The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the iron door closing, Cheng Qing patted his numb hands, turned and walked forward.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Shen Yajun who was a few steps away, the smile on Cheng Qing's face suddenly disappeared.

He paused and waited until Shen Yajun came to him, Cheng Qing asked coldly: "How is the investigation going?"

"No progress."

Shen Yajun shook her head, "Ningxia had nothing unusual on the night my second brother died. And the unusual things about her are just my feeling, so..."

"Then keep checking."

Before Shen Yajun finished speaking, Cheng Qing interrupted her, "If people don't want to know, unless I do nothing, I spend more time with her."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Qing turned back slowly, looked at Shen Yajun and said, "If you don't want to check, remember to tell me, I can arrange it myself."

"mom?"

Shouting out loud, Shen Yajun's eyes hurt when she met her mother with an indifferent face, "Second brother is gone, and I am also very sad. I feel the same way as you and my father. I also hope to find out who that person is. How can you say that about me if you let him be shredded into pieces?"

"Really?"

With no expression on his face, Cheng Qing shrugged, "I thought, you wish your second brother would die."

Eyes widened, Shen Yajun opened his mouth, but he still didn't say "Mom".

Thousands of grievances were stuck in his heart, watching his mother walk away, a layer of tears suddenly appeared in Shen Yajun's eyes.

Shen Yajun knew that from the moment she pulled out her gun and shot her eldest brother, in her mother's heart, she was no different from a dead person.

If it weren't for her being her daughter, maybe she would have died many times.

But, did she do something wrong?

No, she is right!

Sniffing to force back the tears in his eyes, Shen Yajun took a deep breath and walked towards the front yard.

Half an hour later, Shen Yajun came out of the monitoring room with a dull expression.

The conversation between mother and Ningxia sounded nothing out of the ordinary, but the hidden meaning in the words made Shen Yajun feel startled.

Should Ning Xia pay for the mistakes Ning Fei made?

Mother, what do you mean?

What did Ning Fei do?

There was a huge guess in her heart, but she couldn't believe it. Shen Yajun stood alone in the garden for a long time before turning around and hurriedly heading towards the backyard.

Kicking the door open with a bang, looking at Gui Jianchou who was lying on the tatami reading a book, Shen Yajun asked straight to the point: "Why are you approaching Ningxia?"

Gui Jianchou is the old man beside Shen Songming.

Be it a detective or a killer, over the years, Gui Jianchou has helped Shen Songming deal with many things that were inconvenient for Shen Songming to take action.

However, after the previous mission was completed, Gui Jianchou reappeared, but was helping Ningxia track down her own life experience.

Gui Jianchou said that it was a private job he received from the organization to earn some pocket money and pass the boring time.

Although there were some coincidences, Shen Yajun didn't think much about it.

But now looking back and thinking about it, Shen Yajun felt that this coincidence was too coincidental.

"What is Miss suspecting?"

Gui Jianchou sat up and put down the book in his hand, "Do you suspect that I have betrayed the master, or do you suspect the boss?"

Shen Yajun couldn't ask the words that came to his lips, looking at the calm Gui Jianchou, suddenly felt that she seemed to know the answer.

Ning Fei's suicide, her mother's forbearance all these years, and, behind those photos, her mother's wanton indulgence...

"I know, I know..."

Tears oozed from the corner of his eyes, Shen Yajun murmured in a low voice, turned around and walked away in a daze.