A clear "salute" made the six members of the Zhao family tremble with fright. They subconsciously guessed that a certain big shot was coming. They almost subconsciously stood up and moved in a panic, inevitably bumping into the table or table.
Make some noise.
After refilling the tea for the Zhao family, I quickly ran to the table, put the electric kettle on the tea tray, and stood facing the door.
Outside the door, the two police officers guarding the scene saw a handsome and outrageous uniformed officer who was accompanied by a colonel-level officer and an armed police officer. They stood at attention and saluted in one go, with particularly firm and bright eyes.
The handsome officer returned the military salute, nodded and smiled at the two men. Following the young officer, Police Colonel C took a quick step, pushed open the closed door, stepped back a step, and waited for the officer to enter the reception room before following him.
The door was pushed inward and opened. The Zhao family looked at the door nervously, and then walked in a tall and straight military officer. On the epaulette of the summer military uniform was a gold star on a golden pine branch. The shining golden star indicated his position as a major general.
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That human face was like white jade, with flawless facial features carved by miraculous craftsmanship, and a handsome appearance, like bright sunshine shining in all directions, like the flawless moon.
The young man has a handsome face, his eyes are as bright as the stars, and he is wearing a decent military uniform. He is unparalleled in strength, upright and majestic. He does not say a word, but he dominates the world.
He is as towering and tall as a mountain. Stepping into the reception room, people feel that the whole place has become smaller. People in front of him are like ants facing an elephant. He is so unattainable.
Zhao Li stared straight at the young officer's epaulettes. He made a soft sound in his throat and his face suddenly became colorful.
Zhao Zongze opened his eyes full of fear.
Zhao Yixiong blew out a stream of air from his nose, and his legs were so stiff that they felt like they had lost consciousness.
Guo Furong was so frightened that she lost half of her soul when she saw what the police officers called the leadership-level officer, and she was trembling.
Mrs. Zhao could stuff a watermelon with her mouth open, and Zhao Danxuan looked like she had seen a ghost.
Three generations and six members of the Zhao family stared at the unparalleledly handsome young officer, as if a flying bird had been strangled by the neck, and they were instantly suffocated, unable to make a single sound.
"Salute! Hello, chief." Yao Yao Ling straightened his back and said hello to the commander loudly.
Several uniformed police officers standing in front and back of the reception room stood at attention and saluted. They did not move and kept their duties. They all looked straight ahead and raised their hands in salute.
The youth, a young major general with a handsome face and a vague aura of evil spirits, returned the military salute: "Thank you for your hard work, comrades."
Amidst the sound of "No hard work", several people who were saluting lowered their raised hands in unison. The others did not move for a moment, walked quickly to the seat behind the waist, dragged the chair out, and asked the officer to sit down.
Yan Xing walked calmly behind the table without squinting his eyes, and sat down calmly.
Yao Yao Ling cleverly handed the brewed tea to the captain and stood aside quietly.
Guards in military uniforms and escorts in armed police uniforms stood behind the officers and glanced at the Zhao family with murderous eyes, which shocked the latter to the core.
"You guys sit down." The four prison guards guarding Zhao Yixiong and Zhao Zongze severely reminded the suspects and their families when they saw the Zhao family standing stupidly, which seriously affected the mood of the officers.
Everyone in the Zhao family was frightened by the stern voice. They shivered with fright and mechanically sat down. When they sat down, their movements were stiff and their buttocks touched the bench. The three women were still trembling.
Zhao Li and Zhao Yixiong's nerves were tense, very tight.
Looking at the group of scum below who were related to him, the evil spirit in Yan Xing's heart came out bit by bit, but there was still no wave on his face. He picked up the tea cup, blew on the floating petals, and looked at it calmly.
To the six scum who dared not look at him, he said calmly: "Drink tea."
The beautiful voice is like the sound of golden bells and jade drums, and the tone is cold and emotionless, making people feel like a cold wind is blowing, making people feel chilled. However, the speaker calmly brings the tea cup to his plump and red lips.
Side and sip gently.
The evil aura on the captain's body was getting stronger. Yao Yaoling glanced at Heijiu secretly and muttered silently. Just now, Brother Jiu said that the captain's aura was not enough. Now the captain is showing murderous aura. If it continues, those closest to the captain will suffer.
Okay.
Heijiu was also broken inside. When the captain came, he looked refreshed and didn't look angry at all. He opened up his aura in the blink of an eye and was very good at changing his face at any time. But, captain, you are always ready to show off your bastard spirit.
Can we avoid it first?
Zhao Li was so shocked by Yan Xing's two words that his heart trembled violently. He stretched out his stiff hands to hold the tea cup and drink tea.
Even Zhao Li couldn't resist Yan Xing's aura, and Mrs. Zhao was even more powerless. Terrified, they all subconsciously picked up their teacups, not caring about scalding their mouths with water, and took one sip after another.
of drink.
The six people subconsciously surrendered to Yan Xing's invisible suppression. Because Yan Xing didn't say stop, they kept drinking, drinking, drinking. They drank up the tea that was still burning their mouths. Their mouths still felt dry and they held the cups stiffly.
