The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Shen Hanhai's body was stiff, listening to the coughing sounds coming from his father's throat from time to time. It was obvious that something was stuck and he couldn't speak for a while.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and only when he was sure that his father's struggling strength had weakened and his eyes had begun to turn white did he hurriedly run out like a filial son and grandson, calling for help to save his life.

Due to Shen Hanhai's deliberate delay, Mr. Shen's last chance of survival was almost gone.

When Shen Wenjiao got the news, she was a little dumbfounded. This was not right! How could his father, who looked so happy and fat, actually die?

"Mom, you are kidding! Isn't my dad not even fifty yet? How angry would he have to be to mad himself to death!" Shen Wenjiao looked at her mother who came to tell her the news with an expression of disbelief, and wanted to refuse to believe this fact.

No matter how bad her biological father was, he still took her to Beijing and sent her to school. This way, her abilities could have a reasonable origin.

"It's true. The funeral was already over before someone came to notify us." When she said this, Ms. Feng Ya did not hide the sarcasm on her face at all.

"What?" Death is the greatest thing. Although Shen Wenjiao is not a very filial daughter, she doesn't mind seeing her father off for the last time. Unexpectedly, she doesn't even have such an opportunity~

For a moment, Shen Wenjiao didn't know what expression would be appropriate.

"People are on guard against you. I heard that after the funeral of Shen Hanhai, he took his family of three and went somewhere unknown. Here, I still remember leaving some thoughts for you." Ms. Feng Ya kicked the wooden box beside her speechlessly. The sound was so heavy.

"That kid sent you a box of books, and said that this was all your father left for you. Haha, he's just like his father. They're all worthless stuff. The price was not low when I bought them, but I can't get any price at all when I sell them." There was disgust in his tone that was almost overflowing.

Ms. Feng Ya recalled that Mr. Shen, who had almost disappeared after leaving the house, also took away most of the valuable items and left behind a lot of worthless and difficult-to-sell books.

As someone who had handled the sale of books before, Ms. Feng Ya has a lot to say on this aspect. Books like these only look valuable, but they are really not easy to sell and cannot be fetched at a high price.

Shen Wenjiao twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "Oh my God!" Is it possible that you sold them in the wrong way and place? Some of his father's collection of books are really rare.

"Forget it, it's at least a thought~" Shen Wenjiao didn't dislike it too much, but she didn't expect that the gifts she received recently were all books. It was just a coincidence.

Shen Wenjiao picked up the heavy wooden box easily and went home to organize it properly.

It just so happened that Jian Xingzhi also brought back the books that Xiao Lei gave her. There were quite a lot of books in this box, so she had to spend some time and energy to sort them out.

Shen Wenjiao opened the wooden box with a little sadness, and then the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching. There were actually quite a few newspapers recently published in Shanghai. It seemed that Shen Hanhai was really perfunctory!

Shen Wenjiao first poured out all the books in the wooden box, and then sorted out the newspapers that were obviously recently published and placed them aside.

Then I had the energy to read other books.

Shen Wenjiao was suddenly a little dazed, looking at the "Four Doors" in her hand which was carefully cut out of newspaper. She didn't expect that her father not only read the novel she wrote, but also seemed to like it very much. There were more or less a few words of complaints or comments left on each page.

"Oh my, in the past there were real and fake Monkey Kings in Journey to the West, but here there are real and fake heirs. You can't even recognize your own son, you deserve to be deceived."

"Oh my god, this woman is so cruel, she killed her husband and son just for her ex-lover, isn't she stupid?"

"I knew from the beginning that he wasn't a good person. How could a good person just talk about it? Look, now he's exposed. He's done for if he really gets serious~"

"Tsk~ You don't even understand the principle of the lips and teeth being cold. Who would be willing to accept a betrayer? You deserve this fate."

There were quite a few scattered handwritings, and Shen Wenjiao vaguely saw the demeanor of his father when he was young from these words. I guess his father was also dedicated to serving the country and learned a lot when he was young!

Shen Wenjiao slowly stroked the words with her fingers, thinking that people are really complicated.

No, that's not right. Shen Wenjiao's hand paused, and she touched it again carefully. There was something under the clippings of newspaper.

Shen Wenjiao suddenly became interested and read all the books again. While recalling the methods of hiding messages and things in books when watching TV, she started to act with great interest.

When Jian Xing got home from get off work, he saw the living room covered with papers. Shen Wenjiao was afraid that something was missed, so she opened the book and checked each paper one by one.

"What are you doing?" Jian Xingzhi stood on tiptoe, stepped over the minefield of books scattered on the ground, and asked carefully.

Shen Wenjiao was carefully warming a piece of paper in her hand over the oil lamp. She was concentrating very much and did not answer immediately.

When Jian Xingzhi came over, he saw words slowly emerging on the paper. What is this?

Shen Wenjiao waited until all the words on the paper in her hand appeared, then she twisted her sore neck and told the story.

"This is what my father left for me. When I was looking through it today, I felt something was wrong, so I tried it in various ways."

With some sadness, Shen Wenjiao told Jian Xingzhi that her father had died a few days ago and the funeral had been completed.

"Here, here are the bank stubs and keepsakes that I took out of the books my father left behind."

After saying this, Shen Wenjiao took out a few pieces of paper from the other side with a twitching expression, looked at Jian Xingzhi and spoke in a somewhat erratic tone.

"This was taken from the book Xiao Lei gave me. There are private messages, treasure maps, bank receipts, and even two property deeds~"

It turned out that his father and Old Man Xiao shared the same brain from a distance, and the places where they hid things were exactly the same.

It turns out that not everything in TV dramas is a lie. Things can be hidden in the gaps of the cover, and one or two small seals can be hidden on the spine if you treat it carefully. The words can appear when burned with fire, and the paper can be peeled off with water. They are all real.

Faced with Shen Wenjiao's sudden huge gain, Jian Xingzhi, who was always calm and composed, was dumbfounded.

His wife's luck is really amazing~The thing they tried so hard to investigate and find was now right in front of them?

Jian Xingzhi swallowed his saliva and looked at the books on the ground that had not been carefully examined. A green light emerged. Who knows, there might be a lot of things hidden in them!