Chapter 1105 The Same Person

Bai Shaoyi asked the servant to stay in the room and take care of Song Qiaoqiao.

He left the bedroom and returned to Mrs. Song's place.

Song Hefeng still held Mrs. Song tightly. The forensic doctor wanted to examine Mrs. Song's body but was unable to do so.

The forensic doctor looked at Bai Shaoyi helplessly.

Bai Shaoyi walked up to Song Hefeng and slowly squatted down.

He frowned slightly and stared at Song Hefeng.

"Hefeng, there is something fishy about Aunt Song's death. We need to investigate the truth behind it. I hope you can cooperate with our work?"

There was a trace of remorse and guilt in Song Hefeng's eyes.

He cried in a hoarse voice: "It's all my fault, all this is because of me. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have used that method to deal with Lan Xiao. Grandpa and my father wouldn't have locked her up, either. If we lock her up, she won't die. She obviously doesn't need to die. It's me who deserves to die, not my mother."

His mother had given him almost all her love over the years.

But what did he give her mother?

Now, thinking about it carefully, he actually did nothing for his mother.

His mother is not a good person, not even kind.

However, it is undeniable that she is the mother who loves Song Hefeng the most in the world——

Now, the person who loves him the most is gone.

There will never be anyone who thinks about everything for him and makes him rely on him.

Mrs. Song died, and half of Song Hefeng's world almost collapsed.

No one could understand his grief.

Bai Shaoyi sighed, he had experienced the feeling of losing a loved one before.

He knew very well Song Hefeng's current collapsed mood.

He raised his hand and squeezed Song Hefeng's shoulders.

"Dead people cannot be resurrected... You have to express your condolences... Don't you want to know who killed my aunt? Don't you want to avenge her?"

Song Hefeng wiped away his tears and looked at Bai Shaoyi with burning eyes.

He bit his thin lips and replied word by word: "I want to know who killed her. I want to avenge her. I want to cut the murderer into pieces."

"Okay, if that's the case, then let go of Mrs. Song. I want the forensic doctor to find out where the bullet in Mrs. Song's eyebrow came from. Hefeng, remember, this is just the beginning. ." Bai Shaoyi said with a serious look.

Even if Song Hefeng was reluctant to let go, he had to let go of Mrs. Song.

The murderer needs to be found, and the murder of his mother needs to be avenged, so he must cheer up.

Afterwards, during the forensic work, Bai Shaoyi took Song Hefeng to wash up and change into a set of clothes.

Lan Xiao and Gu Ci also arrived at this time.

Mrs. Song's body had already been taken away and sent to the police station.

The place where the crime occurred was also surrounded by police, and no one could get close to it.

Gu Ci immediately made his identity clear to the police, who quickly let them in.

Lan Xiao and Gu Ci entered the room where Mrs. Song was killed. Lan Xiao stood at the door and looked at every marked place.

She lowered her head and looked at the place where Mrs. Song lay, and then at the large glass window opposite the bedroom door.

Now, the night has gradually turned towards dawn.

In the originally dim distance, a rough outline gradually appeared.

When Bai Shaoyi heard that Lan Xiao was coming, he quickly came over.

Lan Xiao greeted him, then pointed to a forest outside the window and asked, "Has anyone been sent there to check?"

Bai Shaoyi nodded, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"I checked... there were traces of a sniper rifle placed on a hillside more than ten meters away. The forensic doctor just called and took out a bullet from Mrs. Song's forehead. That bullet was the same as the last sniper rifle. Mr. Wen’s bullets are exactly the same.”

Lan Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"So, is the murderer behind the scenes the same person?"

Bai Shaoyi took a drag on the cigarette, and the white smoke gradually dispersed in front of his eyes.

"It's almost certain that it's the same person. Last time, didn't that person admit that he was the one who ordered him to assassinate Wen Muchu? Was he from the Song family? So this time, it must be related to the Song family."

Lan Xiao's eyes flickered and she murmured in a low voice.

"It's related to the Song family... So Mrs. Song might have been murdered by someone closest to her? So, who is this person?"

Bai Shaoyi raised his steps and walked out of the room where the crime occurred.

Lan Xiao followed him out of here without any hesitation.

Gu Ci has always been by Lan Xiao's side to protect her safety.

Bai Shaoyi took Lan Xiao to Song Qiaoqiao's room.

At that time, Song Qiaoqiao was still in a coma.

However, she seemed to be having nightmares and had not been sleeping peacefully.

Lan Xiao entered the room and looked at Bai Shaoyi with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

Bai Shaoyi's eyes fell on Song Qiaoqiao's pale face.

"I think we can get some clues from her mouth about some things. When Mrs. Song died, she seemed to have said something to her. I guess it was what Mrs. Song said that prompted her to The god of death took away Mrs. Song’s life.”

Lan Xiao clenched her fists and slowly sat on the bed.

She held Song Qiaoqiao's hand that was clenched into a fist. Song Qiaoqiao's whole body was trembling.

Even though she was covered with a thick quilt, her body was still cold.

Lan Xiao held her hand and put Song Qiaoqiao's palm to her lips.

She exhaled hot breath, trying to shake off the coldness on Song Qiaoqiao's body.

Song Qiaoqiao's body trembled suddenly.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, the first person she saw was Lan Xiao.

"Lan Xiao..."

Bai Shaoyi endured the worry in his heart and did not approach Song Qiaoqiao.

He winked at Gu Ci, who was a little worried. He was afraid that the gangsters would kill Lan Xiao and take advantage of their carelessness to deal with Lan Xiao.

Bai Shaoyi endured the anger in his heart and pulled Gu Ci out.

He closed the door and whispered to Gu Ci: "Don't worry. Protective personnel are now arranged around the Song family. Mrs. Song's tragedy will not happen again. That group of people has not reached such an arrogant stage yet. If they dare to attack Lan Xiao, believe me, they will not see the sun tomorrow. They are not that bold..."

Gu Ci breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what he said.

The two people stood at the door of the corridor, waiting for Lan Xiao.

In the room, Song Qiaoqiao woke up and kept staring at Lan Xiao.

She didn't speak, and Lan Xiao didn't take the initiative to ask anything.

Lan Xiao just smiled at her gently and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his warm hands.

Song Qiaoqiao's heart trembled slightly, and a trace of emotion appeared on her face.

She pursed her lips, choked up and said, "Lan Xiao, do you know? Ever since I was a child, I have longed to get her love. God knows how jealous I am of Hefeng, and how much I envy him. Ever since I was a child, I have been able to get her love." To have my mother’s love.”