After being conquered by a silly and sweet girl, I became the richest man in the world

After lunch, Fang Mulin went downstairs at Chu Yizi's repeated urging.

Fang Hechao's words in the morning kept lingering in his ears. During lunch, he tried to ask Huo Yijue several times, but failed to get any information out of him. Instead, he was made uneasy by the other party's mysterious tone.

Huo Yijue also said that he would take him to a fun place.

As a native local, Fang Mulin had no expectations for this.

The two walked to the car and the driver was already waiting.

Chu Yizi opened the car door and got in, took out his cell phone to send the driver his location. At this time, he saw that the message bar showed ten missed calls.

All from his homeroom teacher, Hei Yun.

Chu Yizi set his phone to silent mode when he went to Lu Xiuzhen's ward and forgot to turn it back on.

He was a little surprised. Fang Mulin happened to get in the car at that moment. Seeing his expression, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Yizi handed him the phone. Fang Mulin frowned after reading it and said, "Teacher Hei never calls students on weekends."

*

After half an hour.

The driver brought the two to the police station. Before they even entered the door, they heard a heart-wrenching cry, "Why...how could this happen...ah ah..."

Along with this came several choked questions, "You better give me a reasonable explanation!"

Hearing this. Fang Mulin turned his head and glanced at Chu Yizi. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard the driver suddenly say, "Master, do you want to notify Mr. Huo?"

Chu Yizi waved at him and glanced at his phone. "It's okay. I can handle it myself."

Hei Yun was waiting for them at the door. When she saw Chu Yizi coming, she hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Yi Jue, teacher knows that you were implicated for no reason, but this incident has a great impact. You must tell me everything you saw after you go in, okay?"

Chu Yizi nodded, "Teacher, don't worry."

After entering, Chu Yizi discovered that the principal, Director Huang, and several teachers from the school were all there.

He followed the source of the crying and saw the person, a plump middle-aged woman.

Although the woman's hair was messy and her face was covered with tears, it was not difficult to tell from her expensive clothes that she was a wealthy lady.

The sound of the two people opening the door startled the woman who was on the verge of collapse. She looked over here with tears in her eyes, and her body shook violently a few times due to being too excited.

She didn't care about the embarrassment, staggered over, and grabbed Chu Yizi's arm, "It's you, you are Huo Yijue!"

"Please tell me what's going on, please tell me quickly--" She anxiously grabbed Chu Yizi's arm. The next moment, her forced spirit could no longer hold up. She felt a black screen in front of her eyes and her body fell limply.

Chu Yizi immediately reached out to support her. At this time, the man who was arguing with Director Huang noticed the situation here and walked over.

The man was well-proportioned, about forty years old. Although he looked tough, he exuded a haggard air. It was obvious that this incident had dealt him no less of a blow than the woman in front of him.

The man held the woman in his arms but did not leave. He changed his aggressive attitude towards Director Huang and pleaded in an almost humble tone, "Please, please remember this carefully."

"I will, don't worry." After saying that, he followed Hei Yun to a policeman and sat down.

The policeman glanced at him and said seriously, "Student Huo Yijue, please tell me everything you saw yesterday afternoon."

Chu Yizi had just learned what had happened from Qiao Ya on the way.

Last night, the police dug up a body in the woods behind their school building.

The deceased was Zhao Ziqian from Class 1.

Class 1 is an international class. Zhao Ziqian often skips classes. Since he is from the Zhao family, one of the wealthy families in Jingyun City, the teacher has no choice but to turn a blind eye.

He had been missing since the last class yesterday afternoon when he left under the pretext of going to the bathroom. As he often used this excuse to skip classes, people around him were used to it. It was not until after school in the afternoon that his body was discovered by a lawn mower, who called the police.

The grove is located in a remote area with no surveillance cameras. The crime happened during lunch time. The police checked the surveillance cameras and only saw Chu Yizi.

Chu Yizi had recalled it on the way here. He met the police's inquiring eyes and answered truthfully, "I did see it. It was a man and a woman. I thought they were dating."

The policeman's eyes lit up and he quickly wrote something down, "Did you see the face?"

Chu Yizi shook his head and said regretfully: "They have their backs to me."

The policeman was a little disappointed. “Did you see what they were doing?”

Chu Yizi paused for a second, "I only saw them squatting on the ground, but the distance was too far, so I couldn't tell what they were doing."

The police then asked him some more questions.

By the time Chu Yizi finished dealing with these things and left the police station, it was already past six in the afternoon.

Fang Mulin handed him a cup of milk tea. Chu Yizi took it and asked in confusion, "Huh? When did you go out?"

Fang Mulin took a sip and pointed to the side, "He bought it."

Chu Yizi looked in the direction of his hand and saw a boy about the same age as them, with dark circles under his eyes and a haggard face.

It's a familiar face.

"I'm Zhao Liqing, we're in the same class." Seeing Chu Yizi's expression, Zhao Liqing introduced himself with a nasal voice.

Chu Yizi remembered Zhao Liqin, Zhao Ziqian's younger brother. Yesterday morning, the last class of Class 1 was also a physical education class, and Zhao Ziqian even gave Zhao Liqin milk tea.

Unexpectedly, that was the last time they met.

"He... is your brother?" Chu Yizi asked tentatively.

The cell phone rang. Chu Yizi took a look and saw that it was a message from Huo Yinzhu, asking if he was at home.

"No," Zhao Liqin shook his head, a hint of helplessness flashing across his pale face, "He is my brother."

He has a delicate appearance and is not very tall, which shows that he is often misunderstood.

The three of them sat on a bench by the roadside. Zhao Liqin gently fiddled with the straw. After a moment, he closed his eyes and said, "He will never be able to drink milk tea again."

*

After Zhao Liqing left, Chu Yizi took out his phone to reply to Huo Yinzhu's message. Fang Mulin said, "What a pity, it's the last weekend."

"Isn't there still tomorrow?" Chu Yizi raised his eyebrows slightly and tilted his head to look at him.

"Look for yourself." Fang Mulin held the phone in front of him.