Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

On the seventh day after Shen Zhichu's death, the Shen family in Rongcheng was in chaos.

Zhao Qian asked the police to bring the news of Shen Zhichu's death to Shen's house, and asked someone who came over there to sign Shen Zhichu's death certificate and claim the body.

Putting Shen Zhichu's body in place is not only good for Li Jingshen, but also for Shen Zhichu.

When Shen Zhichu died, he definitely didn't want his body to be ruined by Li Jingshen.

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When Shen Chuli received a call from J City Public Security Bureau, he was in a daze. Did Shen Zhichu die?How could such a scourge of hers die?

Shen Chuli didn't believe it, he was holding the phone as if struck by lightning, he stood there stiffly, the blood on his face disappeared bit by bit.

He hadn't asked Shen Zhichu for a long time, so long that he was about to forget his only sister.

How old is Shen Zhichu?

Shen Chuli never remembered, he only knew that his mother died... 27 years ago.

When Shen Zhichu was at home, he cursed her with the most vicious words, "Your life is worthless, you lose money, you are a disaster, she killed his mother, why didn't she die in the first place!"

And now someone called to tell him.

——"Mr. Shen, your sister's body is in J City, please come and claim it, she died in a fire..."

Shen Chuli was like a snake with its bones removed, limp on the ground, the pain in his head instantly spread to every corner of his body, even the prosthesis on his right wrist trembled with pain.

His legs were as soft as noodles, he couldn't even stand up, and his vision was also darkened. The short-term blindness made Shen Chuli fall into helpless panic, like a scarecrow whose support was taken away, his eyes widened blankly, and the corners of his mouth grinned Curved, she murmured in a hoarse voice: "She is dead, she is really dead, she died well... this disaster, the disaster that killed my parents... I won't claim it, I don't have such a sister, Fend for yourself..."

He should be happy when Shen Zhichu died. His hands were disabled because of her. The death of his parents and the downfall of the Shen family were also due to her. She should have died long ago for such a disaster.

But why his eyes were wet, his vision was blurred, and the tears gathered in his eyes kept falling, flowing down his cheeks to his jaw, and finally hit the right prosthetic limb coldly.

His own sister, whom he had cursed day and night, had really become a cold corpse in a foreign land.

When did he hang up the phone, Shen Chuli didn't know, he sat on the ground sluggishly, from afternoon to dark and then to dawn, it was already cold, his frozen soul was trembling.

He didn't know how long he sat on the ground, his eyes were dizzy and his eyes were red and swollen.

Since his hands were crippled, Shen Quli was devastated, spent all day at home, seldom going out, his little white face became paler and paler, and now he suffered from the cold all night, and his face looked as sick as old paper.

The servant at home has already taken annual leave to go back to celebrate the New Year, and the empty house is eerily quiet, so the sudden knock on the door startled him.

He staggered up, walked and crawled to open the door, his whole body was almost hanging on the door, looking at the person who knocked on the door, Shen Quli shook his head: "Why is it you."

Standing outside the door was Qin Mo, who hadn't seen him for more than two years. He returned to China and saw a news about Li Jingshen's engagement on his mobile phone.

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Seeing Shen Yuli's decadent expression, Qin Mo couldn't help but frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

In the past two years abroad, he has been busy with research, and he doesn't know many things in China. About Shen Zhichu's "news", he asked his family when he called.

Shen Zhichu had cut off contact with him a year and a half ago, Qin Mo was worried that she would be unable to do anything, and wanted to contact her, but was also afraid that Li Jingshen would find out and make things difficult for her.

He can only turn his thoughts into motivation, and do research desperately, hoping to get results sooner and save Shen Zhichu.

Now that cancer research has made new progress, he returned to China with the results, but he lost the news of Shen Zhichu when he returned to Rongcheng. He asked his family members, but everyone who was asked was preoccupied and perfunctory.

There is no way, he can only come here to look for Shen Chuli, hoping to know where Shen Zhichu is from him, so that he can take her away for treatment.

Shen Chuli didn't answer his question directly, he had a cold all night, as if there was a thorn stuck in his throat, he said hoarsely: "What are you doing here?"

"Where is Zhichu? Do you know where she is?"

