Chapter 1107: the same person

Bai Shaoyi let the servant stay in the room, taking care of Song Qiaoqiao.
He left the bedroom and returned to Mrs. Song.
Song Hefeng still hugged Mrs. Song tightly. The forensic doctor wanted to examine Mrs. Song's body but couldn't do it.
The forensic doctor looked at Bai Shaoyi helplessly.
Bai Shaoyi walked up to Song Hefeng, and slowly squatted down.
He frowned slightly, staring at Song Hefeng.
"Hefeng, the death of Aunt Song is another strange thing. We have to investigate the truth behind this. Hope, can you cooperate with our work?"
There was a trace of self-blame and guilt in Song Hefeng's eyes.
He cried with a hoarse voice: "It's all my fault. All this is because of me. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't use that method against Lan Xiao. Grandpa and my father would not lock her up, no Locked up, she won’t die. She obviously doesn’t need to die. The person is me, not my mother’s."
His mother has given him almost all of her love for so many years.
But what did he give her mother?
Now, thinking about it carefully, he hasn't done anything for his mother.
His mother is not a good person, not even kind.
But, it is undeniable that she is the mother who loves Song Hefeng the most in this world
Now, the person who loved him the most is gone.
No one will think about everything for his sake, let him rely on.
Mrs. Song is dead, and half of Song Hefeng's world has almost collapsed.
No one can understand his grief.
Bai Shaoyi sighed, he had experienced the loss of a loved one.
He knows Song Hefeng very well, and is now in a broken mood.
He raised his hand and pinched Song Hefeng's shoulder.
"People can't come back to life... You have to be sorry... Don't you want to know who killed auntie? Don't you want to avenge her?"
Song Hefeng wiped away his tears and looked at Bai Shaoyi with scorching eyes.
He bit his thin lip and replied word by word: "Think, I want to know who killed her, I want to avenge her, I want to smash the murderer into pieces."
"Well, in that case, let go of Mrs. Song. I want to let the forensic doctor work and let him find out where the bullet in Mrs. Song's eyebrows came from. Hefeng, remember, this is just the beginning "Bai Shaoyi said with deep eyes.
Even though Song Hefeng was reluctant to give up, he had to release Mrs. Song.
The murderer is looking for revenge for killing his mother. He must cheer up.
After working as a forensic doctor, Bai Shaoyi took Song Hefeng to wash and change his clothes.
Lan Xiao and Gu Ci arrived at exactly this time.
Mrs. Song's body was taken away long ago and sent to the police station.
The scene of the crime was also surrounded by the police, and no one could approach it.
Gu Ci immediately confirmed his identity to the police, and the police quickly let them in.
Lan Xiao and Gu Ci entered the room where Mrs. Song was killed. Lan Xiao stood at the door, looking at every marked place.
She lowered her head and looked at the place where Madam Song was lying, and then at the large glass window facing the door in the bedroom.
Now, the night is gradually approaching dawn.
In the distance that was originally dim, a rough outline was gradually printed.
Bai Shaoyi heard that Lan Xiao was here, so he quickly found him.
Lan Xiao greeted him, then pointed to a forest outside the window and asked, "Is anyone there to check it?"
Bai Shaoyi nodded, he lit a cigarette and held it to his mouth.
"Checked... a sniper rifle was placed on a hillside more than ten meters away. Just now the forensic doctor called and took out a bullet from Mrs. Song’s forehead, that bullet, and the last sniper Mr. Wen's bullets are exactly the same."
Lan Xiao squinted slightly, a sharp glow flashed under her eyes.
"So, is the murderer behind the scenes the same person?"
Bai Shaoyi inhaled a cigarette, and the white smoke gradually dispersed before his eyes.
"It can almost be concluded that it is the same person. Last time, that person did not confess, saying that the person who instigated him to assassinate Wen Muchu belonged to the Song family? Then this time, it must be related to the Song family."
Lan Xiao's eyes flickered, and she whispered.
"It has something to do with the Song family... So, Mrs. Song might have been murdered by the person closest to her? So, who is this person?"
Bai Shaoyi lifted his steps and walked out of the room where the crime was committed.
Without any hesitation, Lan Xiao left here with him.
Gu Ci has always followed Lan Xiao to protect her safety.
Bai Shaoyi took Lan Xiao to Song Qiaoqiao's room.
Song Qiaoqiao at that time was still in a coma.
It's just that she seems to be having a nightmare, and she hasn't been sleeping well.
Lan Xiao entered the room and looked at Bai Shaoyi questioningly.
Bai Shaoyi's gaze fell on Song Qiaoqiao's pale little face.
"I think there are some things that we can draw a little clue from her mouth. When Mrs. Song died, she seemed to have said something to her. I guess it was the thing Mrs. Song said that made it happen. Death, took away Mrs. Song's life."
Lan Xiao clenched his fist and slowly sat on the bed.
She held Song Qiaoqiao's fist tightly, and Song Qiaoqiao's body was shaking.
Even though she was covered with thick bedding, her body was still cold.
Lan Xiao held her hand and put Song Qiaoqiao's palm to her lips.
She exhaled the heat, trying to shake off the coldness from her body for Song Qiaoqiao.
Song Qiaoqiao's body shook suddenly.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes.
Opening her eyes, the first person she saw was Lan Xiao.
"Lan Xiao..."
Bai Shaoyi endured the worries in his heart and did not approach Song Qiaoqiao.
He winked at Gu Ci, Gu Ci was a little worried, he was afraid that the gangster would kill people like a numb, and then he took 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, now there are people around the Song family who are arranged to protect Mrs. Song's tragedy. The tragedy of Mrs. Song will not happen again. Those people have not reached the point of being so arrogant. If they dare to do something to Lan Xiao, believe me, they won't see the sun tomorrow. They are not so bold yet..."
Gu Ci breathed a sigh of relief when he said that.
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 did not speak, and Lan Xiao did not take the initiative to ask anything.
Lan Xiao just smiled gently at her, rubbing the back of her hand with her warm hand.
Song Qiaoqiao's heart trembled slightly, and a touch of emotion appeared on her face.
She pressed her lips, choked and said, "Do you know Lan Xiao? Ever since I was a child, I have longed for her love. God knows how jealous I am and how I admire him. Get mom’s love."