This matter has generated an unusually high level of attention online.

When we were looking at the apartment yesterday, Xiao Li mentioned that the family wasn't originally from Yuncheng. Their hometown is a remote town in a neighboring province. The reason they moved to Yuncheng and pooled their money to buy an apartment was because the grandson of the elderly man was dating a local girl from Yuncheng. The girlfriend declared that if he didn't buy her an apartment in Yuncheng, she wouldn't marry him.

For their grandson's marriage, the elderly couple sold their old house in the town and borrowed a lot of money from various sources before finally arriving in Yuncheng to look at houses, carrying a heavy bank note.

The family members are not highly educated. Although the boy has a job in Yuncheng, he is just an insurance salesman.

My girlfriend's job is even worse. She only has a vocational school diploma, and after graduation, she worked in various restaurants as a waitress in different types of jobs.

Yet this family, in the very first moment after the incident, thought of exposing it online. They had no experience with the internet, but their post quickly garnered over ten thousand likes and was discussed and shared by many netizens.

Some netizens even thoughtfully dug up the property certificate for the house, and then conveniently threw Pei Xingzhi and Qin Song into the public eye to be scolded.

Is it really possible for this family to generate such a smooth and rapid public opinion campaign?

Qin Song found it increasingly strange. She reopened the post and scrolled to the comments section to read what other users were saying.

All the commenters' IP addresses were in Yuncheng, which at first glance seemed normal. But when Qin Song randomly clicked into the homepages of a few accounts that had posted abusive comments, he immediately sensed something was wrong—

These accounts were all newly created recently. Their profiles were completely blank, and some didn't even have profile pictures.

Qin Song frowned: "Is this family really that powerful? Not only do they know how to use the internet, but they also hire online trolls?"

"What online army?" Pei Xingzhi parked the car and casually unbuckled his seatbelt.

Qin Song put away his phone and smiled meaningfully: "I found something, I'll tell you in a bit."

"Why do we have to wait a while?" Pei Xingzhi opened the car door and got out, striding to the passenger side door to help Qin Song out of the car.

"Can't we say it now?"

Qin Song shook his head: "We can say that, but there's not enough time. Let's go back and drive those troublemakers away first."

Pei Xingzhi: "Alright."

"Pay up! Pay up! What kind of lousy house is this? My grandma was cursed to death the moment she stepped inside!"

“My grandmother could have lived to be eighty, but because of your house, she died in her seventies! You must compensate for this loss!”

"So what if they're police? Does that mean they can side with the murderer? My grandma is dead!"

As soon as Qin Song stepped out of the elevator, he was surrounded by the sound of a loud argument.

Pei Xingzhi held her in his arms, covered her ears with one hand, and put his arm around her shoulder with the other, leading her quickly through the chaotic crowd and safely returning her to her room.

"Get some rest, I'll handle things outside." Before leaving, Pei Xingzhi kissed Qin Song's forehead and said to her in a calm and gentle voice.

Feeling completely safe, she gently squeezed Pei Xingzhi's hand: "Be careful, don't let these lunatics hurt you."

"I will." Pei Xingzhi lifted her hand, kissed her palm several times, and then reluctantly closed the door and left.

Outside, several police officers had already driven the troublemakers into the hallway. As the crowd dispersed, Pei Xingzhi discovered that the walls of the hallway in front of his house and the door panel had been splashed with bright red paint.

The paint was bright and intense, and at first glance it looked like splattered blood.

“Mr. Pei.” The lead policeman walked up to Pei Xingzhi, shook his hand, and then said, “Just now, the police station received a medical record from the hospital. The record shows that the deceased elderly man had been admitted to the ICU more than a month ago due to a cerebral infarction.”

"The elderly woman's condition was quite serious. According to the attending physician, the hospital had already reminded her family to prepare for her funeral."

"Prepare for the funeral..." Pei Xingzhi adjusted his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses as cold as ice. "So, your family knew all along that the old man was dying?"

“Yes!” Pei Lingxuan chimed in, “Their elderly relative has been dying for a long time. Even if she stayed in the hospital, she would only live for another month at most. With her health so poor, why would they drag her out to look at houses? What are they really up to?”

"It's precisely because my grandma is nearing the end that we're bringing her out to look at houses!" The grandson, holding a banner, retorted righteously, "Buying a house is my grandma's biggest wish. While she can still walk, of course we want to bring her out so she can see what her grandson's new house looks like!"

"Don't you have any other way to let her look after the house?" Pei Lingxuan had been arguing all morning, and her voice was now completely hoarse. She shielded her mother behind her and roared in a hoarse voice, "Knowing that the old woman could pass away at any time, you still brought her into our house. Didn't you think about what might happen to her?"

"I never thought of that!" the old woman's son said unreasonably. "My mother was perfectly lucid when she left home this morning, but she became unwell as soon as she entered your house. It's because your house is unclean that she was cursed to death! You have to give me an explanation today!"

Police: "What do you mean by 'cursed to death'? Let's talk about science, okay? We've already intervened in this matter. We'll issue a statement about how and when your elderly relative died."

"Go do what you're supposed to do, don't cause trouble here. There's a pregnant woman inside."

"They have a pregnant woman in their family, and we have a dead person in ours!" the old man's grandson shouted. "Want to see who's tougher?"

"What did you say?" Pei Xingzhi stepped forward, glaring angrily at the man in front of him.

The man, neck stiff and unyielding, retorted, "I said, your pregnant woman will also become a dead person—"

"Oh!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Pei Xingzhi swung his fist and slammed it into the man's face.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Did he hit someone? Policeman, he hit someone!"

The corridor was in complete chaos again, but Qin Song remained remarkably calm standing by the balcony.

Making trouble, demanding compensation, holding up banners, preventing them from selling the house... these tactics seem so familiar.

Qin Song gently stroked his stomach, already having a suspect in mind.

Just then, a familiar figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the apartment building.

Qin Song peeked out and, upon seeing who it was, her initial suspicion was instantly confirmed.

"Hmph, you've come at the perfect time." She curled her lips into a cold smile, turned around, pushed open the bedroom door, and walked straight out.

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