"Do you want me to accompany you?" Lin Cuicui asked.

"No need, I can do it myself."

"Okay, please pay attention to your safety." After saying that, Lin Cuicui got on the school bus.

Ye Lingyin didn't pause and stopped a taxi: "Master, go to Longshan Cemetery!"

Half an hour later.

On the outskirts of Jiangcheng, Longshan Cemetery.

Ye Lingyin took the yellow paper, incense candles, and shovels that she had prepared in advance and walked heavily towards the cemetery.

She searched the cemetery one by one, and finally Ye Lingyin found the tombstones of Ye Fengyun and Ye Feng!

"Dad!" Ye Lingyin shouted tremblingly and walked over quickly.

That was the father she had thought about day and night for twenty-three years.

Ye Lingyin didn't stop for a moment, and quickly came to the tombstone. Just as she was preparing to pay her respects, Ye Lingyin suddenly discovered that there was something sparkling with blood placed in front of Ye Fengyun's tombstone.

When she took a closer look, she suddenly let out an "ah" sound and was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

That's a human head!

"Human head?" Ye Lingyin was stunned for a while, looking over with fear but curiosity.

When she carefully identified it, Ye Lingyin suddenly said in shock: "Chen Longhu, this is Chen Longhu's head. I can recognize this man even if he turns into ashes. Twenty-three years ago, he was the one who killed my father!"

Ye Lingyin's tears burst out of her eyes.

Ye Lingyin was only three years old when the incident happened. When she and her mother fled back to Jiangxia, as she grew up, she found a lot of information and even photos about Chen Longhu.

Every night, Ye Lingyin wakes up from nightmares with the face of Chen Longhu.

She didn't expect that today, she would see his head in front of her father's tombstone.

"Why is Chen Longhu's head here? Looking at the blood stains that have not completely solidified, it seems that he died less than 24 hours ago. Who killed him?"

"Who was it? Put him in front of my father's grave?"

"Is it Grandpa Su?" Ye Lingyin muttered silently.

Immediately, she rejected her idea.

Ye Lingyin said: "It's impossible. Grandpa Su Guonan is already old. Besides, the Su family is going downhill. Grandpa Su Guonan doesn't have the ability to kill Chen Longhu even if he wants to."

"Then, if it's not Grandpa Su Guonan, it's even less likely to be Grandpa Su Guonan's sons. But who could it be?"

Out of the corner of her eye, Ye Lingyin suddenly saw an empty wine bottle lying quietly on the ground not far from the tombstone.

In addition, in front of the tombstone, there are traces left by someone lying down. These traces are extremely new.

Ye Lingyin picked up the wine bottle on the ground and smelled it. The smell of alcohol was still there.

In other words, the date of dropping the empty wine bottle will not exceed yesterday.

"The head should have been left by the owner of the wine bottle, but who in this world can drown his sorrows with wine in front of my father's tombstone?"

The next moment.

Ye Lingyin suddenly turned her head and looked at the tombstone next to her. This was the tomb of her brother Ye Feng.

At this moment, Ye Lingyin was stunned: "Could it be that this was left by my younger brother? My younger brother came here yesterday and he killed Chen Longhu?"


Chapter completed!