Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

The curtain is on.

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Carelessly unlocking the phone, Chu Jingran discovered that it was a text message from an unfamiliar number, and nodded with puzzled brows. The moment he saw what was written in the text message, his face suddenly changed.

Two minutes later, Yuan Zhuo, who came back after paying the bill, smiled and extended his hand to the people in the seat: "Let's go, let's go home."

Seeing the hand stretched out to him by the man with a gentle smile on the opposite side, Chu Jingran tightened his fingertips under the table.

Normally, he would have covered his hands without the slightest hesitation, but at this moment...

With an unnatural smile on his face, Chu Jingran said: "Well... I'll go to the bathroom first, Ah Zhuo, why don't you drive the car out first?"

Looking across at the young man with a slightly abnormal expression, Yuan Zhuo's eyes were unclear, and after five seconds of silence, a smile gradually bloomed.

"it is good."

Watching Yuan Zhuo's figure go away, Chu Jingran stood up holding the mobile phone tightly in his hand, and walked towards the box that the other party had sent him just now.

'I have the truth about the death of your parents, if you want to know, go to the VIP3 box alone, remember, alone! ! ! '

A simple sentence awakened all kinds of abnormalities in Chu Jingran's mind about the death of his parents.

From very early on, he guessed that the death of his parents could not have been caused by a so-called quarrel accident, because although the two of them didn't have much affection in his memory, they had never confronted each other, let alone quarreled.

And the truth that some people are saying now, does it mean that there is really something hidden about the death of the parents?

Although I don't know why the other party insisted on letting him go alone, compared with the truth of the case back then, it is obviously not the focus of Chu Jingran's current concern.

All the way to the destination, looking at the closed box door in front of him, Chu Jingran unconsciously tightened the cell phone in his hand, took a deep breath, and pushed open the box door.

As far as the eye can see, there is no one in the box, and there is no one in sight. The heat of the food is rising from the dining table, and the half glass of wine still in the goblet is also indicating that there is still food here just now. The fact that there are people.

Chu Jingran wanted to look carefully for the figure of the person in the box, but when he touched the leather file bag on the table not far away, all his eyes stopped subconsciously.

"I have the truth about your parents' death. If you want to know, go to VIP Box 3 alone..."

Uncontrollably scrolling through the information I read just now in my mind, there is no one in the box, but there is a suspicious file bag, so...

Is the answer I'm looking for right here?

Thinking of this possibility, Chu Jingran's heart beat inexplicably faster, and he stared at it for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath, approached the desk step by step, raised his hand and picked up the document bag on the table, Slightly trembling fingertips slowly opened it.

The once gentle faces of the parents quickly flashed in the mind, and the warm scene at home stayed in the softest place in the bottom of my heart. The beautiful pictures of the family celebrating their birthday during the holiday were all wiped out by the shocking explosion and raging fire. .

The answers I was looking for at the beginning, those doubts, whether it...can give the most perfect answer.

Finally, the cowhide bag in his hand was completely untied, and cautiously holding his heart speeding up, Chu Jingran reached out and took out the information inside.

The tragic scene, the burning black marks, the splattered walls, the shattered glass shards... One by one the photos seem to restore the tragic scene six years ago, and Chu Jingran's whole heart was shattered by the dazzling photos. Restraint, about the bone-crushing reappearance of the collapse when he lost his parents, his vision slowly blurred in his eyes due to the pain.

Like a fish about to drown, Chu Jingran tried hard to breathe the little oxygen in the air, and with trembling fingers, he opened the autopsy results of his parents, which he had been looking for in recent years, but which he had never found.

The body is more damaged, there are signs of bleeding, there is no trace of soot in the respiratory tract, there is swelling in the airway and abdomen, and there is stellate hemorrhage in the lungs...

His eyes were blurred by tears, and Chu Jingran couldn't look at the results of the autopsy anymore, as if he had lost his last support, he curled up in pain with his mouth open and squatted down, covering his broken heart, almost crying out Voice.

Born as a medical student, he knew the technical terms in the autopsy report better than anyone else.

At the scene of the fire, the parents' bodies were more damaged and there were signs of bleeding. It can be roughly concluded that the parents had died before the fire and explosion, and the fire and explosion were just a cover-up or for another purpose.

There is no trace of soot in the respiratory tract, which just proves the above point. People who are not breathing will naturally not inhale thick smoke, and there is swelling in the airway and abdomen, and there are stellate hemorrhages in the lungs, which clearly shows that , the real cause of death of the parents was drowning, and both of them struggled vigorously before death.

The case six years ago is completely clear