While Ling Shu was chewing chestnuts, he was completely immersed in his own thoughts. He didn't even know when Cheng Si left.

After all, his energy was not as good as before, and he had just been injured. He became confused as he thought about it, and the half-eaten chestnuts in his hand fell to the ground and rolled over half of the room.

In a daze, someone bent down to pick it up and put it on the cabinet next to the hospital bed.

"You are always careless." The visitor said softly.

It's not Cheng Si's urgent roaring voice, but the gentleness and sweetness in the memory, just like the bowl of iced sugar cane water in the summer. It can be refreshing without adding honey.

Ling Shu rubbed his eyes and turned over, and sure enough he saw a man standing by the window, with his back to him, pulling up the curtains.

"It's windy outside. If you sleep with the door open like this, you'll blow your head later and it'll be even harder to recover."

"Du... Yunning?" Ling Shu asked suspiciously.

The cheongsam woman hummed.

"You're not...?"

Ling Shu wanted to ask if you were dead, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't ask.

Du Yunning's temperament is very peaceful. It's not like the high-spirited girl she was when she first married into the Yuan family, nor the girl she was when she became a harem later. It's more like she used to be a carefree girl when she was studying. She didn't have to think about anything, and everyone was there.

You can pour your warm blood on the hot soil of youth as much as possible.

"I'm not dead, I've always been alive." Ling Shu heard her say, "Do you think I'm dead?"

Ling Shu sat up while holding his aching head. His vision became dark and blurred from time to time. The sky was getting dark. As the curtains were closed, he could hardly see Du Yunning's expression clearly.

"You're not dead? Then where are you? Do you know that we have been looking for you these days? Everyone in Shanghai thinks you are dead, and your husband Yuan Bing is also in prison!"

"I know."

Du Yunning's voice was very pleasant and brisk.

"Now is the result I want. I hate him. If he hadn't locked me in this cage and watched me decay and rot, how could I have become addicted to cigarettes? Do you know that he still has someone outside?

I'm an illegitimate son, I'm like a fool, I don't know anything. Why can he have three wives and four concubines, and I have to bear Mrs. Yuan's chastity memorial all my life?"

Ling Shu: "So, you really have an affair with Hong Xiaoguang, who is he?"

Du Yunning: "He? He is you!"

Ling Shu: "That's nonsense..."

He was about to get up and pull Du Yunning to prevent him from escaping, but he saw Du Yunning suddenly turned around. His face was pale and lifeless, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his two eyes almost fell out of his sockets. It was very human.

Ling Shu suddenly broke out in cold sweat, his whole body trembled violently, and he jumped up like a carp.

"Are you awake?"

Du Yunning disappeared.

There was a man sitting in the direction of her just now, looking down at the file.

It is Yue Dingtang.

Ling Shu was shocked and suddenly realized that he had a nightmare.

"I just had a dream."

He was panting slightly, and his chest and back were wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

The slender neck was stretched straight, as if it might break at any moment.

"Nightmare?"

Yue Dingtang raised his head, took off his glasses, stood up and turned on the light.

The room was bright.

Ling Shu was inexplicably relieved.

But Yue Dingtang's next words made him tense again.

"Bad news, Yuan Bing is dead."

Whatever you are afraid of will come to you.

Ling Shu was stunned for a moment, his head was buzzing, and he was a little confused for a moment.

"How did you die?"

His lips were white and dry, and his voice was extremely difficult.

"Smoking poison attacks, the disease is terminal, and there is no cure."

Yue Dingtang stood up and poured him a glass of boiled water.

"I got there a step too late. His resuscitation efforts failed. He just took his last breath and didn't even have time to ask a question."

"Du Yunning's personal maid, Alan, is also dead. Two people died within two days. They were both key figures in the case. How could it be such a coincidence?"

Ling Shu drank a few mouthfuls of water before his throat felt much better.

Yue Dingtang: "I asked, before Yuan Bing died, someone visited him."

Ling Shu: "Who?"

Yue Dingtang: "Yuan Lingbo, Yuan Bingdao's second sister."

Ling Shu: "This person should have settled in Hong Kong a long time ago. Why did he come back suddenly?"

Yue Dingtang nodded: "Yuan Bing has a separate cell, and he gets along well with the patrol. The person who came to visit the prison claimed to be his second aunt, and the patrol agreed to let her visit the prison."

