While the mother was thinking about it, she opened the door to her son's room.
When he walked in, he saw his son lying on his back on the bed, with the quilt covering his neck and his eyes closed.
The mother thought her son was sleeping.
He opened his mouth to complain.
"Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! Just know how to sleep!"
"I don't care what time it is, but I have to go out with Mr. Li to do something today."
"Get up early and tell the old man clearly. Maybe you won't have to go to Jiangnan Province. You're still sleeping here. You're really worried."
While he was talking, his son on the bed remained motionless, not even frowning.
The mother didn't know what was going on. She suddenly felt a palpitation in her heart and her eyelids were beating wildly.
She stepped forward with trembling hands and pushed her son.
"I'm talking to you, why are you pretending to be deaf and dumb?"
However.
As soon as the mother's hand touched her son's shoulder, she noticed something was wrong.
No one's body is so cold.
What's more, his son also covered the quilt tightly, covering it to the bottom of his neck.
There is no way the temperature is that low!
The mother suddenly opened the quilt and saw the big scar on her son's chest.
At first glance, it was obvious that someone had stabbed him directly in the chest with a dagger.
"ah!"
The mother was startled immediately and let out a short scream.
Then he took two steps back, pressed his back against the door panel, covered his mouth, and looked at his lifeless son on the bed.
I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time!
And this shout immediately attracted other people in the house.
After seeing his child in such a miserable state, the father's lips trembled.
"Why is there a murderer at home?"
"No, I have to tell the old man that it's not safe at home!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his father turned around and went to Mr. Li to tell him about this.
Who knew that before I even stepped out of the threshold, I would be stopped by my mother.
The mother's eyes were full of tears and her lips were trembling.
He told his lover that his son went to Mr. Li to intercede yesterday.
He also speculated that Mr. Li should have had someone do it.
Otherwise, with the Li family's security so tight, it would be impossible for any murderer to sneak in and kill someone quietly.
Besides, she knew her son well and had no enemies at all.
Even if he feels uncomfortable in his heart, his son keeps his head down and behaves like a human being.
This person will definitely not be killed.
Except Mr. Li doesn't do what he wants.
When my father heard these words, he froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.
"You mean, the old man killed our son?"
The mother nodded, then cried silently.
The father sat slumped on the chair and remained silent.
Let him go fight to the death with Mr. Li?
Isn't that a joke?
Let’s not talk about how powerful the worshipers guarding Mr. Li are.
Let’s just say that this father doesn’t have the courage either.
When a person is powerless, he can only complain to the people around him.
"If the old man asks him to go to Jiangnan Province, just let him go. Why do you want to instigate your son to refuse?"
"Besides, you can get some credit by going to Jiangnan Province. It's such a big happy event. You insist on doing such a thing, and now you've killed your son!"
After hearing her husband's complaints, the mother was not happy either.
He immediately exploded and yelled at his husband.
"What do you know? It's so dangerous to go to Jiangnan Province. Even Li Jianglong was killed there. If our son goes there, will he still have a way to survive?"
"I'm not thinking about my son. Who knew Mr. Li was so narrow-minded that he couldn't even mention it!"
How could a father not know this?
But now, my son is completely dead, and it is useless to say anything.
The two faced each other, their faces full of grief.
At this time, here in Jiangnan Province.
Although when Ye Ao took action, many people helped him cover his tracks.
However, the news that Li Jianglong had been killed spread throughout Jiangnan Province.
Wang Fu originally didn't know.
But when I went out to help Li Jianglong look for children, I accidentally heard someone talking about Li Jianglong.
Wang Fu immediately went up and took the man's arm and asked.
"What did you say? Mr. Li is dead?"
The man was just chatting with his companions and did not expect to be stopped.
So he frowned and asked, "Who is it? There must be something wrong with your mind!"
Wang Fu took a deep breath and secretly told himself not to worry, but the anxious look on his face almost overflowed.
He looked at the person who spoke and handed over his business card apologetically.
"I'm sorry, brother, I may have been a little anxious when I spoke. I just wanted to ask you, was it Li Jianglong you were talking about just now? Is he already dead?"
Originally the person being asked wanted to take the bridge.
But after seeing Wang Fu's business card, I changed my mind.
Wang Fu is the editor-in-chief of a media company and has a relatively strong background.
And the person he was talking to was just a Ma Zi from the underground forces.
That day he happened to be accompanying his boss, having a barbecue together by the lake.
So I happen to know this.
When Wang Fu asked about this, he nodded.
He told me what happened by the lake in a clear and precise manner.
"I don't know who has a grudge against Mr. Li, but according to Mr. Li's way of life, it is normal for people to have grudges against him."
"It's a pity that such an underground king in Jiangnan Province died inexplicably."
After listening to what Ma Zai said, Wang Fu took a step back and his face turned gray.
He looked very shocked!
This made Ma Zai couldn't help but wonder.
Does the editor-in-chief of the media company in front of me have anything to do with Li Jianglong?
Why is it that when Li Jianglong died, Wang Fu looked like the person who died was his father?
"What's wrong? With your expression, it seems that you have a close relationship with Mr. Li."
Ma Zai asked tentatively.
Wang Fu shook his head, feeling quite lost.
He quickly walked towards his media company.
Leave Ma Zai and a few people behind.
Ma Zai was confused in the last two pictures.
Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to talk about the relationship with Wang Fu and see if there was any other way to go.
Who would have thought that Wang Fu would just leave immediately.
Ma Zai looked at Wang Fu's back and couldn't help but complain.
"What kind of person is this? He looks like a psycho. I think he is the editor-in-chief of a media company."
Ma Zai's companion also burst into laughter.
They all felt that the editor-in-chief might have some tricks up his sleeve, and even the business card might be fake.
Ma Zai was convinced,
But I still kept the business card first, just in case.
Wang Fu, on the other hand, returned to his office in despair.
I sat down on the office chair and couldn't recover for a long time.