The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

During the two days of the live broadcast, Yan Muhuai's mobile phone also ran out of battery. After Rong Jin left, he returned to his room to charge his phone.

Ming Fei came over immediately and repeated what she had said to Rong Jin on the phone last night.

"Do you think it was Yan Xunyi's own idea or was it instructed by the Yan family?" Yan Muhuai asked Ming Fei after hearing this.

Ming Fei and Rong Jin had discussed this issue before. "It was Yan Xunyi's own opinion. The head of the Yan family would not interfere in such a matter."

Besides, Yan Muhuai is the real young master of the Yan family. Even if he has been abandoned by the Yan family now, there is still blood connection. In addition, Rong Jin also recorded a variety show with Yan Muhuai. Even for Rong Jin's face, the Yan family would not kill Yan Muhuai at this time.

"Do you know Yan Xunyi? Is he that stupid?" Yan Muhuai didn't have much contact with Yan Xunyi. It was normal for an actor to have several faces.

He didn't think that what he saw was Yan Xunyi's true character.

As for what Sanwu told him, it has no reference value at all.

Its previous host only regarded the Yan family as a stepping stone to get close to Rong Jin, and never seriously got to know anyone in the Yan family. Sanshiwu still looked at others through its previous host, so his cognition and judgment would be seriously affected.

Ming Fei laughed sarcastically, "Growing up in that kind of family, how could there be any stupid people?"

Then she realized, "You mean, he deliberately made it so flawed?"

She thought back to what happened in the past two days. The IP addresses of those who deliberately slandered Yan Muhuai in the live broadcast room were all the same. This method was too despicable. She didn't even bother to check whether the manipulator was Yan Xunyi.

As for the fact that Yan Xunyi was the mastermind behind Yu Hao, it was not her who asked people to investigate. Instead, when she was escorting Yu Hao to Dai Jialing's ward waiting for the police, Luo Ming called Yu Hao's cell phone himself, and she answered the call.

Thinking about it now, this whole frame-up incident exudes a ridiculous sloppiness.

"What does he want? I stopped him halfway, and he didn't even achieve his purpose of causing trouble for you." It is precisely because Yan Xunyi does not seem like a stupid person, but always does stupid things, that Ming Fei cannot figure out his real purpose.

"Who are you doing this for?" Yan Muhuai took out his cell phone and turned it on while talking to Ming Fei.

As soon as the phone screen lit up, a call came in.

When Yan Muhuai saw a number on the phone screen that started with Huaicheng District and ended with 110, he frowned slightly.

"Hello, how are you?" Yan Muhuai greeted politely.

The other party was a serious female voice, "Excuse me, are you Yan Ce's guardian Yan Muhuai?"

"Yes, I'm Yan Muhuai." When answering this question, Yan Muhuai had already unplugged his mobile phone charger and started packing his things with one hand.

Ming Fei was still pondering what Yan Muhuai said, but seeing this, she stood up to help clean up without asking why.

"Yan Ce is suspected of intentional homicide. Please go to Huaicheng Police Station immediately to cooperate with the investigation." The voice said again.

Yan Muhuai responded and hung up the phone, then instructed Ming Fei in an orderly manner, "Please help me book a flight back to Huaicheng, the sooner the better. If there is no ticket, find a driver to drive me back."

Ming Fei didn't have time to ask more questions and went to book the ticket immediately.

During this period, Yan Muhuai received another call from Chen Xiao, whose words were similar to the call from the police station, asking Yan Muhuai to return to Huaicheng as soon as possible.

The ticket booking went smoothly. The flight was in an hour, so the two of them had enough time to pack up and rush to the airport.

Before boarding the plane, Ming Fei still sent a message to Rong Jin.

After they sat down on the plane, Ming Fei asked Yan Muhuai what had happened?

Yan Muhuai did not hide it and directly informed the police station of the content of the call.

"Ah?" Ming Fei was shocked after hearing this. "Isn't your brother only in his teens? How could a high school student be suspected of murder? Is there something wrong?"

Yan Muhuai corrected her, "My brother must have made a mistake in this matter, but crime has nothing to do with age."

More than two hours later, the plane landed and Chen Xiao had been waiting for a long time.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Chen Xiao looked much more haggard, and the white hair on his head was more obvious than before.

He wanted to help Ming Fei and Yan Muhuai carry their luggage despite looking exhausted, but they refused.

"Tell me what you know." Yan Muhuai still wanted to know as much relevant information as possible before meeting Yan Ce.

Chen Xiao nodded, and took the two into the car before he began to talk. "According to the police investigation, the incident happened around 12 o'clock last night. Four high school students had been drinking and having fun in the KTV box since last night. The preliminary judgment was that the four got drunk and had a conflict. One of them had his aorta punctured by a broken bottle and died of excessive bleeding. Another had his head broken and was seriously injured and unconscious. The remaining two are in the police station."

"The high school student who died was named Lin Dong, the son of Secretary Lin. The one who was seriously injured and unconscious was my son Chen Sangluo. The remaining two are Yan Ce and Zhao Wang." Every time Chen Xiao said a name, it was like a bloody knife stabbing into his heart.

It's not just because his son Chen Sangluo was involved and his life or death is now unknown, but also because these four people are only sixteen or seventeen years old. Anyone who hears about what happened to them would feel extremely sad.

Even though they hadn't seen the scene, just by hearing what Chen Xiao said, Yan Muhuai and Ming Fei could imagine how tragic the scene was.

"They are minors, how could they enter the KTV and drink inside?" Ming Fei asked.

Chen Xiao hurriedly explained, "Our Huaicheng is a small place and the rules are not that strict. Besides, it's a mass-market KTV. They brought the alcohol in secretly. There are no surveillance cameras in the room. If the waiter doesn't go in, we don't know what they are doing in there..."

Generally speaking, as long as the guests have booked a private room, the waiter will not go in to disturb them unless they actively request it.

Yan Ce and his friends entered the box on Saturday night, and it was not until the afternoon of the next day that the murder scene inside was discovered by a waiter who had just changed shifts and was unaware of the situation.

They soon arrived at the police station, and as soon as Ming Fei got off the car, she received a call from Rong Jin.

She glanced at Yan Muhuai carefully, and when she was about to walk away to answer the phone, she saw the latter reaching out his hand to her.

"Is it Rong Jin's call? Let me talk to him." Yan Muhuai still looked approachable.

But Ming Fei felt that his aura was a bit scary, so she obediently handed over the phone.

"Rong Jin, it's me." Yan Muhuai stated his identity directly.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then someone asked anxiously: "Have you arrived in Huaicheng now? What happened that made you rush back so anxiously? I am now..."

"You don't have to come over." Yan Muhuai interrupted Rong Jin directly.

This one sentence made Rong Jin silent again.

Yan Muhuai realized that what he said was a bit hurtful, so he softened his tone a little, "Something happened to my cousin, and we may come into contact with ghosts during the process of handling it. The evil spirit on you will scare the ghosts away."

What this means is that we could have asked about the ghost, but Rong Jin’s arrival might have cut off all the clues.

"Then I won't come over. If you need anything, just tell Mingfei and let her help you share some of the burden, okay?" There was even a hint of pleading in Rong Jin's tone.

Under the dim street lights, Yan Muhuai's expression was unclear, but his voice was gentle, "Okay, thank you."