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Chapter 295 Compassion

Good, Song Cian, your wings are hard.

He actually dared to disappear without saying a word!

It seems that the lesson he taught before was not enough.

Yan Jin's dark eyes were stained with a layer of gloom.

After a few thoughts, he finally had to choose to use the Yan family's relationship to find someone.

As if he felt Yan Jin's malice, Song Cian, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly sneezes.

"Who is scolding me?"

She murmured in a low voice, but she was sleepy and had to wake up first.

The next day, Yuan Chi came to the apartment early in the morning, worried that she would not go up to rest, but waited in the next room.

"Mr. Yuan? When did you come here? Is there any new news about Liu Chengshuang?"

"Well, I asked someone to inquire about the news. Liu Chengshuang's death was determined to be suicide, not killing him."

When Yuan Chi learned the news, he was also slightly surprised.

"Suicide? It's impossible. If Liu Chengshuang wanted to commit suicide, she could do it while in the hospital. Why did she run far away to Beicheng?" Song Ci'an didn't want to believe it.

The whole thing is full of doubts, and it is too strange to determine the result so quickly.

"Because only her fingerprint was detected on the hilt of Liu Chengshuang's death, and there was no evidence on her body, and they all believed that she had committed suicide for love."

Song Ci'an is still suspicious.

I can only say that the mastermind behind the scenes is so cunning that he is doing it without any leakage.

"Whether you believe it or not, this matter has become a foregone conclusion, and the police are preparing to close the case."

Yuan Chi could see that she was reluctant in her eyes, but there was no room for reversal.

Song Ci'an never expected that since the investigation of the cause of his father's death, two living lives have been lost.

It seems that the death of his father is a huge conspiracy, and no one involved will have a good result.

But who would have such a great hatred with his father?

"An An? An An?"

Seeing that she was so sensible that she had no reaction at all, Yuan Chi called out twice before she could wake her up.

"I'm fine, but now the clues of Liu Chengshuang's pair have been broken, and I don't know how to check it for a while."

"Have Liu Chengshuang met other people before he was hospitalized? You can come and ask, maybe there are new discoveries."

Yuan Chi woke her up with one sentence.

Yan Jin was the last person to meet Liu Chengshuang, and he might know something that he didn't know.

But he was unwilling to reveal any information to himself, so how could he say it easily this time?

"No need to ask anymore, that person probably won't say anything." Song Cian said deflatedly.

Yuan Chi also knew that Yan Jin had contacted Liu Chengshuang.

At first I thought he was concerned about Song Ci'an, so I intervened in this matter.

It doesn't seem like this now.

Since Yan Jin was unwilling to tell Song Ci'an that he could use conspiracy to talk, and he might gain something.

"Then I'll think of other ways."

Yuan Chi walked out, and she was the only one left in the room.

Yan Jin was not surprised when he learned the news.

It is not impossible for Liu Chengshuang to be killed by someone and then pretend to be suicide.

After all, there are some important things on Liu Cheng's hands.

letter.

Now Mr. Lin’s cemetery is still blocked and cannot be entered for the time being.

I can only go to Beicheng again in a few days.

Yan Jin's eyes turned to the window. The car parked in the small yard reminded him of the scene where Song Cian helped wash the car after waking up drunk.
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