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Conan just looked at Lin Qingzhu like this, and said the sentence twice in a calm tone, his breath was always steady and introverted, without any sadness, as if "your" parents had really passed away.

rather than his parents.

Obviously, he and Lin Yuzhu have the same father, but Conan didn't see the panic and grief of his father's death at all from him. He calmly seemed to have passed away for a long time, and seemed to be telling someone else's story.

Conan stared blankly at Lin Qingzhu, the news was so sudden, he thought.

He is used to seeing dead people every day, and this is the first time he has seen a relative of a friend pass away.

Inexplicably makes people feel sour and emotional.

Chapter 143 We Have No Parents Anymore

The eldest brother's calm tone was truly inescapable, and the cruelty and reality did not allow him to tolerate a little naivety. He knew that no one would lie about his parents like this.

Lin Yuzhu stared blankly at Lin Qingzhu for a long time, lowered her eyes, and her immature voice was hoarse: "Brother, your parents have also passed away."

"En." Lin Qingzhu responded silently.

"We don't have parents anymore." A tear rolled down his cheek, and Lin Yuzhu finally couldn't hold it back and cried out.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Yuzhu blinked, bit her lips tightly, her eyes were red.

a long time…

Vigorously wiping away tears with his sleeve, Lin Yuzhu resisted the desire to cry, looked at the eldest brother beside him, and said in a firm and suppressed tone, "Brother, how did parents die?"

"There was a car accident." Lin Qingzhu stood up and took Lin Yuzhu's little hand: "I don't know the specific situation."

"I was notified by the housekeeper. Let's go to the scene to check the situation now."

Conan looked at Lin Qingzhu's back and felt that this person was really contradictory, extremely gentle and extremely indifferent.

Sighing in his heart, Conan's tone was also a bit heavy, and he sincerely persuaded the two of them: "My condolences will change."

Lin Yuzhu was in a trance in silence, not knowing what he was thinking, Lin Qingzhu nodded to Conan to express his gratitude: "Thank you."

After hailing a taxi, Lin Qingzhu told the driver the address of the accident scene.

Before the news came out, the driver sent them to the scene of the case without knowing anything.

Lin Qingzhu got out of the car with the two young boys. The police had sealed off the scene. The inspection seemed to be coming to an end and they were ready to call it a day.

This is an important traffic road, and it cannot be blocked all the time. The police and the detectives present did not find anything unusual, so it can only be treated as an accident.

"Wait." Lin Qingzhu went to Police Officer Mu Mu: "Officer Mu Mu, can I have a look at the scene?"

"Brother Lin." Officer Mu Mu was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

"It was my father who died." Lin Qingzhu replied.

"You mean..." Police officer Mu Mu was a little surprised, but soon understood: "Chairman of the Lin Group, Lin Jingtian?"

There were three victims this time, all of whom died. The only one with the same surname as Lin Qingzhu was Lin Jingtian.

"It's my father." Lin Qingzhu nodded: "I want to see the case, can I?"

Officer Mu Mu obviously didn't expect that Lin Qingzhu had such a background, and this kind of thing happened by accident. He sighed and patted Lin Qingzhu on the shoulder:

"Brother Lin, I'm sorry, if you want to see the scene, take the time to see it now."

Lin Qingzhu didn't know why, he was clearly not very sad, but somehow felt that the "sorrow" that everyone said to him today was a bit harsh, and there seemed to be something stuck in his heart, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

The housekeeper Ikeda Saburo saw Lin Qingzhu bringing the two boys over, and hurried over: "Master."

Then he looked at Lin Yuzhu who was beside him, and then looked up at Lin Qingzhu: "This...young master..."

Lin Qingzhu shook his head at him, but Saburo Ikeda didn't speak anymore, Lin Yuzhu looked up at the old butler, and called out in a low voice, "Uncle Ikeda."

He continued to bow his head in silence.

Lin Qingzhu took Conan to look around the scene of the crime, including the car marks near the two cars, and Lin Yuzhu also walked into the scene to check alone.

Because Kogoro Mouri passed by here by chance, he didn't find anything strange. He saw that the police were also preparing to call it a day, so he had already left early.

The three observed separately, and finally joined together, Lin Qingzhu's face was a little heavy: "Conan, did you find anything?"

"No." Conan shook his head hesitantly, as if... it was really an accident.

"My parents were driving and collided with that car at a turning point. It seems that the accident happened suddenly, and the driver of that car is already dead." Lin Yuzhu frowned.

"Indeed, the car marks are also normal, there is no sudden acceleration or stop."

Sighing inwardly, Lin Qingzhu said: "Look again, I'll go for an autopsy."

Lin Qingzhu carefully inspected the corpses of Lin Jingtian and Morihara Xue. The corpses of both of them had already been transported, and now they were laid flat on the ground and covered with a white cloth.

The wounds on both of them were indeed caused by ordinary violence, which is consistent with the characteristics of traffic accident injuries.

Combining the facts of the case and the on-site inspection, Morihara Yuki was sitting in the co-pilot seat at the time, and it was basically judged that he suffered a craniocerebral injury and died of a closed chest injury.

