Xia Anlan patted her shoulder and comforted her: "At least one thing is good now. Xia Rushuang is dead. Her death is better than her alive."
He hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Qingsi, I knew you and Youyi knew each other before, but what's going on between you two?"
Xia Anlan knew that Yan Qingsi was connected with Youyi, and also knew that Youyi had helped him many times.
So, since it wasn't a threat, he didn't ask.
Moreover, he had checked that Youyou had worked in a secret department directly under the government many years ago, and he should have a good character.
Xia Anlan knew that Yan Qingsi didn't take the initiative to tell him, probably because she didn't want more people to know.
Yan Qingsi said: "Seventeen years ago, Youyou fell in love with my mother. Later, he left and went back to find my mother. She was no longer there. He thought my mother was not dead. He had been looking for him for so many years and never married until... later ... He met me while I was filming in Haishi, and followed me to Los Angeles, and then... I told him that my mother was killed, and he has been helping me track down the real culprit... "
This was her experience of getting to know Youyi. She always felt that it was not worth it for Youyi to end up like this for her mother and her.
If it were her, she would definitely not be able to cruise like that.
Yan Qingsi looked at Xia Anlan, her eyes full of hope: "Uncle, you are here to help me. Xia Rushuang grabbed my hand and stabbed it into her body, then jumped downstairs. My fingerprints were on the dagger. He thought He jumped in front of so many people just to wipe off my fingerprints on his hands. He didn’t want me to be involved. Besides, he didn’t have to do anything. He said he only had unrequited love for my mother. He didn’t want me to be involved. There is no need to help me, if the police really want to arrest me, they should arrest me."
"I have never owed anyone such a big favor. Uncle... can you help me?"
Xia Anlan quickly comforted Yan Qingsi: "Qingsi, don't worry, I know I will save him. Xia Rushuang is seeking his own death. Besides, everything he does is to help our Xia family. I will not sit idly by and do nothing. Don't worry." .”
Xia Anlan looked at Yan Qingsi who was deeply troubled by guilt and self-blame. She didn't know how to tell her that photos and videos of cruising and killing people had begun to circulate at night, and there were many people who witnessed it at that time. With the speed of the spread of Internet information, It’s already difficult to suppress it without any evidence!
Xia Rushuang did seek her own death, but before she died, the police officers who came saw him slit Xia Rushuang's throat with a knife. This didn't even require any evidence, because the police officers present were the best witnesses.
These are very detrimental to cruising. As long as anything is caused to make a big fuss, it will be difficult to deal with.
Xia Anlan patted Yan Qingsi on the shoulder: "Tingfeng, take Qingsi back first to let her calm down. I will arrange this matter, and you don't have to worry about it."
Yue Tingfeng nodded, "Thank you, uncle."
He whispered: "Qingsi, let's go back first. I believe uncle can handle it well."
He helped Yan Qingsi get up. She looked at Xia Anlan and said, "Uncle... you promised me that you would save him..."
Xia Anlan nodded: "Don't worry, uncle promised you and will not break his promise."
After Yan Qingsi left, Xia Anlan called the secretary: "Let the Youjia take away Xia Rushuang's body immediately, and don't let them go through the autopsy process... No, you arrange for someone to get the body on behalf of the Youjia and send it directly to be cremated. "