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

Qin Mo staggered his legs. At this moment, he seemed to have auditory hallucinations...

Not long after he left, Shen Zhichu and Li Jingshen filed a divorce lawsuit. Is it because his father gave false testimony in court that she was mentally ill, and also transferred [-] million marital property without permission, so Shen Zhichu couldn't get a divorce?

Qin Mo's ears were ringing, and his figure was shaking. When he was doing research abroad and trying to save Shen Zhichu, and his family was pushing Shen Zhichu to a desperate situation step by step, it was a luxury for her to ask for help.

Qin Mo thought a lot for a moment, he didn't want to believe Shen Chuli's words, but he could explain everything clearly when he thought of the avoiding eyes of his parents and the attitude of avoiding Shen Zhichu when he came back.

Shen Quli straightened his neck, his eyes were about to burst like a raging lion, he stood up and grabbed the clothes on Qin Mo's chest.

"You're right, I don't deserve to be her brother, because I've never recognized her, but what about you? Qin Mo."

— but what about you?Qin Mo.

Do you think you are nice to Shen Zhichu?When she was dying and struggling for help, not only did you fail to save her, but your relatives pressed her head into hell.

Shen Zhichu is not afraid of hell, what she is afraid of is the person who pushes her to hell—not the vicious villain, but the person she once treated as a family member with sincerity.

Qin Mo was staggered by Shen Yuli's push, he stood there blankly, the tears on his face were dry and wet, his soul had already been hysterical.

"I'm not human, I hurt her, I'm sorry for her, I clearly agreed that if she wanted to leave, I would take her away, but what did I do..."

Qin Mo scratched and pulled his hair carelessly. He squatted on the ground, feeling so sad for a moment that he seemed to vent his sorrowful soul. He was out of breath from crying.

The image of Shen Zhichu bumping his head into the courtroom, dripping with blood, came to his mind.

She obviously wanted to live so much, but she was forced to commit suicide by hitting the wall.

——All of them were accomplices in killing Shen Zhichu.

Qin Mo's face was like rice paper, his lips were dark blue, and he thought in a daze, what qualifications does he have to blame Shen Yuli?

Shen Chuli didn't feel much better in his heart, he shirked responsibility, but could Shen Zhichu's death really be shirked?

He wished for Shen Zhichu's death, but after she died, he found out that she was the only relative he had.If she died, he would really be the only one left.

Shen Quli choked up, squatted on the ground crying out of breath, wiped the tears on his face with his left hand indiscriminately, and his eyes hurt from being wiped.

Qin Mo moved his lips: "I don't believe Zhichu is dead..."

Shen Yuli took out his mobile phone and put it at Qin Mo's feet: "The first one on the caller ID is the one you called me yesterday, you can check it yourself."

"You didn't check?"

Shen Chuli didn't answer, and wept uncontrollably with his head down. To put it bluntly, he didn't dare to investigate.

After receiving the call yesterday and hanging up, he was stunned. He has been stunned until now, and he didn't even dare to think that Shen Zhichu was dead.

Qin Mo gritted his teeth, bent over and reached out tremblingly to pick up the phone, and then searched for the number. It was the number of J City Public Security Bureau.

Qin Mo didn't believe it, so he went to check the news about the fire that killed people in J City recently, and he saw a gossip on December 25th.

On the day of Li Jingshen's engagement, the large screen that was playing the engagement video malfunctioned, and the video was accidentally linked to a surveillance video, which caught fire.In a closed room on the first floor, near the floor-to-ceiling windows, a thin figure was engulfed in the fire. She struggled and slapped the floor-to-ceiling windows in pain, and the glass was covered with blood from her body.

Below the video is a link to a headline.

At 25:12 on December 30th, a fire broke out in the villa on xx Island, and 27-year-old Shen died in the fire.

Qin Mo's face was pale, as if he had been scalded by the phone, he retracted his hands, the phone fell to the ground and the screen was facing Shen Yuli.

Shen Chuli lowered his head, and his eyes just happened to hit the subtitle. Suddenly, his eyes turned and he collapsed on the ground without any strength.

"Is it her?"

—Is it her?

Qin Mo burst into tears when he heard the words, he could lie to himself that there are many people with the same name and age in this world, but how to explain the face reflected on the French window in that video?

How to explain the "live broadcast" video that suddenly appeared on the big screen at Li Jingshen's engagement scene?

Qin Mo let out a sob: "You are right, we are not worthy... We are all her murderers..."

Qin Mo's words were like a boning knife stabbing into his chest abruptly, pulling away the ribs, Shen Quli lowered his eyelashes, and tears fell down the eyelashes.

He remembered that two years ago, he had lured Shen Zhichu to an underground gambling city, where Chen Jiahang had given her red wine with anesthesia, and the red wine overflowed from the corner of her mouth like spit out blood.

At that time he left her without hesitation and ran away alone, Shen Zhichu tremblingly called him behind her.

——"Brother...are you really going to leave me...to go alone?" The smile on Shen Zhichu's face was uglier than crying.

That was the last time Shen Zhichu called him "brother" in his memory, when he left her and ran away two years ago.

Shen Zhichu was a person who would never admit defeat easily, and when encountering difficult and painful things, he smashed his teeth and swallowed them.

That was the first time she "begged" him, but he dropped her.

When he was cursing Shen Zhichu's death, he didn't feel that he would lose anything, until she was really gone, and he cried so hard that he couldn't make a sound.

My mother has been gone for 27 years, my father has been gone for three years, and my sister is gone...

He lost his only family member, and no one would let him scold and vent his anger, no one would give him money, and no one would call him "brother" softly.

Shen Yuli suddenly remembered something that happened a long time ago.

With a big belly, the mother held his hand on the swollen belly and asked him softly, "Does Xiuli want a younger brother or a younger sister?"

"I want my sister."

"When the younger sister is born, you must protect her well so that she doesn't get hurt. You have to coax her when she cries, and you have to feed her when she's hungry. If someone bullies her..."

The little Shen Chuli raised his fist: "If someone bullies my sister, I'll beat him up and cry!"

……

Shen Chuli's tears couldn't stop falling down, why did he suddenly forget these things?

He was the one who bullied my sister the most.

Shen Zhichu died in the fire in the cold winter and failed to return home... Shen Chuli only felt a severe pain in his heart and heart, and was so distraught that he couldn't take care of himself.

He leaned against the wall and stood up unsteadily: "I want to bring her back."

Qin Mo said with a hoarse voice, "I'll go with you."

The two of them booked the air tickets that day, and the tickets to J City at noon were already full of passengers, so they could only delay until four or five in the afternoon.

Qin Mo went home and picked up the unpacked luggage.

Qin's mother saw him in a hurry and asked, "son, where are you going after you just came back?"

Qin Mo pulled the suitcase, and when he heard Qin's mother's question, his body froze, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice, "Go to J City to collect Zhichu's body."