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Chapter 416 Suicide? Homicide?

Chapter 416                                                             

In just a few minutes, the entire Feng family's old house was alarmed.

Even Mr. Feng forced himself to get up and rushed to the room where Feng Chengze was imprisoned, "What's going on? Why is Chengze..."

No matter how dissatisfied with this son who has become a stain on his life, he is also his biological son.

The pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man is really unbearable at this age.

"Dad..." Feng Yushui told him about the situation at that time without hiding it at all.

At this time, Mu Huan was also called out. She and Bo Xianchuan were checking Feng Chengze's body. Feng Tingbei was on the side, waiting anxiously for the result.

"How is it?" Seeing Mu Huan get up, Feng Tingbei hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Mu Huan didn't look at him, but just shook his head. Then he walked to the old man and Feng Yushui.

First, he said "Two Sorrows" and then explained the cause of Feng Chengze's death:

"There was no sign of poisoning at all. Apart from the wound on his forehead and the redness and swelling on his butt, there were no other additional scars on his body."

"The reason for the death was that he broke the glass of Mrs. Feng's photo frame and inserted the glass tip into the carotid artery and died. The death time should be the quarter of an hour after Mr. Feng left here."

Mr. Feng's body shook, and Feng Yushui and the butler took some effort to support him.

After slowing down, the old man asked hoarsely: "You mean, did he commit suicide?"

Mu Huan replied honestly: "I am not a forensic doctor and I will not judge the case. Sorry."

Feng Chengze's death was not only sudden, but also very strange. Feng Tingbei did not say that he had to kill him. He did not reach the end of his life. Why was he unable to think about it and commit suicide?

Moreover, the time of suicide was very strange, neither early nor late, but after Mu Huan woke up, he committed suicide. It seemed that he was deliberately trying to tell others something.

But if it was him who killed him, who killed him?

Why did he pretend to commit suicide in such a short time?

It took only a quarter of an hour for Mr. Feng to leave the room, and there were bodyguards outside the door. No one else came in or out except Mr. Feng.

Seeing that Mrs. Feng San was crying miserably with several children, Bo Xianchuan directly suggested that the Feng family call the police and let the police deal with it.

But Mu Huan quietly pulled his sleeve and then found an opportunity to pull him aside.

Bo Xianchuan was very surprised. He asked in confusion: "Why don't you let me finish your words?"

Mu Huan reminded: "Now a master has died in the Feng family, and the situation is very serious. Outsiders just do their duty and don't interrupt other people's family affairs."

Even if Feng Chengze's body had just been examined, she had been examined with several family doctors in the old house, so as not to explain anything in the future, their aunt and nephew couldn't explain it clearly.

Bo Xianchuan immediately understood the complexity and terror of this deep mansion. He curled his lips, thinking that it would be better for their Bo family.

"How come my mother's last photo is in the Third Master's room? Brother, what did you tell my Third Master?"

Mrs. Feng San suddenly died of her husband, and she was heartbroken!

Since Feng Yushui was the only person she had seen before her husband, she had to come and ask clearly.

"I just asked him to think about his last words before his death, and let him tell everything he knew for his sake." Feng Yushui's voice was obviously self-blame.

He never expected that his younger brother would smash the glass on the photo frame and commit suicide, causing his mother's photo to be stained with blood, making his elder brother the object of suspicion!

Is it the purpose of my younger brother's suicide?

"That's all?" Mrs. Feng San couldn't believe it.

How could her husband commit suicide after hearing these words? He has always been the thickest-skinned one.

"Yes." Since Feng Chengze is dead, as the eldest brother, he naturally hopes that he will leave more decently and is unwilling to make the secret that he is not the old lady's biological son publicly.

Mrs. Feng San was very unwilling to accept such an answer and covered her face and cried bitterly.

Mrs. Feng Er felt very uncomfortable when she cried, so she came over to comfort her.

Just as several women were crying, Feng Chengze's youngest son Feng Ziqiang suddenly jumped out and pointed at Feng Tingbei and Mu Huan and cursed angrily:

"It's you! It's you who killed my dad! I've seen it all!"


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