Mrs. Lu trembled her shoulders, turned her head stiffly, and looked at the mosaic in the plastic bag. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief, and her eyes rolled straight and fainted.

Lu Jingchi threw the watch back, looked at other plastic bags, and asked, "I probably didn't find all of them, right?"

"Yes, only a part was found, and we are still searching for the rest."

Lu Jingchi stood up, with a hint of sadness in his eyebrows and eyes. He looked at the police, "Please trouble you, you must catch the murderer."

"Of course, even if Mr. Lu doesn't need to say it, we will do our best to bring the murderer to justice."

"Thanks."

"The responsibility is, there is no need to thank him." The police took out a few more photos for him to show him, "This is the photos he took before he disappeared. He seemed to have received an invitation from someone to come here."

"But there are too few surveillance here, and no one has lived in this villa for a long time, so there are too few surveillance cameras that can be photographed, so I don't know who has been here at the moment."

"Where is his cell phone?"

"It's not found, it must have been destroyed by the murderer. You will know when the communication record is retrieved."

Lu Jingchi nodded and chatted for a while before someone carried Mrs. Lu back to Lu's house.

Mrs. Lu was frightened and fell ill after she went back. When she woke up, she was listless and didn't even have the strength to speak.

As long as she closes her eyes, what comes to her mind is those things. Even if she drinks water, she feels like she is drinking blood. She vomits loudly after taking a sip.

Lu Jingchi did not return to Yujiangting for the time being, and took Jiang Lan to live in Lu's house.

Jiang Lan likes this place because she can continue playing with her baby.

Mrs. Lu leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes empty.

Lu Jingchi sat next to her and peeled fruits for her. Suddenly he heard Mrs. Lu say, "Have the identification result been released?"

"Yeah, it's out."

She turned her head slowly, looked at Lu Jingchi dumbly, and asked hoarsely: "Is it him?"

Lu Jingchi paused his skin and looked up at Mrs. Lu. After a moment, he said two words.

"It's him."

Mrs. Lu closed her eyes in despair, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"You said that this old guy has become like this when he comes to the end. I wonder if he will die with his eyes open?"

Lu Jingchi didn't say anything and continued to peel the fruit peels.

Mrs. Lu choked and said, "Son, tell me honestly, does his death have anything to do with you?"

Lu Jingchi didn't raise his head, "Do you hope it has something to do with me or it doesn't matter?"

Mrs. Lu was suddenly choked and didn't know how to answer for a while.

She looked at Lu Jingchi for a long time before she spoke with difficulty, "He is your father."

"You have said this." His voice was so calm that Mrs. Lu felt creepy.

Even his hands didn't look like he was cutting fruits, but more like he was killing people.

Mrs. Lu's face was stained with fear, and her face became paler and paler, "Although, although he was confused for a while, but after so many years, do you have no feelings for him?"

"How did you be so calm?"

Lu Jingchi asked her back: "What else should I do? Just like you, lying on the bed with sadness, can I express my feelings for him?"

"you......"
Chapter completed!