Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

The steward did not dare to delay and quickly reported the news to the old steward.

"Uncle Wei, the man has died after resuscitation failed. According to the doctor, the old man's kick was the key. It happened to hit the man's heart and caused myocardial infarction!"

"how so!"

The old housekeeper's heart sank, and he felt an inexplicable heavy feeling that a storm was about to come.

But now was not the time to panic. Old Wei came to his senses and ordered the stewards.

"You first find a way to stabilize the situation over there and don't allow anyone to get close to that person's body. I will ask the old man and the young master for instructions on what to do next!"

"Yes!"

The steward was well prepared for this, came forward in time, and took over all matters after Di Jing's death as Di Jing's family.

The old housekeeper also informed Mr. Song and Song Jing of the news as quickly as possible.

After Song Jing met the reporter, he had returned and was accompanying Mr. Song in the study.

When they heard the news, both grandfather and grandson were shocked.

Mr. Song was in disbelief. He didn't want to believe that he could kick someone to death.

"Impossible, this is impossible! I didn't use too much force at all, how could I kick him out of myocardial infarction? Let people check! Do an autopsy on him, there must be other reasons!"

"Master, don't be angry, listen to what the young master has to say."

The old housekeeper quickly comforted Mr. Song, and then looked at Song Jing longingly.

He also thought it was impossible, but the fact was that the man was really dead.

The old man is too old to accept anger, and this matter has to fall on the young master.

Song Jing nodded to Mr. Song and the old housekeeper, stood up and walked out: "Grandpa, don't worry, Di Jing is not so fragile that he can't even bear your kick. I will go to the hospital myself to see what's going on."

"Okay, young master, don't worry, I will take good care of him."

The old housekeeper nodded repeatedly and sent Song Jing out.

Mr. Song let out a long sigh and slumped down on the large chair. His whole figure seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

He did not kill Di Jing, but Di Jing died at the door of Song's house.

In the end, he still committed murder.

……

hospital.

When Song Dynasty passed by, Di Jing's body had been transferred to the morgue, and the stewards and people were watching over it.

Seeing Song Jing coming, the steward quickly stepped forward and said hello respectfully.

"Master, you are here."

"Um."

Song Jing nodded and walked to the bed where Di Jing's body was lying.

The steward quickly took matters into his own hands and removed the white cloth covering Di Jing's body, revealing Di Jing's purple face.

Song Jing had been involved in a special organization before and had seen countless corpses. He did not feel scared and personally checked Di Jing's pupils and skin color.

After checking it carefully, he put the white cloth back on it.

The doctor's diagnosis was correct. The cause of Di Jing's death was indeed cardiac arrest caused by myocardial infarction, accompanied by hypoxic asphyxia.

But the old man said that his kick was completely subconscious self-protection. He did not use 100% of his strength and could not be directly fatal.

There must be a hidden secret behind this.

The dim light in the morgue shone on Song Jing's face, bright and dim.

After a while, Song Jing seemed to have remembered something and told the steward: "Send the body to the funeral parlor first and arrange it properly. Don't cremate it yet. Then wait for my news."

After saying that, he turned around and left the morgue, and several clues in his mind gradually connected together.

Back in the car, Song Jing called Di Bei.

"Where are you? Let's meet." "I'm at the company, where can I meet? I'll go over now."

Di Bei agreed easily and showed no unusual attitude.

"I'll go downstairs to your company." Song Jing said calmly, and then hung up the phone.

But there are still doubts in my heart.

He already knew the ins and outs of the incident very clearly from his grandfather.

Di Jing came to the Song family to find Lin Jingqing.

But people like Di Jing were fierce and selfish, and he cheated on her many times during their marriage to Lin Jingqing.

He is not the kind of person who would risk his life for his wife.

What's more, how could he suddenly know that Lin Jingqing was at the Song family?

Who revealed this news to him?

Very few people in the Song family knew Lin Jingqing's identity, and it was impossible for him, the old man, and Bai Shao to take the initiative to tell Di Jing.

The only suspect left is Di Bei.

But why would Di Bei do this?

Song Jing stared straight ahead for a moment, then finally sighed and started the car.

Twenty minutes later, the two met downstairs at Dishi Company.

It was the same corner where Song Jing came to Di Bei last time with photos to settle accounts.

There was no one around, except for their half-brothers, standing here facing each other.

A gust of wind blew past them. Song Jing took a breath and spoke with difficulty.

"Di Bei, do you know that something happened to Di Jing?"

"What happened? What happened to my dad?" Di Bei was stunned and lost his voice for a moment.

Song Jing didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly, carefully observing his every expression.

There was surprise and worry in his eyes, and his expression of surprise was not fake at all.

Although Song Jing had seen all kinds of people, he couldn't tell whether Di Bei's surprise was fake or genuine.

If it's true, that's for the best.

But if he was just pretending, Di Bei's scheming would be too deep.

While Song Jing was silent, Di Bei's expression changed from shock to panic.

He took out his mobile phone and hurriedly opened the screen: "I'm going to call my dad now..."

"No need." Song Jing raised his hand to stop him.

Although I find it difficult to talk about it, I still have to say it in the end.

Song Jing organized his words and told Di Bei the bad news about Di Jing.

"Your father went to make trouble outside our house this morning and said he wanted to go back to my mother. He had some arguments with my grandfather, and during the fight... your father tried to stab my grandfather with a dagger, but my grandfather fought back and kicked him. One kick."

"Then what?" Di Bei stiffened and asked in a trembling voice, as if he already had a bad premonition.

Song Jing stared at him and sighed: "Then your father suffered a heart attack, myocardial infarction combined with cardiopulmonary asphyxia. Rescue failed and he died unexpectedly in the hospital."

"Accident, death?" Di Bei repeated word for word, looking dazed and seemingly unbelievable.

A suffocating silence spread between the two.

After a while, Di Bei seemed to really understand what had happened. He suddenly got angry, grabbed Song Jing's collar with red eyes, and roared angrily.

"What is an accidental death? This is not an accident at all! It was your Song family who went too far in bullying others!"

"Song Jing, what did I do wrong to make you be so heartless to me!"

"First you took away my mother, and now you killed my father. You took away all the people closest to me in this world. What do you want?"

"Yes, Di Jing is not a good person, but after all, he is my father and my blood relative! You even want to beat him to death, do you still have humanity?"

"What on earth do you want to do? Should you kill me next? Then you might as well kill me now, why bother torturing me like this again and again!" (End of Chapter)