As soon as Qin Mo asked, Shen Chuli's eyes turned a little red, the whites of the eyes were bloodshot, and the dark pupils lost their usual luster, and they were as black as ink smudged by water mist.

An uneasy premonition rose in Qin Mo's heart. Before he had time to imagine this premonition, he saw Shen Yuli move his lips and utter three words.

"She's dead."

Qin Mo blinked his dry eyes, pulled the corners of his lips rigidly, and let out a sneer: "I didn't come here today to hear you curse her, where is she?"

Shen Yuli's scarlet eyes met Qin Mo's eyes, his expression was never serious before, and he said every word: "I said she is dead! Just yesterday, the Public Security Bureau in City J called me and said She died in a fire and let me sign her death..."

"Bang!" Shen Chuli hadn't finished speaking when Qin Mo punched him hard in the face. He was weak and fell to the ground. Before he could react, Qin Mo oppressed him and squeezed him. Tightening his collar, he was pulled up abruptly.

Shen Quli tilted his head decadently, looking at the hands that clenched his collar tightly, the knuckles turned white from the exertion, and the tendons on the back of the hands exploded.

"You're lying to me! How could she be in J City? How could she die?!" Qin Mo's heart trembled violently, the pain involved his whole body, even his lips trembled, and his breathing became disordered.

Shen Yuli slowly raised his left hand and put it on Qin Mo's wrist, mechanically said: "It's good that she dies, she deserves it, my hand was broken because of her, and my parents died because of her, I won't give it to you." She collects the body, you can take the phone number of the Public Security Bureau in City J, you can do whatever you want... I never had this sister..."

"Are you fucking human!" Qin Mo trembled angrily, his eyes were about to burst, and he slapped him twice in anger, trying to slap him awake.

Shen Quli's temper is not good, he used to take advantage of the Shen family's arrogance, and aimed all his badness at Shen Zhichu.

Shen Chuli, who usually gets irritable when picked on a little bit, is now like a puppet in Qin Mo's hands, allowing him to beat and scold him, he spit out blood, with a weary expression.

The more Shen Chuli behaved like this, the more afraid Qin Mo was, afraid that what he said was true and that Shen Zhichu was really dead.

Hearing Shen Chuli's vicious words, he wished he could beat him to death.

Qin Mo grabbed Shen Chuli's collar, pressed his heart, and asked hissingly, "Why did you break your hand? Don't you know? It's easy to gamble and lose money, trick Zhichu into the casino for you to be safe, she What did you do to you, what did you do to her!"

"She is your own sister, not an enemy. She has devoted her heart and soul to your family, but she can't get even half of her sympathy!"

"Did you know that she was diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer three years ago and would not be able to live long! She was checked by herself, infusion and injection in the hospital by herself, and fainted by vomiting blood by herself. I don't know!" Qin Mo's breathing was short, his eyes were bloodshot, and what flowed out seemed to be blood rather than tears.

Shen Yuli was stuck in his throat, and he clenched his left hand tightly. His left hand was cut off at the beginning, and as long as his hand was pulled hard, it hurt like a needle, but now he seemed to have lost consciousness, and his dry and stinging eyes dripped out again. tears.

Shen Zhichu was diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer three years ago?how could it be possible?At that time, she was still with Li Jingshen well.

Shen Yuli shook his head in a daze, choked up and murmured: "If she got stomach cancer, why didn't she divorce Li Jingshen?"

Qin Mo said: "That's because you, a good-for-nothing, dragged her along, so she couldn't divorce Li Jingshen and endure his torture. Shen Yuli, you really don't deserve to be her brother!"

——Shen Chuli, you really don't deserve to be her brother.

Shen Chuli's tears flowed more and more violently, Qin Mo let go of him with one hand, and he knelt down on the spot, looking flustered, as if he had lost something important and precious, so flustered and bewildered.

"Qin Mo, do you think you're such a good thing? You're free and easy abroad. Did you ask Shen Zhichu about her in Rongcheng? On the day she and Li Jingshen went to court for divorce, she almost slammed her head against the wall to death!" Shen Yuli raised his left hand tremblingly, pointing at Qin Mo's words to punish him, "It was your father who gave false testimony for Li Jingshen, saying that she transferred [-] million marital property, and that she was mentally ill!"