Ling Shu couldn't help but asked: "How can the jurisdiction of the Tangtang Concession Houses be so lax?"

Yue Dingtang laughed: "That's right. Otherwise, how could we let people drink, play cards and eat late-night snacks inside?"

Ling Shu had an expression on his face that said, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

His hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. He was clearly black and white, and he was short of energy. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't maintain his usual carefree and comfortable mood.

Yue Dingtang glanced at him and swallowed the sarcasm that was on his lips.

"It stands to reason that if Second Aunt Yuan was fake, Yuan Bing would have discovered it right away. However, according to the police officer's confession, after the woman entered, she stayed inside for about an hour, but there was no big movement. After the other party left, he still

I went in and took a look. Yuan Bing was sitting there honestly, without making any noise. Until half an hour later, there was a noise inside. Yuan Bing said that he was unwell and his condition was getting worse. The patrolman quickly called for a doctor.

But it was too late."

Ling Shu: "Food poisoning? Have you confirmed that the body is his?"

Yue Dingtang: "The body is indeed his, there is no doubt. The cause of his death was initially determined to be excessive smoking of cigarettes. In other words, his second aunt went to visit the prison and brought him cigarettes to smoke and eat. The supervisor

The patrolman accepted bribes, so he hid this from us at first, and now he has been dismissed and questioned."

Money can make the world go round. This saying is not an exaggeration at all when applied to Shanghai today.

Although Yuan Bing was temporarily detained due to suspicion, the Yuan family still had some wealth, which was enough for him to buy a patrol room and live more comfortably there. Moreover, because of his identity, no one dared to mess around. Yuan Lingbo's sudden appearance also

No one would ask, so he was let in so easily and had close contact with Yuan Bing.

No one knows what they talked about during that hour, and whether that woman was Yuan Bing's second aunt. These will all become a mystery after Yuan Bing's death.

If nothing unexpected happens, even if they demolish the entire Shanghai, they still won't be able to find a woman named Yuan Lingbo.

"What about Alan, what are the autopsy results?" Ling turned to ask about the maid.

"You may not believe it when I tell you." Yue Dingtang said, "Preliminary reports now show that Alan was indeed hanged and strangled to death."

Ling Shu: "This cannot completely rule out homicide. If someone makes her unconscious first and then puts her on a hanging rope, she can also be hanged and suffocated to death, and no abnormality will be found."

Yue Dingtang shook his head.

"Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter now."

Before, they were wondering why, if the other party was coming towards the Yuan family, he didn't attack directly from Yuan Bing, but went through Du Yunning first. Not long after they said this, something happened to Yuan Bing.

Once the news of Yuan Bing's death spreads, it will inevitably cause a sensation again, adding more confusing colors to this mysterious case.

Many novelists may be inspired by this to write more bizarre plots, and the Yuan family trilogy serialized in newspapers and magazines can also make a lot of money from it.

However, these have nothing to do with the case itself, and may even make the case further and further away from the truth.

What if we pull our attention away from the causes of death of the three people and jump directly to the results?

After becoming a police officer, Ling Shu has been exposed to many cases, from trivial to major unsolved cases. There are many things happening in Shanghai every day, and there are even more cases that cannot be solved. Many files have long been gathering dust at the bottom of the box. Ling Shu is here to take time off.

When he has nothing to do, he will go to the archives and look through it slowly, and no one will urge him to read it quickly. This has become a kind of pastime and fun for him.

From these cases, Ling Shu also gradually realized some ideas.

For example, when you seem to be being led by a ball of thread, you can ignore the rope for now and try to get past the person holding the thread. If you go to the front, you may find another scene.

"Does Yuan Bing have an illegitimate child?"

"No." Yue Dingtang said with certainty. "Although Yuan Bing is a romantic outsider, his long-term smoking should still have a certain impact on his fertility."

Ling Shu: "Yuan Bing has three aunts. If Yuan Bing and Du Yunning both die, logically speaking, the Yuan family's inheritance should be inherited by the three aunts. But the third aunt is dead and has no children. The eldest aunt is far away.

The United States may not have received the news of what happened to the Yuan family yet, and the only second aunt Yuan Lingbo came to visit before he died."

Yue Dingtang: "Yes, but once she appears, it will be difficult to get rid of the suspicion of killing her nephew and seeking property. If this Yuan Lingbo is true, she will never appear again."
To be continued...