Shen Wangjin finally met Shen Haoxuan in the hospital.

At that time, Shen Haoxuan was lying quietly on a hospital bed, his eyebrows and eyes were peaceful and his face was snow-white.

And there was a European classical candlestick inserted into his chest.

Shen Wangjin stood at the door of the emergency room, watching this scene, without a trace of expression on his face.

Behind him, Shen Ruiwen stood beside him, his face also without blood.

Next to them, a policeman was explaining to them: "... the injured person died when he was sent to the hospital, so the sharp weapon in his chest did not move. Next, the police coroner will take over..."

Shen Ruiwen listened carefully to every word he said. When he looked at Shen Wangjin again, he saw that he had no reaction, and he clearly didn't hear a single word.

Yes, at this moment, the body lying in front of him is enough to explain everything. How could he still need to listen to what others say?

No matter what others say or do, it will never change the facts-

His brother is dead.

He has been dependent on him since childhood, and he has spent all his hardships to raise his brother and died.

This seemed like a nightmare, a nightmare that has been going on from childhood to this day, but no matter how much he pinched his palm, the nightmare would never wake up...

"...The police arrested an Asian woman at the scene, and initially suspected that she was the murderer. The case is currently under investigation..."

Shen Ruiwen suddenly turned around and looked at the police officer next to him, lowered his voice and said, "Can we meet her?"

"Sorry." The British police quickly answered him, "There is no provision in this regard to show that you can meet her. She is a suspect. Currently, only lawyers can contact her."

When Shen Ruiwen heard this, he couldn't help but pause, and then turned his head to look at Shen Wangjin.

But Shen Wangjin was still looking at Shen Haoxuan's body inside almost stagnant, without any reaction.

Shen Ruiwen did not dare to delay, so he immediately turned around and walked outside, made a call, and arranged for a lawyer to go to the police station to see Zhuang Yibo.

...

It took a long time before Shen Wangjin finally walked out of the hospital.

Shen Haoxuan's body was transferred to the coroner's court. Next, he had to wait for the coroner's investigation results and determine the cause of death before the next case investigation procedure was initiated.

But no matter how much investigation is made, the person who has left will never be able to come back.

Shen Ruiwen followed Shen Wangjin into the car without saying a word. Shen Wangjin leaned on the back of the chair and slowly closed his eyes, covering his faint red eyes.

Shen Ruiwen paused and was thinking about what to say, but suddenly heard Shin Wangjin speak softly: "Have you arranged for a lawyer to go to the police station?"

"It's already arranged." Shen Ruiwen hurriedly said, "Although the British police refused to let us contact Miss Zhuang, if they could be active, it should still be possible. If Mr. Shen wants to meet Miss Zhuang, I will make arrangements now."

After a long time, I finally heard Shin Wangjin respond softly: "Yes."

...

Shen Wangjin did not go home.

He did not return to the small house where he lived with Zhuang Yibo, nor did he return to the mansion in Canary Wharf.

He just returned to the company.

No one in the company knew what was going on. Everyone went to work normally and worked normally, and held meetings with Shen Wangjin to report their work normally.

Everything seemed very normal.

But this is the most abnormal thing.

In the evening, Shen Ruiwen finally returned to the company and entered Shen Wangjin's office. After a moment, he finally said, "Mr. Shen, the police station has already arranged it almost, but... Miss Zhuang doesn't want to see you.
Chapter completed!