Lu Huai held the gun, his eyes firm.
Lu Zongting's back was cold.
A trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
He knew why Lu Huai would do this because of his neglect and indifference to them over the years.
He must bear the consequences.
Lu Zongting said, "I did go to Ji Manqing."
The young Lu Huai was more angry.
"She told me that there is a doctor who can treat your mother's disease."
Lu Huai's hand loosened slightly, and his index finger moved away from the trigger.
The gun in his hand was still not put down, and his heart was filled with anger.
Lu Huai sneered: "She lied to you."
Lu Zongting was silent.
Ji Manqing did lie to him, he didn't even have time to see Fu Congzhen for the last time.
The young Lu Huai's eyes were extremely cold. He was holding a gun and his eyes looked like ice.
Lu Huai spoke sharply, without any ups and downs in his tone: "I want you to cut off contact with Ji's family."
Ji Manqing is not a good person, she may not be able to move some other thoughts.
He would not let the Ji family come close to them for half a step.
Sen Han's voice sounded and landed in the silent room.
Lu Zongting's voice was extremely deep: "I promise you."
When the voice fell, Lu Huai put down his hand blankly and put away the gun.
He still did not forgive Lu Zongting.
Lu Huai's gaze fell on Lu Zongting, extremely cold.
Although Lu Huai put down the gun, Lu Zongting still felt oppressed all over his body.
Lu Huai left a sentence with a strong sense of irony.
"You are not a good husband, let alone a good father."
Lu Huai stopped looking at him, turned and walked into the cold winter night.
Under the dark sky, snowflakes were flying, and the chill was pressing.
Although Lu Huai was a teenager, he was already very tall, with a straight back and a trace of determination.
Lu Zongting was stunned, and his thoughts surged.
He sat in Fu Congzhen's room, silently, and did not leave all night.
Lu Huai was right, he was indeed wrong.
What was lost is irretrievable, but from now on, he must take on the responsibility of his father.
That night, the Warlord's Palace was covered by heavy haze, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.
Fu Congzhen was buried.
The news of the death of the warlord’s wife spread throughout Eastern China.
Everyone only knew that the wife of the Overseer died of illness, and that the poisoning was completely concealed.
The Lu family could not trace the real culprit, but replaced all the suspicious people.
The young Lu Huai always remembered that on the day his mother was buried, there was a lot of snow in Shanghai.
Baixue fell on the skirt of his clothes, bone-cold.
The snowflakes fell quietly, as if to cover up those sad memories.
The chill was deep and clear, until it reached Lu Huai's heart.
For a while, Lu Huai and Lu Zongting had a very bad relationship, and he was not called Lu Zongting's father.
After a long time, the relationship between father and son eased slightly.
Later, Ji Manqing designed to ruin Ajiu's face and voice.
Lu Zongting was furious and drove Ji Manqing out of Shanghai. He must not step into Shanghai again in his life.
The Ji family was no longer allowed to engage in business and politics, which was a great blow to the Ji family.
The Ji family was originally a big clan, after this, it was silent for a long time.
…
In this life, when Lu Huai did not remember his previous life, he once again spent that childhood and youth.
He experienced those painful pasts again.
When Fu Congzhen died, Lu Huai was only a teenager, and he rushed back to Shanghai before her death. He could do nothing about it.
After the large-scale poisoning case in Shanghai, Lu Huai linked the death of his mother to that incident.
The same is poisoning, and the doctor can't solve it.
At that time, Mo Qinghan disguised himself as Rong Mu and lurked in Shanghai, letting his subordinate Jingyun do these things.
But Lu Huai knew that the man behind Mo Qinghan was Dong Hongchang.
He has been in Hanyang Prison, and he must have received professional training before.
Even when he came to Shanghai, he was ordered by Dong Hongchang.
Everything about Mo Qinghan's body is related to Dong Hongchang.
And those poisons of Jingyun must have been obtained from Dong Hongchang.
If you want to come to Dong Hongchang's hands, there should be a poisonous master.
After many years, Lu Huai finally had a clear direction.
At that time, Fu Congzhen's poison was definitely inflicted by Dong Hongchang.
Lu Huai withdrew from the memory, his hand squeezed tightly, as if he was squeezing his anger.
Ye Chu covered his white knuckles with his hands and stroked gently.
Under the touch of warm fingertips, he released his hand, and his emotions calmed down a bit.
These are pasts she never knew.
His secret slowly spread out in front of her.
Ye Chu tightened his lips and hugged Lu Huai.
