The Red Wall of the Net King

How gorgeous the cherry blossoms in late spring bloom, so how tragic should it wither?

"You killed her?" The sunlight shining on my eyes made me want to cry.

"Yes."

I nod in acknowledgment, albeit just the work of a soul that inhabits my body.

But after all, it is the use of my emotions to achieve this purpose.

The woman in front of her raised her hand, but put it down.

"Why do you do this?" She looked at me with some despair.

It turned out that everything was too simple for me.

"Did you see those things posted in the school?" I asked with a smile.

But I couldn't wait for any answer, I only saw the back gradually going away.

Finally, Mrs. Atobe knew the cause of Ye Jiuan's death.

So whoever posted these things, I'm sorry I can't let you go any longer.

"Qing Cheng... please don't pay too much attention to those things." Good people Feng Jun and Xia Mujing were the first to greet me.

I smiled and said I didn't care.

"Then let's clarify them together." Jing smiled warmly.

"No, I don't care..." I smiled indifferently.

"Qing Xi is always like this. Sometimes I wonder, what Qing Xi cares about? Does Qing Xi really regard me as a friend?" Jing interrupted me impatiently.

"Ah Lie, it really is here." The unique Kansai accent floated from behind casually.

Turning his head, he smiled sarcastically: "Since when did Renzu like to meddle in other people's business?"

"Aoshi, I'm not meddling in my own business. Whether it's from the perspective of a friend or Atobe's girlfriend, I should help anyway." Shinobu stroked his iris-blue hair.

"Yushi, don't ignore me." Xiang Ri suddenly appeared.

It seems to come with Ninjazu.

"Let's go up." Next came Hiji.

"It's terrible." I said Minghu's mantra with a smile.

Sure enough, I saw the helplessness on Mingto's face.

"Not much nonsense, Atobe asked us to come." Shinozu explained with a smile.

"So... where is he?" I suddenly felt warm in my heart.

Very warm very warm.

"A woman who is not gorgeous... I am here." Atobe's ostentation was great.

Behind him was the tall Huadi, and Huadi carried the sleeping Cilang on his shoulders.

"Although I am very touched, this matter..." I bowed deeply, "I will solve it myself. If Jingwu intervenes, your mother will be dissatisfied, right?"

"Not gorgeous woman, go to my uncle's house." Uncle Atobe dragged me into the car forcefully.

So the Hyotei group sailed to Atobe House in a magnificent manner.

"Jingwu, did you bring it back?" the smiling Ryoko Atobe said happily.

"This is..." I was a little puzzled.

"Hey, Qingzhi's younger sister came to see me a few days ago." Mrs. Atobe explained.

"I see." I nodded.

I dragged him past Renzu and drove to his hospital.

"You mean, my mother's death is very strange?" I was inexplicably nervous.

I repeatedly looked at the death report.

"Yes, your mother's death does not seem to be an old disease. Before death, the lips and extremities were cyanotic, the extremities were extremely cold, followed by dyspnea, and shock. It seems to be the symptoms of allergies." The doctor said calmly.

Didn't my mother die of overwhelmed grief from the complaints of the soul that inhabited my body?

"Allergies? I don't know what my mother is allergic to." I couldn't believe that my mother hadn't been allergic to any special things in my memory.

"It's a drug allergy. In the later inspection, some kind of drug injected for her exceeded the standard. But there is no record, it seems to be the behavior of a foreigner." The doctor in the white coat spoke deliberatively.

"So, it was done by someone who came to visit her." I tried my best to calm down, "Then, how long do the images recorded by the cameras in your hospital usually be kept?"

"Usually one year. It will be cleaned up at the end of each year." The doctor's words finally disappointed me.

"Thank you. Then why have you never contacted me about such a big matter?" I questioned.

"Ms. Atobe asked us to hide this matter temporarily." The doctor frowned.

what's going on……

Mrs. Atobe came with a cassette in her hand.

"Does Qinghe know what's in this tape?" Wei Liang asked with some hesitation. "When I was investigating the cause of Kishi's death, I found something strange."

"You mean my temperament has changed?" I probably understood something.

"Although I had some doubts, I didn't realize it was abnormal when the mental report came out later." Mrs. Atobe took out my last mental report from her bag.

"If it's really a dual personality, I probably don't know it. But these years, Qingshen seems to know what happened to him. So can you tell me the reason? After all, I received her after your mother passed away.

Email before death, entrust me to take care of you. "Mrs. Atobe gently patted my head.

"Take care?" I suddenly felt very strange, if it was take care, why never came to me?

"Your mother is a very stubborn person. She hopes that you can live happily with your father, so please ask me to help you when you are in trouble." Mrs. Atobe's words always have a touch of sentimentality.

"For a whole year, my body wasn't in my control..." I briefly explained what had happened to me—unbelievably so. "It may really be a mental problem, maybe it is."

"Then, forget about those unpleasant things, no matter what happened in the past. It will be much better if you say it." In my memory, it seems that my mother likes to smile quietly and comfort me like that.

"Now, Mrs. Atobe, can you tell me what happened?" I was inexplicably concerned about the person who killed my mother.

"It's Aunt Ryoko." Mrs. Atobe was particularly stubborn.

"Hi, Aunt Ryoko." I was a little awkward.

"According to the tape..."

Aunt Ryoko briefly described the situation.

"Then why did it take until now?" I was always puzzled.

"There was no evidence until recently when your sister came to me."

"If she comes, could it be that the one who killed my mother was..." I guessed softly.

Until she nodded heavily.