Chapter Twenty-Six: I Don't Care

In addition, it is not the first time that Anxin has encountered a family like Liu Zihao for so many years, where relatives have passed away, and the living people do not care about anything but the distribution of inheritance, which is too much. But this time, Anxin always felt that something was wrong.

How much enmity can there be between brothers and sisters to get to where they are now?

At five o'clock, the first stage of sorting out the relics had been completed, and Anxin carefully checked the photos to confirm that there were no omissions, and then packed up his things and prepared to leave the house.

Just as Anxin walked to the door, Liu Rong suddenly appeared at the door with several installation masters. Seeing Anxin head-on, Liu Rong looked a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at his watch.

"I haven't left so late, Miss An is very attentive."

Seeing that the master next to her was holding a lot of monitoring equipment in his hand, Anxin had already guessed the purpose of Liu Rong's trip, and she didn't care too much. It's not the first time that I've been a relic organizer for so many years and hasn't been trusted by customers. Even a person like Liu Rong who installed a monitoring probe in the room was considered good, once she handled the relics of a wealthy businessman, and every time before leaving, the hostess had to search Anxin's bag. That kind of "humiliation" can be endured with peace of mind, and pediatrics like Liu Rong will naturally no longer talk about it.

Seeing that Anxin didn't speak for a long time, Liu Rong said with a smile: "Miss An, don't get me wrong, I did this to reassure my younger brothers and sisters, this is not to monitor you, it's a process, don't care." ”

An An smile: "It's okay, I don't care"

As he spoke, Anxin leaned down and opened the suitcase, took out a few shoe covers, disposable medical gloves and handed them to a few masters, and said seriously: "Master, please put these things on when you go in, the owner of the house has just passed away, and there are still many things to deal with, please don't move anything in the room." ”

After speaking, Anxin turned sideways to give way, and the expressions of several installation masters instantly became terrifying. Naturally, they didn't expect to encounter such a customer, installing surveillance in the dead man's room, what is this to monitor?

With some doubt and horror, the installers pushed the door and walked in.

Liu Rong didn't enter the door, but just stood at the door and looked at the situation inside, and asked the master to install monitors in all rooms to confirm that there would be no blind spots for monitoring.

"Miss An, how did my mother contact you?" At the door, Liu Rong took the opportunity to find a topic and chatted with Anxin.

"It was introduced by a friend."

"Friends?" Liu Rong looked suspicious.

"Yes, friend, I have a good relationship with Liu Zihao." Peace of mind is unreserved, and I feel that there is nothing to hide.

And hearing the word friend, Liu Rong's suspicion is even heavier, what kind of friend even has to take care of what is after his death? It must be a friend who has a bad relationship. Liu Rong has confirmed in his heart that Anxin was entrusted by Cai Li to deal with Liu Zihao's relics.

Confirming this, Liu Rong's eyes became more complicated.

I asked some questions that had nothing to do with work, and Anxin was already a little impatient, but fortunately, at this time, the installation master had already installed the monitoring equipment, and Anxin carefully checked the room to confirm that there was no problem, and then left Liu Zihao's residence.

Anxin already had a lot of doubts, and now Liu Rongde's actions made her even more confused.

went out, took out the address book given to him by Chen Qi, and hesitated for a moment, she felt that Liu Zihao's sister Liu Fangfang was very likely to be the breakthrough to solve all doubts.

Just as Anxin pressed the dial button, the phone suddenly rang. When I looked closely, the phone number was exactly the same as Liu Fangfang's mobile phone number in the address book.

"Miss An, I am Liu Zihao's sister Liu Fangfang, we ...... Can we meet? Liu Fangfang's tone seemed very cautious, as if she was afraid of being heard by others.

"Okay, there's a café north of the entrance of your community, let's meet there. I ...... "I'll be there in fifteen minutes," he said, "and I'll be there in fifteen minutes." ”

"Okay." Liu Fangfang hung up the phone.

Anxin has always been like this, she has a strong sense of time, she doesn't want to waste her time, let alone delay the customer's time. Therefore, sometimes she will seem a little domineering and unapproachable.

Within fifteen minutes, Anxin rushed to the café as promised, and Liu Fangfang had obviously waited for a while.

"I don't know what flavor you like, so I ordered a latte," Anxin entered the door and ordered two cups of coffee directly and walked to Liu Fangfang, also to avoid wasting time: "What do you have to say to me?" ”

Liu Fangfang looked very vigilant, her eyes kept staring at the surrounding glass windows and doorways, and she couldn't help pouting: "If those brothers and sisters know that I met with you in private, they don't know how to make trouble, hey!" ”

Sighing, Liu Fangfang said helplessly: "Miss An, did you find anything you found when you sorted out your brother's relics today?" ”

An An smiled: "Your eldest sister also asked me so, but, I'm sorry, I haven't found any clues about your brother's other inheritance." ”

Liu Fangfang felt relieved that she had misunderstood herself and hurriedly explained: "That's not what I'm talking about, oops, forget it......"

Looking out the window lonely, Liu Fangfang suddenly looked at Anxin and said, "Miss An, I want to tell you something, but can you promise me to help me keep it secret?" ”

An Xin hesitated for a moment, but still said: "It depends on what it is, if it doesn't involve issues of principle, of course it can." ”

Anxin never blindly promises others, this is her habit.

Liu Fangfang thought about it, but still said: "Actually, before my brother was murdered, I went to see him. He...... He told me something. ”

Anxin did not say anything, looking at Liu Fangfang's eyes without any emotion.

She didn't want to put pressure on Liu Fangfang and let Liu Fangfang make her own choice whether to tell her.

Liu Zihao was killed because he suddenly terminated the contract with the supplier he had been cooperating with, causing the other party to lose his job, and after pleading to no avail, the other party killed Liu Zihao in a fit of rage. But why Liu Zihao suddenly terminated the contract, this doubt has never been conclusive.

Liu Fangfang told Anxin: "The eldest sister Liu Rong's company has not been very prosperous, and my brother terminated the contract with the supplier, in fact, he wanted to ......."

An Xin guessed: "I want to hand over the project to Liu Rong to do, right?" ”

Looking at Liu Fangfang's weak nod, Anxin was bleak.

"How old is Liu Rong this year?" An Xin asked suddenly.

"Don't look at Liu Rong's youth, in fact, she is in her forties this year, she should be forty-three, right. After making some money over the years, she went to the beauty salon a lot, and it was all maintained," Liu Fangfang pursed her lips and looked helpless: "Why do you suddenly ask this?" ”

Anxin shook his head: "It's nothing, just ask." ”

Anxin guessed that the cigarette box paper, candy paper, and newspaper clippings in the drawer of the TV cabinet should all be Liu Rong's things, but at a special opportunity, Liu Zihao got these things and kept them until now.

In other words, Liu Zihao actually cares about her sister very much, but Liu Rong didn't find out at all.

"That's what you're here to talk about?" Anxin asked Liu Fangfang.

She hesitated for a moment, her eyebrows tightened, and she didn't seem to have made a decision, and said, "Can you help me and my brother keep this secret?" I know that my brother must not want my sister to know the truth. ”

It turned out to be for this.