What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

As soon as the police asked the question, Qian Jiawang's face changed obviously.

His position in the Qian family was already very delicate, and the police's words undoubtedly pushed him to the forefront.

And he actually went to Qian Xingtang's bedroom last night!

Qian Jiawang replied calmly: "There is nothing wrong with my nephew's mood. He was just a little agitated after drinking. But after I went to chat with him for a while, his mood had stabilized and he was much better. .”

The policeman nodded: "Okay, I'll record it here. If I find anything over there, I'll contact you again."

"Okay, comrade police, thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome, let's go back first."

The police rushed away, and the eldest brother of the Qian family immediately dragged Qian Jiawang to a deserted corner.

"Jiawang, you..."

"Brother, I don't want to explain anything to you. If you think I can hang myself after just two sentences, then I did it. You can call the police." Qian Jiawang blocked what the eldest brother of the Qian family was going to say next. Export words.

He knew what his eldest brother was going to say next would be difficult to hear and could easily damage the relationship between their brothers.

That's what Qian Jiawang thought. Unexpectedly, the eldest brother of the Qian family kept calling him.

The sound of "pop" made Qian Jiawang stunned.

"What are you doing, brother?" Qian Jiawang asked, covering his face.

"What are you doing? What do you mean when you say this to me? Do you think I am doubting you?" The eldest brother of the Qian family educated him in turn: "It's already this time, and our Qian family should be more united!"

"I won't talk about useless things, and don't think about useless things for me, do you hear me?!"

A warm current flowed through Qian Jiawang's heart.

He nodded and said, "I was wrong, brother. I mistook you. I promise I won't do it again in the future."

"Okay, let's not talk about that now. I just want to ask you what you talked about with Xingtang last night. During the chat, did you find anything wrong with him?"

"Xingtang hasn't been feeling well since he finished drinking last night. When I went to his room last night, he always cried and told me that he missed my sister." Qian Jiawang said helplessly: "Brother, you too I know that Xingtang drank too much, so I wouldn’t care if he showed any abnormal emotions at that time.”

"And I still don't think that the emotions caused by a person's drinking will make him want to commit suicide!"

"But now it turns out that Xingtang committed suicide..." The tears that the eldest brother of the Qian family had just suppressed suddenly flowed out again: "What do you think of Xingtang?"

"Brother, although the police said that Xingtang committed suicide, we can't think so." Qian Jiawang hugged the shoulders of the eldest brother of the Qian family, leaned in front of him and said, "Don't forget how my sister died. Someone has been We are staring at our Qian family, and now we have to think carefully about who our Qian family has offended over the years, so that he can find ways to kill our Qian family members."

The eldest brother of the Qian family lowered his head and thought for a while: "When the Zhang family announced the sale of their property, Zheng Dacai of the Zheng family had a few arguments with your sister on the phone. Could it be him?"

"Impossible! I know Zheng Dacai. The most he can do is poke you behind your back and play some dirty tricks with you. He doesn't dare to cause any harm to anyone."

"And the hatred between our family and their Zheng family will not lead to any loss of life."

"I'm thinking about it."

The eldest brother of the Qian family looked around and suddenly caught a glimpse of the Zhang family who had been watching the excitement outside the door.

"Yeah! Your sister's business strategy has always been focused on the Zhang family. Do you think it could be the Zhang family..."

Qian Jiawang lowered his head and thought deeply after hearing this.

After a while, he shook his head and said in denial: "It's probably unlikely. It's normal to have conflicts in business. The two families won't be fighting to the death. And you know what Mr. Zhang is like. He's a very decent person."

"I believe Mr. Zhang cannot do such a thing, but it's hard to say for other members of the Zhang family..."

……

In the room not far next door.

Zhang Chengquan sat on the chair, eyes closed, sweating profusely.

After a moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, breathing heavily, as if all the strength in his body had been drained out in an instant.

He picked up the water glass on the side and drank it in one gulp.

Zhang Chengquan lowered his head and muttered in confusion: "That shouldn't be the case...Why can't we get in touch..."

A dark shadow appeared on the wall behind him.

"Sir, you call me."

"I can't contact the two spirits in Wangjiang. Go to Wangjiang now and see what's going on."

"Okay sir."

The shadow disappeared behind the wall.

Zhang Chengquan raised his head and looked out the window with an unusually solemn expression.

"Why can't we contact you? What is the problem? Does Zhang Xiaoan even know about it?"

With many doubts.

Zhang Chengquan adjusted his mood, stood up and walked out of the door.

As soon as he walked to the door, he happened to meet Zhang Huaide who was rushing back from outside.

"Second uncle, I'm looking for you."

"What's wrong? Why are you looking for me?"

"Qian Jiawang just told me that you are the most respected person among the people here. He wanted me to invite you over to help the Qian family handle the funeral."

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

……

It's one o'clock in the afternoon.

Such an incident happened in Beigang Scenic Area. Fang Moxuan didn't want to continue playing anymore and was going to go back home to deal with household matters first.

It happened that Zhang Qingyang also wanted to go back and wanted to join her. The three of them switched cars on the way, so it was not very tiring.

Before leaving.

Zhang Qingyang found Zhang Chengquan and said to him: "Sir, I will not participate in other people's funerals. I will go back to Wangjiang first."

"Okay, you can't help here. If you want to go back, just go back." Zhang Chengquan smiled and said with a kind face: "After you go back, if you need money, you must call me. Don’t wrong yourself.”

"Ah...oh, okay, don't worry, I'm leaving."

Zhang Qingyang turned around and scratched his head.

I thought that the old man must be seriously ill. Otherwise, with his character, he would never talk to me so gently. He emphasized over and over again that he needed money to call him.

Although his psychology is puzzling, Zhang Qingyang never thinks about those things.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Chengquan, he followed Fang Moxuan and drove towards Wangjiang.

Zhang Qingyang drove the first leg, and Fang Moxuan sat in the passenger seat.

Zhang Qingyang would not have any evil thoughts about Fang Moxuan, his sister-in-law, but he still had to avoid suspicion.

"Two aunts, let's go back to Wangjiang directly, or play together and go back all the way."

Fang Moxuan looked out the window and responded casually: "You two can decide, I can do it."

Yang Xinyi echoed: "I can do it too."

"It depends on the situation. If we pass by some interesting place, let's go and have fun." Zhang Qingyang then asked: "Then what should we eat at night?"

"You two decide, I can do it."

"Me too."

Zhang Qingyang: "...Oh, I had known earlier that the plane would go back home. What a sin..."