Aunt Yang sighed anxiously: "This is an iron door, it can't be broken at all..."

Si Junfeng slowly put down the hammer in his hand.

There was silence in the attic.

Qi Xuechun found a corner and sat, drawing and writing on the floor with her fingers from time to time.

Si Junfeng came to her side and sat quietly with her.

Everyone is trying to think of a solution, but they haven't been able to come up with one yet.

"Mom, I'm hungry..." After an unknown amount of time, Aunt Yang's son suddenly said, "I want to drink water too."

Yes, it should be almost dawn outside.

"I'm sorry," Ou Xiang said apologetically, "I've caused everyone trouble..."

"Mr. Ou," Qi Xuechun said suddenly, "until now, aren't you telling the truth?"

Ou Xiang was stunned, "Qi...Officer Qi...I..." His tone began to stutter.

"What exactly is written in Mr. Ou's will?" Qi Xuechun asked.

If Mr. Ou had just given all his personal property to Ou Xiang, Ou Fei would not have had such a big reaction.

Qi Xuechun checked and found that Ou Fei was in charge of the company founded by Ou Lao and held at least 30% of the shares.

The market value of these 30% of the company's shares is almost the same as Ou Lao's personal property.

"Why didn't you tell us this when we asked you?" Qi Xuechun asked, "What do you want to hide? Or do you want to mislead us and conclude that Ou Fei is the murderer?"

Ou Xiang sighed helplessly: "They say that family scandals should not be publicized... Although my father is well-known, in fact, he has very little private property left. I don't want Ou Fei to cause trouble, because I am afraid that if he finds out, he will spread the word and ruin my father's reputation.

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Si Junfeng didn't quite believe it: "Ou Lao founded his own media company when he was less than 30 years old. He has been working for his whole life and has no private property?"

He works in the media, not charity.

"Officer Qi, let me be honest with you," Ou Xiang said with difficulty: "Actually, my father has two illegitimate children... They are both abroad, and the property has been divided among them long ago."

Everyone's shock was as he expected.

"My father wrote in his will that all his property should be given to me, just because he was worried that if Ou Fei knew the truth, it would cause trouble there..." There was a trace of bitterness in Ou Xiang's eyes.

He must have thought that if his father did this, he would not feel uncomfortable in his heart?

However, his father told him, I know you also have opinions, but you are my eldest son, and my younger brothers and sisters must rely on you to be considerate.

What else could he say?

"Officer Qi, please think of a way. I have to hold the funeral in the afternoon, otherwise the Ou family will not only make a fool of themselves, but my father's reputation will be even worse!" Ou Xiang begged anxiously.

Si Junfeng sneered: "You can't protect yourself now, so you still care about the old man's reputation?"

Ou Xiang did not refute, but still looked at Qi Xuechun pleadingly.

"Mom, what does this smell like?" Aunt Yang's son suddenly asked. He took a few deep breaths and smelled it, and his face became panicked: "Gasoline, Mom, it's gasoline. He's going to burn us to death..."

While talking, several other people also smelled the strong smell of gasoline.

It didn't come from outside the door, but spread in every corner of the villa... Ou Fei sprinkled gasoline around the villa, and the pungent smell filled the air.

Si Junfeng was right, Ou Fei didn't just make Ou Xiang unable to go to the funeral tomorrow!
Chapter completed!