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When the car was driving halfway up the mountain, Xu Shuangmian was woken up by the ringing of Cheng Xuan's phone that was left in his coat.

Xu Shuangmian was frightened, trembled, and immediately woke up, asking, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xuan tore off his jacket from the passenger seat and took out his cell phone.

It's Yi Xin.

Because he didn't want Xu Shuangmian to be frightened again, Cheng Xuan answered Yi Xin's call softly: "What's the matter?"

From this tone, Xu Shuangmian should be fine.Yi Xin was heartbroken, and then said: "Mr. Cheng, I agreed with the young master to go back to the old house tomorrow. I just contacted the young master after get off work, but I didn't expect him to get through on the phone. I wanted to report to you. .”

"He's here with me, go and get him a mobile phone, and get a new one for his card and send it to Mid-Levels. He won't be able to go to the old house tomorrow, so you can make an appointment another day."

The boss has already spoken. Even if Xu Shuangmian is the young master, he can't change anything. He can only agree. As for the other day, Yi Xin doesn't know.According to Cheng Xuan's tone, it is not impossible that there will never be another day.Xu Shuangmian also heard it.

Cheng Xuan hung up the phone and secretly glanced at Xu Shuangmian, his gaze happened to meet the person in his arms.

"Why did you return it for me without asking me?"

"You today..." Cheng Xuan thought to himself that I was terrified to death, but you fell asleep and wanted to go out again. He was pissed off by Xu Shuangmian, a heartless child, and said stiffly, "It's dangerous outside. Just stay at home and go out after the new year."

Xu Shuangmian got up from his arms, turned her head to look out the window and asked, "Where is this car heading?"

Isn't this a knowing question?

But even if he knew that he was digging a hole for him to jump, Cheng Xuan couldn't help but answer, "Go home."

"go home?"

"Halfway."

"That's your home, not mine."

Cheng Xuan saw Xu Shuangmian's cold face reflected on the car window, and he remembered the summer when Xu Shuangmian broke his leg, the child sat on a chair and raised his head expectantly and asked him sadly: Ah Xuan, your home is mine home?

That's right, when he grows up, he will always have his own home.

The car stopped in front of the house, Xu Shuangmian knew that nothing else would help.He was also tired, so he opened the car door and walked in. Wang Ma called him to eat something in the restaurant.Cheng Xuan followed him into the door, but did not follow him to the restaurant, but went to the study by himself.

Xu Shuangmian didn't have any appetite, so he just drank a bowl of soup and went to bed.He couldn't hear what Wang Ma was whispering in his ear.When she put down the bowl, Wang Ma seemed to see a drop of tears splashing into the remaining soup, it must be because of her old eyesight.

"Wang Ma, ask someone to clean up the guest bedroom. I will sleep in the guest bedroom tonight."

"This this……"

Xu Shuangmian suddenly felt that everything was boring.His life is under control, where he lives, where he goes, who he can see, who he can't see, and now even which bed he sleeps in is not up to him.He walked out of the restaurant with a wooden face, and there was a person standing at the end of the long corridor.When Xu Shuangmian passed by him, she only said, "I want to sleep in the guest room."

Cheng Xuan's face was buried in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly. After Xu Shuangmian had walked into the living room, he whispered, "Okay."

There is no difference between the master bedroom and the guest bedroom. In such a big house, even the guest bedroom has complete supporting facilities. It takes less than half an hour for the servants to tidy up and it is almost the same as the master bedroom.It's just that if there are fewer people, there will be fewer if there are fewer. After so many years, don't you get used to it long ago.

Xu Shuangmian went to bed early.

Cheng Xuan didn't dare to sleep.Liang Jinxin's words were like a wake-up call, and he was still terrified.

Ke Tinghan personally took care of the three people in the warehouse, and then went up the mountain without stopping to see Cheng Xuan.Cheng Xuan couldn't wait, Liang Jinxin was right, except for Cheng Xuan himself and his confidants, once he heard that there were people living in this world who knew about it, he couldn't sleep peacefully.

But where does this matter start from?He didn't even have a single suspect.

"Tell people to keep an eye on Liang Jinxin, don't let him die. Which of his words is true and which is false, and who told him, send him away immediately after he confesses." Cheng Xuan kept pressing his temple with his right hand, and he With a terrible headache, "The half-mountain is still arranged according to when he just came back. You explain, without my permission, the young master is not allowed to go down the mountain."

"Yes."

Cheng Xuan thought for a long time, struggling inwardly, finally bent down, unlocked a metal cabinet with a combination lock embedded in the bottom drawer of the desk, took out a file bag from it and handed it to Ke Tinghan.

Ke Tinghan took the bulging document bag, but he couldn't figure out what Cheng Xuan meant.

"have a look."

He opened the file bag as he said, and there was an empty syringe in a plastic bag, an infusion tube sealed in a plastic bag, and a plastic bag for the infusion, and dozens of sheets of paper were divided into several copies and stapled together. Those were two autopsy reports, and several investigation reports.

The name Ke Tinghan in these two reports has never been heard of, but he is familiar with the surname.

Knowing his doubts, Cheng Xuan explained, "Xu Zhengyan is Xu Shuangmian's father, and Cheng Xilan is his mother."

Except for the name, gender, and time of death of the person being inspected, the content of the two papers is exactly the same from the time of the autopsy to the autopsy findings, contributing factors, and cause of death.

Xu Zhengyan’s report suggested that the column of the cause of death read: The deceased had no long-term medication history, but there was residual propofol in his body. It was suggested that the respiratory depression induced by intravenous injection of propofol was not treated immediately leading to death.

The same is true for another report.

"It didn't say that the concentration of propofol residue in Xu Zhengyan's body was not as high as Cheng Xilan's. You also saw that the two died one after the other. Xu Zhengyan died first, and Cheng Xilan followed. He was infused with the infusion in Renrong hospital. Residues of propofol were found in the tube and the infusion plastic bag. Cheng Xilan died almost two hours after his death." Cheng Xuan looked out the window, "And I should be the last to see them."

"What is this syringe?"

"A syringe filled with propofol was later found in the ward toilet."

Ke Tinghan frowned. He knew that whether it was anesthesia killings or the drugs they commonly used to kill, the core of these killing methods was: overdose.In a short period of time, excessive anesthesia or drugs entering the blood circulation can cause respiratory failure, cardiac arrest and even death.

It was clearly written in the investigation report that this syringe was of a 30ml specification, and the propofol injected into it was only up to the 20ml mark.If only a [-]ml dose of propofol is obviously not enough to cause two adults to die from overdose of anesthesia, what's more, the propofol received by one of them is still diluted with liquid and slowly enters the body.

"Do you find it strange? I also find it strange. This syringe only has Cheng Xilan's fingerprints on it. If Cheng Xilan committed suicide with [-] milliliters of propofol in this syringe, how did Xu Zhengyan, who was in front of her, die?"