 in the morning. The back of the head was injured by a hard object, and the cause of death was excessive blood loss. There were traces on the bedroom door handle and the murder weapon. A Yan's fingerprints are very detrimental to A Yan." Xu Rangchu's voice was very low.

He obtained the report illegally and only took a few glances to record the important information.

"Between eight o'clock and nine o'clock - the direction of my suspicion is indeed correct." Wen Sheng said to himself.

Xu Rangchu was a little confused, "A Sheng, are you—"

"That night, Fu Yanlin came to see me after leaving the hospital and stood outside in the rain all night. When I got up at 8:30 the next morning, he had not left. In this regard, we can call the Jiang family Monitor and testify." Wen Sheng's tense nerves finally relaxed.

Xu Rangchu was very emotional, "So, you have A Yan's alibi? As long as you give these evidence to the police, you can clear his name."

"Not enough." Wen Sheng shook his head.

"We haven't found the real culprit who killed Chairman Fu yet."

"I'm worried that that person's purpose is not to blame Fu Yanlin, but to make him enter the detention center without a chance to come out again."

"I suggest you first check the vehicle Fu Yanlin took when he left the Jiang family, as well as the driver's witness. Otherwise, the chain of evidence is still a bit thin based on the surveillance video of the Jiang family."

When Wen Sheng was in criminal class, the teacher explained many real cases. The world of murderers is only what you can't imagine, and you can't do it without them.

There are many ways to make a person disappear completely.

For example, causing an accident in prison.

Xu Rangchu was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what these words meant, and promised, "Don't worry, I will find someone to take care of it to ensure A Yan's safety inside."

After thinking for a while, he added, "As for the murderer, when A Yan comes back safely after the suspicion is cleared, the police will naturally catch him."

The two quickly reached a consensus.

Before leaving, Xu Rangchu hesitated several times, "A Sheng, I made an appointment with the lawyer to meet A Yan at three o'clock in the afternoon. Is it convenient for you to go with me? At this time, I think he hopes to see you more."

"I'll leave Jiangzhou tonight and let's talk about it later." Wen Sheng said lightly.

Detention room.

Fu Yanlin leaned against the cold wall and looked up at the small window. What came to his mind was the scene he saw when he opened the door that morning.

Fu Yuhe was lying in a pool of blood. He immediately rushed over to check and found that he had no vital signs.

He clearly hated that person so much, but when he saw him die in front of him, Fu Yanlin's heart felt like it was split in two, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

The father and son were incompatible. They had been arguing for more than ten years and broke up almost every time they met.

Even because of Wen Tingshu's incident, Fu Yanlin hated this selfish man.

In the end, he still couldn't accept that Fu Yuhe would leave in this way.

"Someone wants to see you." The policeman opened the cell door and shouted.

Fu Yanlin came out of his trance, glanced at the police, silently stood up and walked out.

Unexpectedly, the person who came was Wen Sheng. In the visiting room, Fu Yanlin's hands were handcuffed. He hadn't slept for several days and he looked haggard. His eyes were scarlet and his beard was unshaven. He still had his usual high-spirited look.

The clothes were still the same ones he wore when he was caught in the rain outside Jiang's house that night, and they were dirty.

Fu Yanlin kept his head lowered, not daring to look at the woman on the other side of the table. He had imagined countless times how the two would meet again, but none of them would be in the police station.

Before today, he obviously had a lot to say to Wen Sheng, but at the moment of meeting, his language function was blocked.

I was nervous, but I didn't know how to speak.

Although they were separated for only a few days, Fu Yanlin seemed to have spent a long century.

"That night, you texted me, didn't you say you had something to tell me?" Wen Sheng spoke first.

Fu Yanlin raised his eyes, and what greeted him was Wen Sheng's distant and indifferent eyes, "A Sheng, I-I never thought you would be willing to come see me."

The humble tone was like a cat scratching at Wen Sheng's heart.

She quietly clasped her hands hidden under the table and hesitated several times. She had only one sentence left out of thousands of words.

"I believe you."

This word "believe" successfully destroyed the last line of defense in Fu Yanlin's heart.

His eyes were as scarlet as iron, staring at Wen Sheng for a moment, tears welling up in his eyes.

Fu Yanlin remembered the day in his senior year of high school when he was taken away from school by the police. He recognized Wen Sheng from the crowd at a glance and asked her hoarsely not to forget him.

But that day, Wen Sheng didn't even look at Fu Yanlin, and quickly walked into the crowd and disappeared.

For a long time after that day, Fu Yanlin felt that he had been abandoned by Wen Sheng, and he was depressed for a long time. He even thought that he would never meet her again in this life.

God gives the crazy man a chance.

Ten years later, the two met again, and everything they thought was impossible happened.

They got to know each other again, met, fell in love, fell in love, and got married under the witness of the priest.

This time, Wen Sheng did not abandon Fu Yanlin.

"A Sheng, I——"

Wen Sheng interrupted Fu Yanlin, "I will go back to Jiazhou to pay homage to my father as planned. Tell him that it is all over."

"During the coming Spring Festival holiday, Jiajia will accompany me on a trip to relax."

Wen Sheng looked at the man in front of her quietly, with a thousand waves in her heart, "Fu Yanlin, I need some time to reconsider our relationship. So many things have happened, and I can't pretend that nothing has happened. happened before."

"I know." Fu Yanlin nodded, clenching his fists nervously.

When Mingming came in, Wen Sheng had a lot to say to Fu Yanlin. But at this moment, it seemed like everything was superfluous.

"I booked a flight for the evening and have to leave for the airport now."

Fu Yanlin crossed his fingers and kept pressing the back of his hand with his thumb, trying to relieve the tension at the moment. He was afraid that this separation would be the second decade.

He had too many things to say to Wen Sheng, and he wanted to ask her to stay, but he couldn't think of a reason.

In the end, there were only two sentences left.

"Happy birthday."

"Also, wait for me."

—

When I left the police station, the rainy weather that had lasted for several days in Jiangzhou City had ended.

Wen Sheng stood on the side of the road, quietly watching the distant traffic finally disappear into the distance. The new year is coming, and her life will also enter a new stage.