Fang Qing became more and more excited as she spoke, and she was already crying. Her face was buried in Liu Yanxi's arms, but she didn't dare to turn her head when she spoke. On the ground two or three meters away, Fu Sizhe was still lying there calmly.

Fu Yinger took off her shoes, curled up in a chair, hugged her calves and refused to speak.

Liu Yanshi's expression on her face was very complicated. She looked at Fu Sizhe in confusion. His face was peaceful and the rosy on her face had not faded. She pursed her lips:

"Mom Fang... is not afraid. I can make up for you as much as you owe. The money is not a problem..."

"No...No..." Fang Qing cried again:

"We have treated your family too much... In the past, it was... the same thing as ten years ago... If we had known it earlier... we didn't dare to tell you about this in the past two years, just don't want to disturb you..."

Liu Yanshi gritted her teeth:

"Even so, Uncle Fu has left you three insurance payments..."

"it's useless."

The long-awaited voice suddenly sounded in the room. Everyone was stunned.

He walked out of the study and threw the folder in front of Liu Yanxi.

"The insurance was bought one and a half years ago. The contract stipulates that if you commit suicide, you will be compensated for the insurance two years after you purchase the insurance."

Liu Yanshi was holding the contract with a surprised expression:

“Where did you find it?”

"The documents are placed in the drawer of his desk. Since he has decided to commit suicide, this insurance cannot be placed in an inconspicuous place."

Liu Yanshi silently pulled out the paper in the folder. The contract was written as Shi Zuo Cai said. In such a suicide case, he would not accept the insurance.

Liu Yan's lips trembled slightly.

"Then like this... Uncle Fu isn't... dead in vain..."

"Of course not."

Shi Zuo let out a sigh and said coldly:

"Why do you think he would write on the envelope that he should not call for help?"

Liu Yanshi was stunned for a moment, and her pupils contracted. This sentence was like a heavy hammer, which was deeply chiseled into her heart.

She raised her head and saw Zuo's eyes without any emotion.

He said word by word:

"What do you think the last two sentences he left to you in the letter are for?"

Xiaoyan...I'm sorry...I was not spared in the end...

Shi Zuo looked at Liu Yan silently, and after a while, he spoke slowly:

"Liu Yanshi, you are the Master Kuangyan."

"What he leaves to you is the final commission."

Liu Yanshi opened her mouth slightly, speechless. She already understood what Shi Zuo Cai meant.

If they called an ambulance as soon as they found his body, then Fu Sizhe's suicide would never be concealed. What followed was the inevitable bad luck of Fang Qing and his daughter.

But Liu Yanshi is a crazy talker. He is the most exquisite liar in the world.

Even though Fu Sizhe had died with sin, the mother and daughter were innocent.

Only Master Kuangyan can find a glimmer of life for Fang Qing and his daughter in this situation.

She must hide it for them.

Liu Yanshi lowered her head slightly, and her expression could not be seen.

After a while, she pursed her lips and helped Fang Qing stand up.

She said:

"Mom Fang, Ying'er. You won't have any trouble... I will find a way for you in this matter."

"Let me think of a solution?" Shi Zuocai suddenly said coldly:

"What can you think of?"

Liu Yanshi was stunned, clenched her fists and said, "There will always be something..."

"You won't have any way." Zuo Cai's tone was as calm as ever, and he took a breath:

"To erase the evidence of suicide, there are only two choices. One is to make him disappear, and the other is to fundamentally change suicide into homicide. You have no way to make him disappear, because the insurance stipulates that insurance compensation for missing cases will take effect after two years of disappearance. Both of them can't wait. It's very simple to turn suicide into homicide. There is a kitchen knife in the kitchen. If you are so cruel that you can cut off his head with a kitchen knife and then take him to the police station to surrender, then I'll do whatever you want."

"Do you understand what I mean? Liu Yanshi. This is the corpse of an adult man. He weighs more than 100 kilograms no matter what. You can't carry the corpse by one person. He died for a short time, at most only two hours, and there are no corpse spots on his body, but you don't have much time left. The day after tomorrow is Monday. If he can't go to work normally, it will soon arouse suspicion. In a day, you can't do anything by yourself..."

Shi Zuocai's analysis was not emotional at all, and was so calm that he was frighteningly calm. What he said was of course correct.

However, while he was talking, Liu Yanshi kept pursing her lips, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she didn't say a word.

Shi Zuo finished what he should say in one breath and looked straight at Liu Yanshi, but when he saw Liu Yanshi finally slowly raised his head and looked at him, he was still stunned.

Liu Yan's eyes were filled with tears, but his eyes were so strong that it was heartbreaking. However, in Shi Zuo Cai, the eyes did not seem to be looking at him, but penetrated his body and stared at his soul.

She suddenly said:

"I will."

Shi Zuo frowned.

She bit her lip and continued:

"If I could just cut off the head of a corpse and save them, I would."

She still had a nasal cavity when she spoke, and her tone seemed to be an ignorant child making her temper. But Zuo felt deeply palpitations. For some reason, he always felt that this sentence was not a joke.

Just like when he first met her - when this woman became stubborn, she often had a tendency to self-destruct, a moth-to-fire-like determination. He knew that it was a character that only people who had experienced what had been.

He closed his eyes and was silent. Then, he sighed deeply.

He suppressed his bipolar mood and said coldly:

"I just said that you can't handle the body alone..."

"So what?" Liu Yan looked and pursed her lips, raised her chin slightly, and was about to say something - if Shi Zuo had noticed her expression at this moment, then this story and even their future lives might have some subtle changes.

But Shi Zuo didn't. For some reason, he just lowered his head silently. Before Liu Yanshi finished speaking, he suddenly continued to speak directly.

"...I will help you." Shi Zuo Cai said.
Chapter completed!