The marriage of their parents is a tragedy of the old age.
Different tragedies have created different personalities.
But it doesn't matter.
From then on, they will always be together.
Even death cannot separate them.
…
As the sun sets, the dusk gradually sinks.
Qin Xiao drove to the martial arts hall.
Before the martial arts gym, the car could no longer approach.
Many people flooded the street, blocking the intersection.
Qin Xiao could only park the car on the side of the road and opened the door.
He got out of the car and looked forward.
Something seems to have happened before, the crowd is surging, and it is very noisy.
Qin Xiao frowned subconsciously. If he was right, the place where the crowd gathered was the entrance of the martial arts hall.
Qin Xiao's heart tightened, and immediately speeded up and walked over.
At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the night wind was full of loneliness, which made people feel heavy.
The atmosphere was so solemn, even the air was filled with a cold sense of tension.
In the next second, Qin Xiao saw a familiar face.
That is one of his brothers.
The man's expression was too flustered, he walked out of the crowd, as if going to find someone.
He suddenly raised his head, and his gaze fell on Qin Xiao.
The man seemed relieved and walked over quickly.
Qin Xiao immediately said, "What happened?"
The man's eyes darkened: "Brother Xiao, something happened to the martial arts hall."
Qin Xiao had already guessed something in his heart, his expression tightened, he passed through the crowd and arrived at the gate of the martial arts hall.
After seeing the situation there, Qin Xiao's eyes narrowed.
Someone died at the gate of the martial arts hall.
Qin Xiao approached the corpse and knelt down to check.
The deceased was a woman with messy clothes.
There are also large and small wounds in other parts, but the fatal wounds are on the stomach.
A dagger stuck in her abdomen.
She obviously died of excessive blood loss, but there were not many bloodstains on the ground.
Qin Xiao frowned, he thought this was not the first scene.
He already understood the current situation, this incident was directed at the martial arts hall.
A voice rang beside him: "Brother Xiao, what should we do?"
Qin Xiao did not answer yet, someone shouted outside.
"Unrelated personnel, please leave immediately."
"We are the people in the patrol room."
The crowd was divided into a walkway, and the police officer separated them.
There was one person walking at the back. He was Inspector Shao from the Central Arrest House.
There is a dead body at the gate of the martial arts hall, and this case has already been reported.
Inspector Shao knew that the owner of that martial arts hall was Qin Xiao.
Therefore, he personally rushed over.
When Inspector Shao approached, Qin Xiao just stood up.
The eyes of the two met, and at the same time they recognized each other's identity.
The next second, they looked at each other and nodded.
Inspector Shao walked to the dead body and knelt down extremely calmly.
The deceased seemed to have resisted before his death, and the sleeves of his clothes were torn apart.
Her eyes widened and she was terrified.
I don't know if she had been sexually assaulted before her death.
Although it is late spring, the temperature is still a bit low after nightfall.
And this woman didn't wear a coat, just a cheongsam.
The opening on the side of the cheongsam was so wide that her snow-white thighs were exposed to the air.
Although her makeup is a bit sloppy, she can still see that she is heavily makeup and she loves to dress up very much.
Inspector Shao had a vague guess.
Inspector Shao stood up, waved his hand, and called a police officer over.
"Go and see if there are any coats left in the alley nearby."
The meaning of Inspector Shao’s words was obvious. He suspected that the deceased’s coat fell in the corner during the fight.
There is another meaning. He guessed that after someone killed the deceased, he dragged him to the gate of the martial arts hall.
He also keenly recognized that this was not the first scene.
Inspector Shao looked at Qin Xiao: "Any possibility will not be missed."
Although Inspector Shao thinks things are not so easy, he will not let go of his doubts about Qin Xiao.
He turned his head and looked at the people onlookers.
Inspector Shao opened his mouth: "Does anyone know this dead man?"
The crowd was quiet for a while.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered.
Inspector Shao's questioning was unsuccessful, and he began to order the police to protect the scene and bring the body back to the central arrest room.
At this time, a voice sounded.
"I met her, she is a prostitute in a nearby brothel."
The man said the name of a prostitute, a few blocks away from the martial arts hall.
Inspector Shao looked at Qin Xiao: "Then I can only trouble you to go with me."
Someone died at the door of Qin Xiao's Martial Arts Hall. Of course, Qin Xiao would be involved in this matter.
Qin Xiao nodded: "Okay."
Inspector Shao took two police officers and walked to the prostitute with Qin Xiao.
