Next to the tennis court in the Lanshen community, there are several people standing.

There are not many people, and during this time period, most of them have their own jobs and now work in their own companies.

Most of the people who can stand here are old people or people who are idle at home.

Han Ya's body is still here, waiting for the police to come and deal with it, while the two people playing tennis are standing next to them, honestly, without saying a word, letting the onlookers next to them point fingers at them.

Yang Zhao and Mo Fei were also there, and Mo Fei was sitting on the bench next to him sadly, his eyes were red, and he had obviously just cried.

Yang Zhao sat next to Mo Fei, uneasy, although he was comforting Mo Fei on his lips, he was actually very scared.

Han Ya is dead, and it will be his turn next, so now he is wearing a protective goggle.

"It's all my fault, if I hadn't been optimistic about Xiaoya, Xiaoya wouldn't have come out, and she wouldn't have died." Mo Fei blamed himself, thinking that Han Ya had lost her life because she was not optimistic, Mo Fei's tears overflowed her eyes again.

Yang Zhao comforted: "I don't blame you, Fei Fei, no one can stop the god of death when it comes, if you want to blame it, blame the god of death." ”

Mo Fei raised his head, looked at Yang Zhao, suddenly hugged him, and said: "Yang Zhao, the next one is you, what should I do, I don't want you to die, let's escape, go to another city, it's really not okay for us to go abroad, maybe the god of death can't catch up there?" ”

Yang Zhao hugged Mo Fei, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted: "It's going to be fine, it's really not good, it's a big deal that we go abroad together." ”

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, why did you go like this, how did you let me explain to your mother, your mother also asked me to bring you your favorite snacks this morning, let me see you, how do you let me explain to your mother......"

The grief-stricken voice came, and people saw that a middle-aged man staggered over with a bag in his hand, and the sadness on his face made people feel uncomfortable when they saw it.

Followed by three people, it was the summer night, Lin Bai, Officer Bai, and the person who cried was naturally the one who claimed to be Han Ya's father.

At the gate of the community, when the middle-aged man said that he was Han Ya's father, the security guard said: "The dead girl is called Han Ya when I heard it." ”

Xia Ye instantly realized that something had happened to Han Ya, and she couldn't avoid the chase in the end.

So, he said a few words to the security guard and brought the middle-aged man in.

Looking at the middle-aged man's crying and sad appearance, Xia Ye sighed softly, was his parents so sad to find out that he was dead?

Shaking his head and taking his thoughts out of his mind, Summer Night walked up to Murphy.

"What happened, how did Han Ya die?"

Yang Zhao glanced at him, pointed to the guilty person on the side, and said, "I heard him say that he was hit by him with a tennis ball, and the tennis ball hit the door of the head." ”

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I can accompany Xiaoya and don't let her go out, Xiaoya won't die." Murphy was still blaming himself.

"How could Han Ya go out, didn't she say that you shouldn't go out anyway until the problem is solved?"

"I don't know, I went back to my room after Xiaoya finished eating the snacks her father sent her, Xiaoya should be watching TV, I don't know why she went out, I shouldn't have made a mask, it's all my fault." Murphy said, crying again.

"Wait, what did you say?" Xia Ye noticed an unusual problem and said, "You said that Han Ya ate the snacks sent by her father?" ”

Summer Night looked at Murphy with an eager voice.

"Yes, Xiaoya likes to eat her mother's dim sum the most, and her parents also know and often prepare dim sum for her." Han Ya looked at Xia Ye blankly and said.

Lin Bai realized something and asked, "How is it possible, Han Ya's father brought her a snack in the morning, so who is he?" ”

Lin Bai pointed to the middle-aged man next to him who was holding Han Ya's corpse and crying.

Mo Fei glanced at it and said, "He is Han Ya's father, his name is Han Shan, Han Ya and I are best friends, and I also know Uncle Han, a very good person, I only came here this morning." ”

"Impossible, Han Shan, he didn't come this morning, I still saw him bring him in at the gate of the community." Summer Night said.

Murphy asked blankly, "What about ...... Who came to Xiaoya this morning? ”

Xia Ye looked at the middle-aged man, crying with true feelings and sincerity, without pretending.

"I'm afraid, the Han Shan who came to Han Ya this morning is fake, I'm afraid there is also a problem with the dim sum, but how did he get in?"

Xia Ye knew that Han Shan was stopped at the door when he wanted to come in, so where did that fake Han Shan come in?

He walked over to Officer White, who was questioning the man playing tennis.

"Officer Bai, have you found anything?" Summer Night asked.

"You ask him."

Summer Night looked at the man and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The man didn't know Xia Ye's identity, thinking that Xia Ye was Officer Bai's assistant, and said, "My name is Liu Heng." ”

"Liu Heng, let me ask you, did you really hit Han Ya by playing tennis? It's the one who died. ”

Liu Heng blamed himself and said: "Yes, it's me, I'm a murderer, but I really didn't mean it." ”

"It's you, it's you who killed my daughter, you give back my daughter, you pay back my daughter."

Over there, Han Shan heard that Liu Heng was the murderer of Han Ya, gently put down Han Ya's body, rushed towards Liu Heng, raised his fist, and smashed it down.

Liu Heng didn't dare to resist, and squatted down with his head covered, bearing Han Shan's sadness and anger.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Han, stop, if you beat him, your daughter won't be able to come back, dissipate your anger." Xia Ye pulled Han Shan and persuaded.

Han Shan yelled at Xia Ye: "How can you let me dissipate my anger, my daughter is only twenty years old, twenty years old, she has a better future, and now she is dead like this, how can you let me explain to her mother." ”

Xia Ye was silent, he had nothing to say, Han Shan, as a father, he should be angry, but he also knew that Liu Heng might not be wrong, he was just used as a gunman by that god of death, even if it was not Liu Heng, it could be Li Heng and Zhang Heng.

was stopped by Xia Ye like this, Han Shan didn't beat Liu Heng anymore, he picked up Han Ya's body and walked outside the community.

Xia Ye asked, "Uncle Han, where are you going?" ”

Han Shantou didn't reply: "Take Xiaoya home." ”

Xia Ye quietly watched Han Shan disappear in front of him holding Han Ya's corpse.

Turning his head, Xia Ye looked at Liu Heng and said, "Liu Heng, is there anything wrong with you when you are playing tennis?" ”

Liu Heng thought for a while and said weakly: "Yes." ”

"What is it?"

"At first, it was fine, but that...... When Miss Han came, the tennis ball was out of control, and the trajectory of the flight was not the trajectory I hit. ”

As if afraid that Xia Ye would think that he was shirking responsibility, he hurriedly said: "What I said is true, I didn't shirk responsibility." ”