Yu Gong, whether it is Yu Huanting or the Bai family's case, the case has been closed, and he Fu Mingrui, as the owner of the eight doors, has more important cases to investigate.

If this case had been placed in normal times, it would not have even entered their eight doors. If it weren't for Bai Zhankui's strange death, the case would have been closed that night, and it would not have attracted Fu Mingrui's attention if it was thrown into the dusty file.

But in just two days, he had a strong desire to reveal the truth about this case that he had never had before.

"Mingrui, what are you going to do next?" Duanmu Qingchen entered curiously, his peach blossom eyes were dripping, and he began to walk around Fu Mingrui, "You have also revealed the secret of Yu Huanting's matter, this case is not a criminal case, and it is not a serious case, now there is no corpse, and there is no murderer, because they are all dead, how do you try it?" Duanmu Qingchen turned to Fu Mingrui and winked at Fu Mingrui.

Fu Mingrui also wrinkled her eyebrows and thought deeply, this is the case closed? Yu Huanting wants to tell the truth through his mouth, and he can't live up to it.

The bitter master of this case is Yu Huanting and Ya'er. But now, with only those seven embroidery needles, how can this case be tried? Because the murderer who hurt Ya'er is also dead.

"You wait. Fu Mingrui pushed Duanmu Qingchen away and walked towards the courtyard.

Duanmu Qingchen raised his eyebrows a little puzzled, but saw Fu Mingrui walking towards the ladder by the courtyard wall and climbing up!

This is...... Climbing walls?

The ladder was Fu Mingrui instructing everyone not to move the place, and he vaguely felt that it would be very useful in the future.

Duanmu Qingchen saw Fu Mingrui climbing the wall, and immediately felt funny, he liked to climb the wall the most. Without hesitation, he immediately jumped out and stood under Fu Mingrui's ladder.

Fu Mingrui climbed onto the beam of the house, and when she looked down, sure enough, Lian Youyou, like yesterday, was lazily lying on the recliner and basking in the sun, but today there was another recliner beside her, and on it was the sleeping Rin Tingjun.

He saw Rin Tingjun frowning slightly, he was always inseparable from Lian Youyou.

"Miss Lian. He called softly.

Rin Tingjun, who was sleeping peacefully, frowned slightly, is this Fu Mingrui addicted to climbing the wall?

Lian Youyou raised her eyebrows slightly under the page, the corners of her lips couldn't help but hook, and she moved down the book, revealing her charming eyes, glancing at the beams of the room, looking at Fu Mingrui, who had become shy because of looking at her: "Yo, Master Fu, do you miss me when you don't see me for a day?"

Lian Youyou's words made Fu Mingrui's face even redder.

Rin Tingjun pursed his lips and twisted his eyebrows on the side, and his face was already showing displeasure. He turned over and faced Lian Youyou on the side, his eyes were open, but he stared gloomily at the side face under the pages of Lian Youyou's book.

Lian Youyou hooked her lips and smiled, moved the page of the book, and covered Fu Mingrui's face on the beam of the room that was as red as a red heart in March.

Duanmu Qingchen climbed up, walked up to the beam, and when he saw Lianyouyou's yard, he suddenly realized: "This scenery is good! Mingrui, it turns out that you climbed the wall for this!"

Fu Mingrui heard Duanmu Qingchen's words and turned his face sideways.

Duanmu Qingchen excitedly went to the eaves and waved to Lianyouyou: "Youyou!"

Lian Youyou's eyebrows twitched, and she spoke in the gloomy stare of Rin Tingjun: "Don't scream, I'm not deaf." ”

Duanmu Qingchen smiled, hooked Fu Mingrui's shoulder, and raised his eyebrows informally: "I just like that Youyou doesn't treat me as a prince, Mingrui, I envy you so much, you can see Youyou by climbing a wall." ”

"Don't make a fuss. Fu Mingrui pulled away Duanmu Qingchen's hand, regained his composure, and looked at Lian Youyou, who was reading leisurely below, "Miss Lian, Ya'er's matter has been clarified, and the truth about Yu Huanting's suicide has also been revealed, and the case is ...... It should be over, but ...... In my heart, I always feel that this is not Yu Huanting's final appeal, I, I don't know what to say, I want to bother Miss Lian again and give me some hints. Fu Mingrui humbly bowed, Lian Youyou could always solve his doubts and point out the direction when he was most confused.

Lian Youyou was silent for a moment under the page, and when she took down the page, her face was extremely solemn and heavy: "Fu Mingrui, you always thought that Yu Huanting wanted to tell you something, and wanted you to avenge her." ”

Fu Mingrui was slightly puzzled, did Lian Youyou's words mean that Yu Huanting didn't want to avenge him and wanted him to find out the truth about her suicide?

Duanmu Qingchen's peach blossom eyes widened, and he looked at Lian Youyou carefully, and when he opened his mouth, it must be every word, and he must listen carefully.

Lian Youyou looked at Fu Mingrui deeply, and asked in a deep voice: "Is she telling you? Is she telling you?!" Lian Youyou issued two rhetorical questions in a row, "She wants to use her life experience to tell the world, tell the world that infatuated women like her, and let them not repeat her tragedy! She is asking you, Master Fu Mingrui, to save more women!"

Fu Mingrui stood on the beam of the house, he didn't expect that Yu Huanting was not complaining to him and appealing, but entrusting him with such a significant task!

His expression couldn't help but become solemn and solemn, his eyes were no longer confused, and he regained his former composure and firmness: "I know what to do!"

He turned and strode back to the beam above the eight doors: "Everyone, listen!"

The yacha who came and went in the courtyard immediately stopped, looked up at Fu Mingrui, who was standing high under the blue sky, and was upright.

Fu Mingrui put the sun on his head and said sonorously: "Tomorrow, we will try a coffin, and everyone!

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other, what does the adult's sentence mean by playing his role well?

"Acting?" Duanmu Qingchen applauded a little admiringly, "Wonderful! ”

Lian Youyou, who was lying on the recliner, was also surprised in Fu Mingrui's lofty voice, she didn't expect that Fu Mingrui would be tried in the coffin.

On her face, a smile of relief appeared, for the first time, she admired Fu Mingrui from the bottom of her heart. Yu Huanting's trust is not human. Moreover, Yu Huanting is a ghost, Fu Mingrui is a human, Yu Huanting has never asked for it, and Fu Mingrui has no obligation.

Yu Huanting just avenged herself, but Fu Mingrui's truthfulness of exploring the truth made the truth gradually surface, and the whole thing became a cry and a battle. It was Fu Mingrui's persistence that gave Yu Huanting's death an extraordinary meaning in the history of the Qian.

It was Fu Mingrui who let Yu Huanting not die in vain.

Lian Youyou felt the cold staring gaze on her face, she turned her face under the book, and looked at Rin Tingjun with a smile: "Have you slept enough?"

Rin Tingjun stared at her for a moment, then turned over again, continued to close his eyes, and went to sleep.

Lian Youyou smiled evilly, glanced charmingly at the back of Rin Tingjun pretending to be asleep, and turned back to look at the story in his hand again.