The little ancestor of metaphysics was reborn and won money through live streaming

Chapter 219 Why are you here again?
"That's it." Cheng Anan parked the car, hung the phone on his chest, and the two walked into a residential building together.

"Don't panic, everyone. No matter what happens, there is no need to call the police. We are law enforcement officers."

After Cheng Anan finished speaking, he knocked on the door of the family.

As soon as the peephole went dark, the old lady's muffled voice came from the room: "Officer Xiao Cheng, why are you here again?"

Cheng Wenwen knocked on the door vigorously, "Auntie, we still have something to ask about Feng Xi's death in person. Please open the door. You don't want your son to die in an unknown way, right?"

"I told you that I really don't know about Feng Xi!" the old lady said anxiously: "That kid Feng Xi has never been close to me. He has been hanging out on the street since he grew up and has offended many people. He also gambles badly and owes A lot of debt."

"Don't bother me anymore. I don't know anything. You are the police. If you don't investigate, you harass the family all day long. I'm going to sue you."

"I'm so angry that I want you to compensate me."

Cheng Wenwen, Cheng Anan:......

Su Lianyi:...

[What an unreasonable old lady, are you trying to get into trouble with your integrity? 】

[As we all know, citizens have the obligation to cooperate with police investigations. 】

[Is the old lady a family member of the deceased? God, why does it feel like she's not sad at all, and even seems to be escaping. 】

[Fortunately, it is a live broadcast. I have recorded the screen. If the old lady wants to have sex, I can provide evidence. 】

Cheng Wenwen explained the law to the old lady in detail, and then said sternly: "Please cooperate, otherwise we will have to apply for coercion."

The coercion was false. The old lady was at best a witness, but she had not read two books and did not understand the law. She opened the door in panic.

An old and thin face poked out from the crack of the door, "You ask questions quickly, and leave immediately after asking!"

The two siblings finally entered the house.

Mrs. Feng said: "Feng Xi must have been captured by debt collectors. Those people killed him. Before that, he had been hiding from debts at home."

As he spoke, two lines of tears fell down his old eyes, "My biological son is not living up to expectations, but fortunately I have my stepson Feng Man to be filial to me. Otherwise, I don't know how to live my old life in the future, and I might die on the street without anyone." Know."

From Mrs. Feng’s words, everyone probably understood this story.

When Mrs. Feng was young, she married a second-married man who had a son. Later, they gave birth to another son.

The man died young, and it was Old Mrs. Feng who raised the two children.

The stepson Feng Man had excellent academic performance in his youth and graduated from a prestigious university. Later, he started a successful business and became a decent small boss. He was also filial and filial to his adoptive mother just like his own mother.

Her biological son Feng Xi was the complete opposite. He had poor academic performance. He walked around the streets with a group of gangsters at a young age, eating and drinking, and got into a lot of trouble. After the school dismissed him, he did not find a job. , gnawing at the old man and eldest brother at home all day long.

As eating, drinking and having fun were not enough, Feng Xi also took up gambling and lost millions. His creditors asked for debts all day long. A few days ago, Feng Xi left home and was probably tortured to death by asking the debtors. His body was found and sent directly to the police station. .

Cheng Wenwen and Cheng Anan looked at each other.

Feng Xi's death was not that simple, otherwise he would not have been sent to their special department.

Old Mrs. Feng said to Ai Ai: "Don't make things difficult for me. I just want to live a good life with my stepson now. That white-eyed wolf will die as soon as he dies."

【ah? Suddenly I felt that the old lady was so pitiful. 】

[It is one thing to be pitiful, but it is another thing to resist law enforcement and threaten the police. Please distinguish. 】【If you don't give birth to a child, you can lose your finger, but if you don't give birth, you can never recover it for a hundred lifetimes. I have always felt that those who raise other people's children are so great. 】

[Don’t worry, Sister Lianyi didn’t say anything, there will probably be a reversal. 】

[If you say that, I won’t be afraid of the knife. 】

【Wait a minute! Do you still remember what Sister Lianyi said before? She said that the deceased was raised by her stepmother. Is the deceased really Feng Xi? Feng Xi is the old lady’s biological son. 】

"Cheng Wenwen."

"Ah?" Cheng Wenwen was stunned when his life was suddenly threatened.

He looked left and right, no one called him?

"Cheng Wenwen, stand next to the wooden door on the left and get ready to fight."

Cheng Wenwen: "!!!"

No one else was abnormal, but he suddenly realized that it seemed that only he could hear this voice!

"Who are you?" he asked in a thin voice, afraid of being noticed by others.

"It's me, the anchor." Su Lianyi said helplessly, "This is the sound transmission from the sea of ​​consciousness. Only you can hear it. Don't ask too much about it yet. Stand next to the door. There is a murderer inside. You have to be careful."

Cheng Wenwen didn't know why, but he subconsciously did what Su Lianyi said. He suddenly felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was heavy.

Su Lianyi arranged everything and used her special ability to turn up the volume on Cheng Anan's cell phone.

Old Mrs. Feng was still crying: "It was not easy for me to raise these two children, and I suffered a lot. I admit that I feel more sorry for Feng Man. Therefore, I neglected Feng Xi's education, which led to him not learning well and embarking on an unhealthy path. The way back, woo woo woo…”

"Do you really favor your stepson?" Su Lianyi's voice was calm when she said this.

She had seen so many people like Old Mrs. Feng that she no longer found it strange. She just felt sorry for Feng Man.

Old Mrs. Feng didn't know where the sound came from. She looked around in a panic, and finally her eyes fell on the policewoman in front of her.

Cheng Anan waved her hand innocently and pointed the phone at her, "Old lady, don't worry, this is a very powerful fortune teller. She can calculate the murderer of your son."

"You are police officers, how can you believe in these feudal superstitions? Get out of here. You can't help my son's justice, and you want to make my old lady angry, so get out!"

Old Mrs. Feng was panicked, and her old face was visibly pale.

She didn't look like a mother who was happy to avenge her son. Instead, she looked extremely guilty.

"Which of your sons will be redressed? The person who really died unjustly was not Feng Xi, but your stepson Feng Man." Su Lianyi said, "You did raise Feng Man, but you didn't treat him as you said. Well, the reason why you didn’t abandon him is not because of your kindness, but because your dead husband should leave a large inheritance.”

"I calculated the horoscopes of Feng Xi and Feng Man. Their father was wealthy but died young."

A mist floated before Su Lianyi's eyes, and golden light flickered.

She saw something different in it.

Before Mrs. Feng's husband died, he called her to the bedside and guiltily expressed that he was sorry for her, but asked her to raise his stepson Feng Man until he was eighteen years old.

"I plan to divide my property into four parts. You and Feng Xi will take three parts, and Feng Man will take one part. Feng Man was not born by you, but he is still young. I beg you, please keep his part for the time being. , when he reaches adulthood, just return the money to him, and I will go to the notary office to do justice..."