The news of Shen Chunhe's death reached the old house, just in time for lunch.
Shen Chunlin, his wife Shao Hua, and their two daughters were dining at the same table. The housekeeper hurried into the dining room: "Sir, something has happened!"
Shen Chunlin had a meal with chopsticks.
Steward: "Wu Ye was found to have died at home this morning. When the ambulance arrived, he had no vital signs."
Shen Chunlin's eyebrows jumped sharply.
Patter
Shao Hua didn't hold his chopsticks and fell directly on the table: "Fifth brother, he... how could this happen?!"
Shen Jianjia and Shen Cangcang stopped chewing at the same time, shocked.
The butler finished speaking, standing aside with low eyebrows and closed eyes.
The huge dining room was silent and silent.
After a long while, Shen Chunlin: "Where is the corpse?"
"in hospital."
Although the doctor diagnosed that Shen Chunhe had no vital signs on the spot, he still took him back to the hospital to arrange first aid with the mentality of trying.
Unfortunately, the miracle did not happen.
Shen Chunlin quickly recovered his composure and began to give instructions: "For foreigners, send a few trustworthy people to deal with the funeral. In addition, let Chen Si find out what happened."
"Yes." The butler turned and left.
Shen Chunlin picked up a piece of lean meat and put it in the bowl, "What are you doing in a daze? Eat."
Shao Hua recovered and ordered the servant to take a pair of chopsticks again.
Shen Jianjia and Shen Cangcang ate vegetables and soup each.
It seemed that nothing happened, but the atmosphere was obviously different from before.
"Dad," Shen Jianjia said suddenly, "Uncle Wu was fine yesterday, how come today... You said that Shen Wei was doing a ghost in his back? Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence?"
As soon as the front foot said he was going to hide for a while, the back foot was found dead at home.
Shen Chunlin: "Before the survey results come out, everything is possible."
Shen Jianjia disagrees: "Uncle Wu didn't have any grudges with other people, except Shen Wei."
The man's eyebrows were twisted fiercely, and a deep concave mark appeared in an instant, like a mark cut by a sharp tool on the trunk.
"You eavesdropped on our conversation?"
Shen Jianjia knew that he had made a mistake and stopped talking.
Shen Cangcang jumped out at this moment, "I feel that what my sister said is not unreasonable. Shen Fei is dead, and the next one will naturally be the fifth uncle."
Shen Chun is thoughtful.
"Wait..." Only Shao Hua in the audience could hear it, and it was not clear: "The Shen you said...Who is Hou? A man and a woman? Why do you want it? Aiming at Chunhe? Also, didn't Shen Fei die of illness? How could he have something to do with this Shen Hou?"
"Mom, you have too many questions, I can't answer them." Shen Cangcang smiled.
Shen Jianjia staggered Shao Hua's questioning gaze, watching his nose, his nose watching his heart, and being silent.
Shao Hua was slightly angry: "The three of your father and daughter vent their breath from one nostril, hiding everything from me! Don't eat anymore."
After speaking, put down the dishes and chopsticks again, got up and left.
No one stayed.
The main reason is that she has long been accustomed to her temper.
Shen Chunlin looked at his little daughter: "Have you eavesdropped too?"
Shen Cangcang nodded, calmly and confidently.
Shen Jianjia pouted her lips, she was scolded for eavesdropping, and Shen Cang had nothing to do with it.
Shen Chunlin: "It's too early to say these things. It's not too late to see if Chen Si can find out something."
As a secret post for the Shen family's imperial family, Chen Si has done many things for his protagonists over the years, and most of them cannot be put on the table.
He also raised a group of people under his hand, and it was easy to find out what to do.
No, the things Shen Chunlin ordered to go down at noon, there will be eyebrows in the evening.
Steward: "Sir, Chen Si is here."
Shen Chunlin nodded, and the butler turned and went out.
Soon, he led a tall, dark-skinned man into the living room.
Shen Jianjia and Shen Cangcang sat on the sofa without any intention of getting up and avoiding them.
Shen Chunlin actually acquiesced, but Quandang didn't see it.
"Mr. Shen." Chen Si lowered his head and stood with his hands down.
Shen Chunlin: "Sit down."
"Thank you."
"How is the result?"
Chen Si: "I went to the hospital to see the corpse, and it can be inferred from the stiffness of the limbs that the time of death was probably between nine o'clock last night and two o'clock in the morning. Then, I went to the villa where the incident occurred. Covered, the video showed no signs of technical modification, and there was no sign of fighting in the room. In addition, Shen Chunhe had no obvious injuries on his body. In summary, it is sufficient to judge that the cause of death could not have come from external blows."
"The diagnosis at the hospital was that the blood supply to the heart was insufficient, which led to hypoxic shock in the brain. Since the incident occurred late at night, no one found that they were sent to the doctor and missed the best time for treatment."
Shen Chunlin frowned: "Sudden death?"
Chen Si: "You can say so. But the possibility of murder cannot be completely ruled out."
"What do you mean?"
"In addition to external blows, there are many ways to kill a person, such as poisoning."
Shen Jianjia: "Uncle Wu's body has always been healthy, and he usually pays attention to maintenance. It stands to reason that this shouldn't happen."
Shen Chunlin looked at Chen Si: "If it is poisoned, there should be residues in the body."
"Theoretically, this is the case, but if it is to be confirmed, it must be medically dissected and the liver and stomach tested."