What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

The name of Cuntou is Han Zheng. He led people to conduct a careful investigation of the place, and also got someone to call in the video, but found nothing. The camera near the pool suddenly had a black screen without any signs at that time. No matter how hard I tried to find the video, I couldn't get it back.

Han Zheng looked at the portrait in the mourning hall. In the black-and-white photo, Guan Wei's face didn't show much expression. Whether those eyes were affected by the current atmosphere or something, it always made Han Zheng feel as if there was a sense of lifelessness.

Han Zheng stomped his feet on the ground a few times, turned around and walked to the police officer who was questioning him.

The one who was being questioned was Guan Wenlian. He didn't have any sad expression on his face: "The last time I saw Zhilin was Awei's birthday. He didn't come back very often, so I didn't pay much attention to him."

Han Zheng suddenly asked, "You don't seem very sad."

Guan Wenlian replied calmly: "A person cannot be resurrected after death. I am used to dealing with all the troubles that need to be solved before paying attention to personal emotions."

Han Zheng nodded clearly and asked again: "By the way, today is Master Guan's memorial service, so where did Guan Yao go?"

"I heard from my little sister that Ayao suddenly had a high fever today, and he was lying in bed and couldn't get up, so I didn't let him come over." A dry voice came from the side, it was Guan Wusi.

Guan Wusi's complexion was very bad, but he was not as heartbroken as a father who lost a child. He stared at Han Zheng and said, "He is still lying in the room, you can go and see."

Han Zheng winked at the police officer on the side, Guan Wusi sighed at this moment, walked to the side stool and sat on a stool, looking like he didn't want to say more.

Han Zheng didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked around the place where he was being questioned, and finally stopped beside Jiang Jian, who leaned against the wall and focused on Guan Heng who was being questioned.

"Boss Jiang." Han Zhuang greeted him with the corners of his mouth raised unseriously.

Jiang Jian glanced at him and nodded: "Officer Han." Then she turned her head and continued to look at Guan Heng.

Han Zheng stood beside him and followed his gaze. Because Guan Heng was carefully fed by Jiang Jianzai these days, his thin and thin body became healthier and taller. When he saw him last time, he felt He is as weak as a dodder flower, but now he is like a green bamboo that suddenly grows up after the spring rain, looking elegant and elegant.

The cheeks that were usually pale at that time also became a little pink, but the pair of brown eyes looked very confused now, like a reckless and beautiful little beast that was suddenly caught by humans.

Han Zheng couldn't help blurting out: "She's a beauty." After speaking, he felt a chill approaching around him, and he touched his head reflexively and said with a smile, "I just appreciate it, I have no other ideas."

Jiang Jian looked back and walked out to the lawn first, and Han Zheng followed immediately.

"I've been at Jiang Jian's house for the past few days. I haven't seen him before. We weren't close before. I haven't been back since what happened last time." Guan Heng answered the policeman softly with his head down. As for the problem, when Jiang Jian went out, his eyes followed the past unconsciously.

The person in charge of questioning Guan Heng was a female police officer with neat short hair, her name was Mei Qiu. She also knew a little about the affairs of the Guan family, and felt a little sympathetic for Guan Heng. The police officer couldn't help lowering his voice when questioning Guan Heng.

Noticing that Guan Heng was distracted after Jiang Jian left, Mei Qiu asked: "It seems that you have a very good relationship with the young master of the Jiang family. I heard that you met through your aunt."

Guan Heng immediately revealed a smile and replied: "Well, he is my boyfriend."

Mei Qiu laughed and said, "I see, you seem to be a good match."

The police officers who were searching behind them looked at each other in blank dismay: "My God, Sister Mei is so gentle with people."

Guan Heng pursed his lips a little shyly but still thanked her, Mei Qiu patted him on the shoulder with a smile and let him go to rest.

Han Zheng walked in from the outside at this moment, and Mei Qiu walked over and said, "I haven't found anything suspicious for now, and I will adjust the monitoring later."

Han Zheng nodded: "The search and questioning is almost done, so let's close the team and go back to the bureau first."

The police came and left quickly, and the memorial service did not continue, Guan Wenlian sent all the guests out.

The weather in spring is changeable. It was a beautiful spring, but now it is overcast and breezy.

In the car, Jiang Jian held Guan Heng's cold hand and frowned, "Next time, let's make an appointment with a Chinese medicine practitioner? See if it's a physical problem." Guan Zhilin's death did not affect Jiang Jian's emotions at all. He didn't care what happened to the Guan family, he only cared whether Guan Heng would be sad because of it.

Guan Heng obediently asked him to hold it and said yes, although it was useless for Chinese medicine practitioners to see this, but he just liked Jiang Jian's appearance of caring about him.

Zhao Yunwei felt a little heavy when he came out of the car, and sat in the car with his eyes closed to rest his mind. Jiang Jian let go of Guan Heng's hand, covered him with a small blanket, started the car and left.

The Guan family was quiet, Guan Mei went back to her room, and Wang Xiulin also dragged Guan Rong back to her room.

"Why, I'm going to take a shower..." Guan Rong shook off Wang Xiulin's hand impatiently.

"Where did you go last night?" Wang Xiulin asked loudly.

"What's none of your business?" Guan Rong's ears were ringing, and she was completely dazed.

Wang Xiulin was furious by her: "Do you know that your brother was found dead just now!"

Guan Rong's heart skipped a beat, and it was more of a mess in her head: "I know, I know, I'm going to rest, can you stop yelling like a shrew!"

Wang Xiulin's eyes widened: "What did you say? You said I was a shrew?"

Guan Rong looked around anxiously, her head hurt even more, she pushed Wang Xiulin away and ran into her room, locking the door by the way.

Wang Xiulin behind her was so angry that she threw her cosmetics all over the floor.

Guan Wenlian sat wearily on the dark red soft leather armchair in the study, this seat was where Master Guan sat every day, rubbing his hands on the armrest of the chair, showing a strange smile.

After a while, he got up and walked to the place where Guan Yao lived. Guan Wusi was sitting by the bed, looking at a void with deep eyes.

Guan Wenlian walked over and saw Guan Yao lying there with his eyes closed and asked, "How is A Yao?"

Guan Wusi sat there without saying a word, like a statue.

Guan Wenlian suddenly put his hand on his shoulder and said loudly: "Brother, this is the price, what we have to pay to achieve our goal, after enduring all this, we can get everything we want!"