"This kid, I obviously told him to leave quickly, but he just refused. That day, I almost beat him out. I thought he could at least save his life, but who knew he still wouldn't be able to escape."
Master Qian looked at Qian Hong's body with cold eyes, but two lines of tears welled up from his face.
"When I saw him, he had been severely injured. I gave him a life-sustaining pill, thinking he could survive, but in the end..."
Xiaolan felt a little sad and turned around, no longer looking at Qian Hong on the ground.
"Thank you so much, Miss Xiaolan. This kid, he must have insisted on seeing me again, but it's a pity..." Mr. Qian suddenly laughed miserably, "Fu Rong is right, we have done such evil things, how can we hide from them?"
I can't escape it, I can't escape it, I can't escape it."
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Mr. Qian. Mr. Qian's hand was gently stroking Qian Hong's face, and then he closed his eyes that were still open: "My child, I have always treated you as my son. In the next life,
If possible, you can become my son."
As he said that, Master Qian stood up slowly and turned to Qin Shaobai: "Master Qin, actually I have wanted to come to the county government office to confess everything for a long time. These days, I really can't stand it anymore. Master Qin, you
Do you know that the most painful thing is not to kill someone, but to find out after killing someone that killing is not a solution to the problem at all?"
"Master Qian, are you ready to tell us everything?" Xiao Shan asked.
He originally came to Qin Shaobai to report on escorting Mr. Qian home, but when he came, he saw Qian Hong dying.
Qin Shaobai asked him to invite Master Qian over, and Xiao Shan also expressed his opinion that Qian Hong's body should be transported to the county government office, where Master Qian could explain everything.
Who would have thought that his Master Qin shook his head and told him not to make a big announcement, but to quietly invite Master Qian to the Qin Mansion.
"Yes, I should have told everything a long time ago." Mr. Qian was so quiet that it was incredible.
"Master Qin, they say that Miss Xiaolan makes tea that is very fragrant and fragrant. Can you please make Miss Xiaolan a pot of tea for me?"
"Master Qian is serious. You are a guest of the Qin family when you come to the Qin Mansion. Xiaolan should make a pot of good tea to entertain the guests."
Mr. Qian was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Miss Xiaolan is so generous. I have never seen any girl who is willing to treat a murder suspect as a guest."
"Master Qian, it's not convenient to talk here. Let's go to the inner room." Qin Shaobai made a gesture of invitation and said to Xiao Shan, "Brother Xiao, please have Qian Hong's body sent to Yizhuang.
He said it was a sudden death, and we will conduct an autopsy on him after Mr. Song comes back."
Mr. Qian took a sip of tea and smiled slightly: "Miss Xiaolan's craftsmanship is really good. It's a pity that I may never have the opportunity to drink the tea made by Miss Xiaolan as a guest again."
After taking another sip, Mr. Qian put down the cup in his hand with infinite nostalgia, stood up, and gave a thank you gift to Xiaolan.
"Master Qin, let's get started." After Master Qian sat down, he looked extremely calm. He looked outside the house, where Xiao Shan was asking people to move Qian Hong's body to Yizhuang.
"Master Qian, Qian Hong said that you did something you shouldn't have done. I think he meant the three of you. You, Qian Hong, and Mrs. Qian killed your young master, Qian Jincai.
,Yeah?"
Master Qian glanced at Qin Shaobai and nodded.
"I heard Master Qian say that Qian Jincai is your only son of three generations. Why would Master Qian kill him so cruelly?"
"Sir, do we really not need to go to court to explain all this?"
Qin Shaobai shook his head.
When Xiao Shan went to invite Mr. Qian, Qin Shaobai also thought about clarifying the matter directly in court so that the case could be revealed.
But what he was thinking about was another thing. Who was the man in black? Why did he control Mr. Qian to report a false case?
Obviously, the person who did a series of things in Yanshan today was the man in black. It can be seen that the man in black has good martial arts and strategies.
This is what Qin Shaobai doesn't understand. The level of the man in black definitely doesn't seem to have anything to do with Master Qian and the others, unless it's not Master Qian he wants to deal with.
Qin Shaobai told Luo Baotou and Xiaolan his views, and Xiaolan thought that it would be better to use the trick to win Master Qian's trust and let Master Qian continue to follow the instructions of the man in black, so that they could figure it out.
What on earth does the man in black want to do?
Xiaolan also specifically told him that no one but the three of them and Mr. Qian could know about this matter.
Qin Shaobai naturally knows this.
Although he has never been an undercover agent, he has watched Infernal Affairs over and over again.
"Master Qin." Master Qian saw that Qin Shaobai was not in a hurry to interrogate him. He was a little confused and couldn't help but press the question.
"Master Qian, please tell me slowly."
Mr. Qian hummed, but felt his throat hurt again. He coughed a few times, and finally said slowly.
As Qian Hong said, money has become more and more excessive.
After what happened in Yihongyuan, Qian Jincai was making money every day. Not only that, he kept causing trouble for Mr. Qian.
That day, Mrs. Furong, the new wife of the Qian family, asked whether the child was possessed by a ghost, and suggested that Mr. Qian go to the temple to ask for a lottery ticket.
Sure enough, the monk who interpreted the signature said that Qian Jincai was a jackal that Master Qian killed in his previous life and that he was here to collect debts in this life.
How can Mr. Qian believe it? He is a living person with his blood flowing.
Unexpectedly, the monk then asked if a relative in the Qian family had died recently. He said that the soul of that relative had been eaten by the jackal Qian Jincai.
Master Qian staggered back, and halfway through, he realized that Mrs. Qian had not followed.
He turned back again and saw Mrs. Furong walking over with a sad face.
When Master Qian asked, he found out that Mrs. Furong had gone to ask the monk how to solve the problem.
"What the alchemist said was all to fool you into giving him alms. He would naturally make the matter as serious as possible. How could you believe it?"
Mr. Qian darkened his eyes: "How could I believe the method that Furong asked? No matter how much I hate Jincai, he is my son after all. How could I want to kill him? I, I always
I just think that one day, when he grows up, he will be sensible."
As Master Qian spoke, he reached out and took out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes.
"What is the solution to the disaster that Madam Furong asked about?"
"The monk said that there is only one way to solve the Qian family's bad luck, which is to make the money disappear forever."