The brothel has been lit up, ready to open for business.
There are not many guests in twos and threes.
At this time, the brothel looked a little deserted.
When Qin Xiao first stepped into the prostitute, the smell of inferior powder came from inside.
There was still a lustful atmosphere in the air.
Qin Xiao frowned subconsciously, and paused slightly.
He has never used this kind of place in the future, and he is obviously a little uncomfortable.
Inspector Shao often went to Fengyue Place, and he walked in naturally.
As soon as the hall saw a guest coming, it immediately greeted him.
He smiled three-pointedly when he saw people, with a clean smile.
The prostitute will find some white and pleasing halls and welcome the guests in.
Tangguan is used to recognizing faces and people. As soon as he saw Inspector Qin Xiao and Shao, he recognized their identities.
He called someone sweetly: "Inspector Shao, Master Xiao."
Inspector Shao glanced at the hall. Although he had never been to this prostitute, he was familiar with it.
"What about your boss? I have something to ask her."
After observing his words and colors, he quickly understood the meaning of Inspector Shao's words.
Today, none of these masters are here to have fun. It seems that they must have something important.
The front of the hall did not change color, and made a gesture of please.
"The boss is in the room, I will take you over."
The hall led the way, leading Qin Xiao and the others to the prostitute.
They stopped in front of a room, and the hall came forward and knocked on the door.
A hoarse voice came from inside the door: "Who?"
The hall's voice is not heavy, just so that the people in the room can hear: "Sister Liu, the people who patrol the room are here."
As soon as the voice fell, there was some movement in the room, and someone walked to the door.
The door was suddenly opened, and a woman about fifty years old appeared in front of them.
When she saw Inspector Shao, she smiled at him.
"Inspector Shao, please come in."
Sister Liu smiled, wrinkles filled the corners of her eyes, showing signs of time.
However, Sister Liu's face can still tell what she looked like when she was young.
Inspector Shao nodded and walked in very naturally.
Qin Xiao seemed a little cramped, but he also followed up the room.
"Please sit down."
Sister Liu pointed to the sofa in front of her.
"What kind of tea do you want?"
Inspector Shao waved his hand: "No, we just want to ask you something."
Sister Liu gave the hall a wink, and the hall quickly understood, closed the door immediately, and walked out.
Sister Liu sat on the chair in front of them: "I wonder what Inspector Shao wants to ask?"
Inspector Shao said, "Are all the prostitutes here?"
Sister Liu covered her mouth and smiled: "We have what type Inspector Shao wants here."
Inspector Shao grabbed a smile: "Is anyone here?"
Inspector Shao's voice sank, and his tone became serious.
Sister Liu immediately closed her smile, she knew something must have happened.
Sister Liu said, "I want to ask first."
Inspector Shao nodded and acquiesced in her behavior.
Sister Liu stood up and walked to the door.
She opened the door of the room and called the hall just now.
"Go and see, which lady is missing now?"
After receiving the order, the hall immediately turned and left.
It didn't take long for the hall to come back panting.
"Sister Susu is missing."
The hall said again: "Her little sister also said that she never came back after going out this afternoon."
Sister Liu frowned: "Well, you can do your own thing."
Although the hall does not know what happened, it can detect the bad atmosphere in the room.
He nodded obediently, turned and returned to his position.
Sister Liu walked to Inspector Shao: "Susu is not here."
"Don't know what's going on?"
Sister Liu felt vaguely uncomfortable in her heart, and her tone was a bit anxious.
Inspector Shao said: "Someone died at the gate of the martial arts hall tonight. It should be from this prostitute."
Sister Liu softened her hands and feet and almost fell to the ground.
Sister Liu's voice was flustered: "Are you sure?"
Inspector Shao asked: "Do you have any photos of Susu?"
Sister Liu nodded repeatedly: "Yes."
She forced her mind down and took out a box from the drawer.
The box opened, and it was full of photos of the prostitutes in the brothel.
Sister Liu took out one of them and handed it to Inspector Shao: "This is Susu."
Inspector Shao reached out and took a look.
His tone was certain: "It's her."
Sister Liu's heart tightened, the box fell off from her hands, and the photos scattered all over the floor.
Inspector Shao asked again: "Who has she been in close contact with recently?"
Sister Liu resisted the fear and calmed her mind. She always remembered the guests' faces.
She will remember the kindness of every prostitute in the brothel.
Sister Liu quickly remembered: "That person has been with Susu for more than a month."
"I remember that… "
"He is a member of the Golden Sword Society."