Yao Yao Ling was particularly clever. He refilled the water for the six members of the Zhao family, half a cup, and then quietly returned to serve as the doorkeeper behind the captain.
The newly added tea was too hot. Zhao Li and others let go of their hands, but they still put their hands on the table, not daring to move them.
A group of scum were as cowardly as dogs. Yan Xingjiang drank half a cup of tea and gently laid it flat on the table. His tone was still calm: "I have something to ask the Zhao family alone. You go outside and wait."
"Yes, Chief!"
Heijiu and others obeyed the order tactfully, turned around and walked towards the door without hesitation, opened the door one after another and went out. Heijiu was the last to help close the door.
When they got outside, everyone didn't stay at the door. Instead, they walked a few meters away from the reception room and stood guard to prevent other people from approaching. In fact, they had done the clearing work in advance. It was impossible for anyone to rush around. It was just a formality.
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The police officers all left the reception room, and the whole place was still frighteningly depressing.
It was quiet outside. Zhao Yixiong looked at the officer in general uniform, with blazing anger in his eyes: "Yan Xing, I am your biological father, do you really want to kill everyone?"
Zhao Li was stunned, Yi Xiong said to kill them all?
Zhao Yixiong only said one sentence, and suddenly he felt as if his throat was being strangled. He stared at Yan Xing in horror, because Yan Xing's gaze turned to him, his eyes were cold, and Yan Xing slowly stood up!
The young man in military uniform stood up slowly, like a huge mountain growing taller little by little, towering high in front of his eyes, unattainable and majestic.
The handsome man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of murderous power. He looked down at the people sitting down, like a god of death who was above the nine heavens. Anyone who looked at him would have a chill in his neck and make it difficult to breathe.
The hearts of the three and six generations of the Zhao family seemed to be blocked by the invisible air pressure. They had difficulty breathing, shortness of breath, and cold sweats.
One action calmed a group of scum, and Yan Xing stated his purpose word for word: "I only want to ask you one thing today, how did my mother and my grandmother die?"
That sentence was like a cold wind sweeping through the place in June, leaving the whole place filled with deathly silence.
After a moment of dead silence, Guo Furong trembled as if she had been electrocuted and fell forward, banging against the table. She subconsciously hugged the table, and her face turned pale for an instant.
Mrs. Zhao's pupils dilated little by little, as if she was having a coronary heart attack, and she clutched her chest.
Zhao Li and Zhao Yixiong jumped up with an "ah" sound, making a "bang bang" sound when they hit the table. In panic, Zhao Yixiong swept away the cup and poured out the hot tea. The cup rolled to the edge and fell, hitting the ground with a "clack".
Got to be torn apart.
The sound of shattering glass was as powerful as the explosion of an atomic bomb. For a moment, time in the room seemed to stand still, and everything in the room lost its sound.
Zhao Zongze and Zhao Danxuan were so frightened that their heartbeats stopped.
"Hahaha, it's true that you murdered my mother and grandma." Seeing the fierce reactions of the two couples and four members of the Zhao family, Yan Xing's heart felt like it was being squeezed and painful, and his intoxicating, magnetic and mellow voice instantly became hoarse: "
You murdered my mother and grandmother, and still want my life, are you not afraid of thunder?"
"No, no, we didn't poison your mother, we didn't harm your grandmother, they died of illness, they died of illness, we didn't kill them, we didn't kill them, no, no, we didn't kill her..." Zhao Yixiong
He held the table with all his strength, his legs were shaking as if they were swinging, and he denied and quibbled in horror.
"I haven't told you the cause of my mother's death. How do you know that my mother was poisoned?" Yan Xing's heart was bleeding, and Tao Tian's suppressed anger grew little by little: "You thought my mother was cremated?
There is no proof of death, right? My grandma's condition before she died was similar to my mother's. The symptoms listed on the case list were all similar. My mother was cremated, but my grandma was buried because my great-grandfather loved my grandma the most. His last words were to hope for the future.
My grandmother was able to be buried next to him a hundred years later. After her death, my grandmother was not buried in the Yan family's ancestral grave. Instead, she was transported back to the He family's hometown and buried next to my great-grandfather's grave according to my great-grandfather's last wish.
In order to find out the cause of death of my mother and grandmother, I took my grandmother’s remains out of the grave and sent them to the most authoritative research institution in China for testing. I also sent several samples to foreign institutions for testing. Now all the results are out
Yes, they are all poisoned.
And my mother was cremated. My grandfather kept the hair and fingernails that my mother had lost while she was in the hospital. He also had a tube of blood that was sent for testing but was not used. I also sent it for testing.
The results showed that the sample contained excessive amounts of poison.
You guys poisoned my mother and grandma to death, how are you going to pay for it with your life?"
Yan Xing's heart hurts more than being cut with a knife. In order to seize his mother's property, his father, grandfather, mistress and daughter collaborated to poison his mother and grandmother, killing the two closest people in his life.
His death ruined his and his grandfather's happiness and caused his great-grandmother to lose her black hair.
His misfortune was caused by his close relatives.
How can this hatred be eliminated?
Who can I talk to about this pain?
The pain was so heartbreaking that there were no tears. Yan Xing's heart felt like it was being burned by a raging fire. The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, but there was not a single tear in his eyes.