Lin Jingtian was sitting in the driver's seat. There was an open comminuted fracture wound on the top of the forehead, large-scale contusion and bruises on the right upper back, right upper chest, and front of the right shoulder, and a closed fracture of the right leg. The cause of death may be head injury or blood loss. Sexual shock.

There was nothing unusual, Lin Qingzhu frowned.

Was it really an accident?Making fun of people?

"How is it? Did you see anything?" Officer Mu Mu came over and asked.

Lin Qingzhu glanced at Conan on the other side calmly, and Conan shook his head slightly at him.

"No." Lin Qingzhu replied in a low voice.

Police officer Mu Mu was a little embarrassed: "The delay here has been too long now, this is an important traffic road, and it can't be blocked all the time..."

"I understand, let's clean up the scene first." Lin Qingzhu nodded.

Lin Yuzhu walked over, pursing her lips tightly: "Brother, is it really an accident?"

Lin Qingzhu looked down at him: "I didn't find anything abnormal. If it wasn't an accident, it could only be..."

"What?" Lin Yuzhu looked up at him.

"It's nothing, it must have been an accident." Lin Qingzhu said softly.

Unless a third-party force intervened, or his father managed to escape by himself, using some information he didn't know, otherwise it was impossible.

And the scene was indeed clean, with no human traces. If it was really his father's plan, it would be too perfect.

He didn't even find anything wrong with the corpse.

This is not missing, it is really so dead that even the body is in front of him.

Speaking of which, Lin Qingzhu's mother also died suddenly, suddenly died of a heart attack.

But the world is impermanent, who can say for sure?

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Which is not sudden?Who is not pitiful?

Didn't Helen Keller, the American blind female author of "If You Give Me Three Days of Light", once said that I should live every day of my life as if it were the last day of my life.

"Conan, thank you very much today." Lin Qingzhu expressed his gratitude to Conan who came over.

"No, brother Qingzhu, you are too polite, and I can't help you much." Conan shook his head quickly.

"I still have a lot of things to do, can I call a car to take you home?" Lin Qingzhu asked.

Conan shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, I'll just go and rub Officer Mumu's police car."

Lin Qingzhu laughed dumbfounded: "Okay."

Chapter 144 Japanese Embalming Ceremony

"Uncle Ikeda." Lin Qingzhu walked in front of the old housekeeper: "Contact the funeral agency, city hall and temple to prepare for the upcoming funeral."

"Yes, young master." The old housekeeper Ikeda Saburo responded, immediately called and found someone to bring the bodies of the two back to the Lin residence.

The old butler has stayed in the Lin family for most of his life, so he has enough ability to deal with these matters, so Lin Qingzhu doesn't need to worry too much.

When the corpse was transported back to the Lin Mansion, Saburo Ikeda contacted the mortician to collect the corpse, while the two brothers Lin Qingzhu and Lin Yuzhu all went into their room and came out with their computers.

In two adjacent rooms, one big and one small turned on the computer at the same time, and began to blackout all the monitoring of the road near the car accident.

3 minute later.

Lin Qingzhu's eyes were reddish, and red pupils appeared, and he quickly checked all the surveillance in the vicinity during that time at 32 times the speed.

Five minutes later, Lin Qingzhu turned off the monitor, quickly cleaned up, and turned off the computer.

In the next room, Lin Yuzhu frowned, and quickly manipulated the keyboard with her small hands, finally hacked into the system and controlled all the monitoring.

What's going on, when did the monitoring on the side of the road become so difficult to control?

It was as if something had been blocking it just now.

Lin Yuzhu didn't want to understand it, and didn't get entangled any more. He quickly took the time to call out the monitor and watch it at 16x speed.

Halfway through, Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips, and switched to 32x speed again.

After reading it without blinking, Lin Yuzhu rubbed her sore eyes, her face tensed.

In the next room, Lin Qingzhu put the lollipop into his mouth and frowned slightly. According to the monitoring, there was no problem.

"You two young masters, the ceremony of encoffining the body requires the presence of both of you."

There was a knock on the door of the room, Lin Qingzhu got up, and crushed the lollipop in his mouth: "Okay, I'll go there now."

Lin Qingzhu went out and saw the old housekeeper standing outside the door waiting, and Lin Yuzhu just opened the door of the next door.

Looking at the young boy, Lin Qingzhu sighed in his heart: "Let's go."

Lin Yuzhu gave a low "hmm", walked over, and followed behind Lin Qingzhu.

The Japanese dispose of the body of the deceased. Generally, men have to shave their hair and women have to make up.

When the few people passed by, the mortician had already done this step, and according to the Buddhist funeral, he placed the corpse's head facing north on the white cloth. This practice is called "Northern Pillow" in Japan.

Lin Qingzhu didn't know much about funerals in Japan, but she was going to do as the Romans did, and just listen to the operations of professionals.

Lin Qingzhu led the young boy into the room where the corpse was placed, and saw the corpses of the two with their palms together, covered with a white cloth, and a razor still on their chests.

The mortician is a young man in his 20s. He doesn't look very old, but he also has a very special temperament, which seems to be indifferent to the feeling of life and death.