Chapter 245: Murderous Machines (12)

"You go out first, Ho Mu, let me stay alone for a while. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

She buried her head in the crook of her arm, her voice muffled.

He Mu still looked at her uneasily, his eyes flickering.

"You need it...... Just call me, and I'll be outside the door. He glanced at her, but walked out anyway.

When Xiang Yuan came in, he saw Qin Xiayi leaning against the wall alone, his face was pale, and a trace of worry came to his heart.

"Hasn't she eaten yet?"

Mother Xu sighed deeply: "Yes, from yesterday to now, the water and rice have not been entered, so go on like this...... How wonderful!"

"Who would have known something like this would happen...... The eldest young master turned out to be, hey, a good Qin family, why have they always had accidents one after another recently!"

Mother Xu shook her head, very distressed.

"Give me the porridge. ”

Xiang Yuan took the porridge, blew it with his own mouth, and put the soup spoon to Qin Xiayi's mouth: "Xiayi, come, eat this." ”

Qin Xiayi closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and turned his head away without hesitation, without any appetite.

"My eldest lady, please eat a bite of food! Mother Xu, please don't belittle your body like this, you are weak, you can't skip eating!"

"Xia Yi," Xiang Yuan put down the bowl and said earnestly, "I know you're sad, and we're also uncomfortable, this happened too suddenly, we ......"

"Uncle Xiang," she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes quiet, "...... Is he really dead?"

Xiang Yuan was stunned, he hesitated, took out a few photos from his arms, took out one of them, put it in front of her, and pointed to a certain place in the photo with his finger.

"He's dead, if you don't believe it, you can watch this ......"

Before she finished speaking, the photo was snatched away by her, and her eyes were staring at it tightly, eager to find a clue.

"He who fell in the middle was him......"

She followed Xiang Yuan's words, looked at the man in the middle, and sure enough, this was Li Sen's clothes and appearance, the black coat had been stained red with blood, and the white side face was splashed with blood, which looked shocking, his eyes were closed, and he had lost his life.

"When our people arrived, the scene was already surrounded by the police, Xiang Yin Cheng was gone, and even Yan Jun was seriously injured, and he carried you to the hospital...... Shay, he's dead, there were so many people and so many guns at that time, he couldn't have beaten their group of people alone......"

Qin Xiayi couldn't listen to a word of the latter words, and only the short sentence that he was dead was left in his mind.

"Xia Yi, we are also very sad, we all blame me, it is I who is not alert, Xiang Yin Cheng suddenly appeared, I didn't expect it...... And what makes me strange is that a few days ago, Li Sen was still in Hong Kong, and this time he came back early, what the hell is going on?"

Qin Xiayi's miserable white lips moved: "...... When is his funeral?"

Xiang Yuan's face was dark: "It's set in the next few days, if nothing else, two days later, everything will be simple, this matter can't be known to the outside world, and then make waves, otherwise the Qin family will be pushed to the forefront again." ”

She glanced at him in surprise, to this point, Xiang Yuan still put the family first, but there was nothing strange about it, he was this kind of character, otherwise he would not be able to manage the Qin family and Ya Qin well.

"Obedient. ”

“…… No matter what happens, don't open your eyes. ”

His words at that time echoed in her ears for a long time and could not leave, and the figure was resolute and decisive, but she did not expect that all this would be the last conversation between him and her.

After knowing the news of his death, Cao Qian couldn't stop crying, and there was a messy pile of crumpled tissues on the table, and she kept smoking the tissues and wiping her tears.

"Cao Qian, don't cry, tell me, what happened to you and him in Hong Kong?"

Qin Xiayi tried to comfort Cao Qian, but found that she also had the same emotions as her, and she also needed comfort, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

"We are in Hong Kong...... I met Krees's friend, his name is Miyamoto Rin, and he stayed at his house during this period, and a lot of things happened, and I ......"

Halfway through her words, she couldn't stop crying, her shoulders twitching, and tears fell down her cheeks.

You speak slowly. ”

Qin Xia Yi played the role of comforting her, she put her hand on her shoulder and rested her head on it.

After quietly listening to everything Cao Qian said, Qin Xiayi fell into deep thought.

"So, that Miyamoto Wusuke and Miyamoto Lin are the core of those people?"

Cao Qian nodded, suddenly remembered something, grabbed her arm, and looked nervous.

"Xia Yi, that Miyamoto Lin is not an easy character to deal with, he is really a smiling tiger, but the strange thing is that when he faces Miyamoto Gosuke, he behaves very strangely. ”

Qin Xiayi frowned: "What do you mean?"

Cao Qian pondered for a while, trying to recall the scene at that time: "He ...... Behaved very respectfully.,Particularly obedient.,Treat Miyamoto Wusuke like a servant.,Obey.。 ”

She nodded thoughtfully: "Then, he must have revered his adoptive father very much, but it's normal, Miyamoto Gosuke is their leader, with a supreme position, and he will inevitably have a sense of worship." ”

Hearing her words, although Cao Qian felt that her words made some sense, but after thinking about it, he felt a little strange.

She guessed about the relationship between those people, but found that she had no clue, and couldn't help muttering, "...... Who the hell are those people, and Xiang Yin Cheng is also one of their people?"

Cao Qian wiped his tears, and his voice choked: "I'm afraid only Li Sen knows this question......

She was stunned for a moment, and her eyes became complicated.

The Si people have passed away, leaving a suspense in vain......

The place chosen for the funeral was the same as last time, the same number of people, the same atmosphere, and even the weather was the same as last time.

The only thing that is different now is Qin Xiayi, she is no longer a cowardly and incompetent woman who avoids trouble.

She was wearing a black dress and elegant makeup, and she looked thinner than she had been two years ago.

Yan Jun stood straight, like a piece of wood, his hand resting on the black coffin, and he didn't leave for a long time.

She carried her skirt and ran to Yan Jun's side in the rain, and at the moment when he was about to close the coffin, she held his arm, and her voice was anxious.

"Yan Jun, you wait a minute, let me see him again. ”

There was a plea in her voice, and Yan Jun coldly shook off her hand, and her momentum was overwhelming: "Miss Qin, this is not the place you should come to, please leave here!"

The coffin was closed, and her eyes were stubborn: "...... Please, open it and let me look at him again, just one look!"

His death had already made her fall into self-blame, and this was the last chance for her to meet him.