Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Di Bei's accusations reached Song Jing's ears, causing him to clench and then lower his fists.

In Di Jing's case, Di Bei was the victim.

He deserved to bear Dibe's questioning and anger.

The premise is that Di Bei is really innocent.

Di Bei's angry face was very close. Song Jing calmly looked directly into Di Bei's eyes, analyzing every emotion in his eyes.

But there was always only anger, shock, and sadness in Di Bei's eyes.

There is no trace of guilt or dodge.

Song Jing couldn't see any hint of disguise.

If Di Bei's acting skills weren't so good, then this matter really had nothing to do with him.

Song Jing sighed inwardly and gave up further exploration.

Di Bei was his biological brother, and he didn't want to think so badly of Di Bei.

Song Jing raised his hand and pushed Di Bei away.

"I also feel very sorry for your father's death. But before you question me, you must first tell me who revealed the news about mother's stay in the Song family to Di Jing, was it you?"

Song Jing was very strong. With a slight raise of his hand, Di Bei was pushed back a few steps.

Hearing Song Jing's cold question again, he was stunned.

"I..." Panic appeared in Di Bei's eyes.

He seemed to finally realize where the source of this matter was.

Seeing him like this, what else doesn't Song Jing understand?

The guilt in his brows and eyes faded away and turned into coldness.

"I have told you time and again before that you don't want to tell anyone the news about my mother being in the Song family, but what about you? If Di Jing had not gone to the Song family to cause trouble, there would never have been the result today."

As Song Jing ruthlessly pointed out this point, Di Bei's figure swayed, his spirit completely collapsed, and all the anger in his body turned into self-blame.

"Yes, it's all my fault... It's all my fault... I killed my dad... He saw me when I went to the hospital that day. I was unprepared and let it slip... But I clearly knew I told him again and again not to go to the Song family or my mother, but I didn’t expect him to go anyway..."

Di Bei's red eyes were gleaming with water, and he choked out the cause and effect.

Speaking of the latter part, he seemed to be unable to bear such heartache. He clenched his fingers into fists and punched the wall beside him, crying bitterly to vent his sorrow.

"Why didn't he listen to me? Why didn't he listen to me! I was the one who killed him. I am the one who deserves to die..."

Song Jing watched coldly as the skin on the back of his hand was broken and blood seeped out bit by bit, without any intention of comforting him.

Simply letting the truth slip is not enough to motivate a profit-seeking person like Di Jing to quarrel with the Song family.

But now that the matter was over, he didn't want to go too far into investigating what Di Bei had said to Di Jing.

He didn't come to Di Bei just to see him go crazy.

The most important thing is to handle the follow-up matters well.

Song Jing waited until Di Bei's cries gradually subsided, then took out his cell phone and played a surveillance video for Di Bei to see.

"Judging from the footage captured by the surveillance, it was Di Jing who first stabbed the old man with a dagger, and the old man kicked him out of instinctive reaction. Legally speaking, the old man was acting in self-defense at most. Even if he went to court, the old man would not There won’t necessarily be any responsibility.”

"We are very sorry and regretful about this matter. I want to ask you, can our two families reconcile? We will give him a good burial and give you another compensation. I hope this matter can be turned over. Everyone Let the trouble be settled."

There is no airtight wall in the world, and Di Jing's death will be known sooner or later.

Song Jing didn't think about pressing this matter to death. He just wanted to try his best to handle this matter before the lapse escalated.

And after all, this is a living human life. When Song Jing said these words, his heart was far less calm than his tone.

However, Di Bei's reaction was not as big as Song Jing imagined.

Di Bei clenched his bloody fists and leaned slumped against the wall. He looked at him blankly for a while, then lowered his head.

"I don't know..." Di Bei's eyes turned red again: "My dad also has a wife who is in a vegetative state and is lying in the hospital. There are also other relatives in the Di family who have a good relationship with my dad. Regarding this matter, I need to think about it."

"Okay, I've already said hello to the funeral parlor. You can go there at any time. Tell me about other things when you have thought about it. We will try our best to meet your requirements. People cannot be resurrected after death, so please forgive me."

Song Jing comforted Di Bei a few words, but seeing that he remained silent and had no intention of responding, he stopped staying any longer.

"I'm leaving first. You can contact me at any time."

After Song Jing said the last words, he turned and left.

Di Bei leaned against the wall, motionless.

It wasn't until Song Jing walked away that Di Bei raised his head and looked at his back, a sneer slowly appearing on his face.

The previous anger and sadness had completely disappeared from his eyes, leaving only undisguised excitement and anticipation.

Putting the matter to rest?

How is this possible?

The chess piece Di Jing had exceeded his expectations and completed the task perfectly.

Naturally, he couldn't let Di Jing die in vain.

This matter is not over yet!

……

The next day, everything seemed calm.

But the Song family didn't sleep well last night.

Mr. Song didn't believe that he could bring up the dead, but Di Jing's death was definitely related to him.

Guilt and depression made him feel extremely bad. He couldn't fall asleep until midnight. He stayed up all night in a daze and felt dizzy when he woke up in the morning.

The old housekeeper was worried and called the family doctor to come over and take his blood pressure.

Song Jing had already told Bai Shao about Di Jing, and Bai Shao was also in a very low mood.

I was worried about Mr. Song and felt sad for Di Bei.

When she got up in the morning, she did not go to the piano store. She discussed with Song Jing to go to the funeral parlor to pay homage to Di Jing and help Di Bei handle Di Jing's funeral affairs.

"Di Jing has passed away. Di Bei will definitely be too busy on his own. Should we also go to the Di family to comfort him?"

"Well, I have to go there today."

Song Jing waited all night, but did not receive a call from Di Bei.

I don’t know if I haven’t reached an agreement with the Di family.

After the two people discussed it, they were about to go out when the servant in the backyard suddenly ran over in panic and stopped them.

"Master, Madam, it's not good, the old lady fainted!"

"Fainted?" Song Jing and Bai Shao were so startled that they didn't bother to ask any more questions and hurriedly ran to the backyard.

In the backyard, the family doctor was giving first aid to Mr. Song, and the old housekeeper was busy preparing a car to take the old man to the hospital.

Seeing Song Jing and Bai Shao coming, the old housekeeper hurriedly came up to them and handed over Mr. Song's mobile phone with red eyes.

"The old man didn't feel very well when he woke up in the morning. I was just about to give him antihypertensive medicine. Who knew that when the old man saw this, he fainted from anger!"

"what is this?"

Song Jing took Mr. Song's mobile phone and saw at a glance the news software notifications that kept popping up on the screen:

[In the past, the gangster’s majesty was still intact and he kicked innocent businessmen to death! 】

[Song Mingxuan, the leader of the evil forces, has been on the rampage for half his life, and he is committing murder again in his old age! 】

[Haicheng's wealthy family is so powerful that they care about human life. What do they think of the law? 】

...(End of chapter)