Chapter 993

Li Qing once wavered in the relationship between himself and Lin Qiuqiu, but he didn't realize until now that this feeling was much stronger than he thought. I don't know when, the two people have gradually become one, and no one can leave anyone.

At the moment, Li Qing and Lin Qiuqiu are lying quietly in bed. In their arms, they are xiaosimu sleeping soundly.

"Qiuqiu," Li Qing asked, "if I didn't come to Hong Kong with you, how long will you forgive me?"

"Who said I forgive you?" Lin Qiuqiu pursed her lips, and the jade finger gently scraped the faint scar on Li Qing's forearm.

Li Qing hesitated for a moment and grabbed Lin Qiuqiu's soft jade hand: "Qiuqiu, thank you for your tolerance. I know I'm not a qualified husband, but I'll try my best."

"Love to the extreme, it is inevitable to be cheap." Lin Qiuqiu took back her hand, blinked her beautiful eyes, and quietly stared at xiaosimu's pink face. "Li Qing, I can't live without you. But I'm still unwilling. I may never forgive you for what you did all my life."

Li Qing quietly stared at the beauty's quiet and beautiful face in front of her, and a soft smile slowly appeared at the corners of her mouth: "I don't pray for your forgiveness, as long as you don't leave, I'll be very satisfied..."

Only two people know the love words by the pillow. But in any case, Li Qing's anxiety for so long has finally been relieved. Although he knew that he would have to face many things next, as long as Lin Qiuqiu was there, nothing could embarrass him anymore.

Just after midnight, Li Qingshi opened his eyes and took a look at Lin Qiuqiu and the baby around him.

Lin Qiuqiu has fallen asleep with a quiet face. The moonlight outside the window spreads on her slim and graceful body, just like the sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

After enjoying it quietly for a while, Li Qing got up quietly, opened the door and went downstairs silently.

It's rare to get back together with Lin Qiuqiu, so Li Qing didn't ask her about the Lin family before. But Li Qing knew that this time the matter was by no means as simple as it seemed. He wanted to take advantage of this time to investigate.

At night, the Lin family was empty, all the lights in the house went out, and only the dim yellow street lights were still on.

After taking a few steps forward, Li Qing suddenly realized where his strange feeling came from. This is a kind of intuition and a deep understanding that Li Qing has experienced.

To this day, he still remembers the unique atmosphere of the death of his parents and even his grandfather Li Qizhi. The death of a close relative is a great tragedy in life. The lingering sadness must accompany for a long time. However, when Li Qing stood on the street in the center of the Lin family, he only felt the silence of the night hovering around him, and he didn't feel the sad atmosphere at all.

Li Qing thought of several people he met after arriving at the Lin family, Lin Mengdie, Lin Shiqing and Lin Yuan. These three people are Lin Sheng's close relatives, but they have a clear bearing when they frown and smile. They are not half sad.

"The Lin family is so cool and thin." Li Qing took a deep breath and read slowly.

After giving birth to such a question, Li Qing has made up his mind to break into the mourning hall at night anyway. But before that, he still has to go to another place.

Li Qing walked along the street that passed through the central axis of Lin's house. After a while, Li Qing came to Lin Sheng's former residence. He stood in the dark and looked around. It was quiet and there was no sign of anyone. On both sides of the stone path leading to the main gate, it was densely lit with white candles, which extended all the way, looking extremely desolate.

When Li Qing walked up the path, the flames on both sides swayed in the breeze, which gave people a strange feeling.

According to Li Qing's idea before coming here, he should meet Zhao Liang, the bodyguard guarding the courtyard, and get some reliable information from him. But at first glance, this possibility is very small.

Stepping up the steps, Li Qing walked all the way to the door and pushed. Not surprisingly, the gate was tightly locked. Li Qing raised her head and looked up. In the past, the room with lights on even in the early hours of the night is now dark and completely lost to the night.

Li Qing pondered for a moment. When he was about to turn around and leave, a slight "cluck" came to his ear.

This sound is very light, similar to the rope being tightened, and like a little mouse eating a stake. If it weren't for Li Qing's keen hearing, he would never have paid attention to it.

At the beginning, Li Qing thought it was a branch scraping down the line, or a swing tied under the tree or a sandbag. He didn't take it too seriously and turned around to leave. He took two steps forward and suddenly felt that he was not right, so he stopped.

The strange feeling in Li Qing's heart became stronger in an instant.

He turned around in the same place, then walked back a little step by step, and finally put his ear on the door and widened his eyes in an instant.

This strange "cluck" sound came out of the door!

"Is there anyone?" Li Qing asked in a deep voice.

Li Qing calmed down and waited quietly for a while. The sound suddenly disappeared, but after a while, it came out again.

"Tut." Li Qing gently took a breath of air-conditioning, raised his hand and knocked on the door. The tone raised a few points, "is there anyone!" still didn't receive a response. Li Qing bent down, grabbed the door handle with his palm and twisted it. He could tell that the door was bolted from the inside. Although a mere door did not hinder Li Qinggou, after all, people died and stood on the territory of the Lin family. Li Qing did not dare to go too far and did not choose to break through the door. Looking up again, Li Qing walked half a circle around the villa and saw that the window of one of the rooms was still open. Without hesitation, Li Qing kicked his foot, pulled the stone brick embedded in the wall with his fingers and climbed up directly. The distance of several meters was no problem for him, so he quickly turned into the house and landed steadily on the ground. The room was dark. Fortunately, Li Qing had brought a flashlight in advance. At the moment, he pressed the flashlight switch to minimize the brightness and let the dim light sweep around. Stretched out a finger and wiped it on the table. Staring at the thin layer of dust, Li Qing couldn't help frowning slightly. This room hasn't been occupied for at least half a month. The Lin family announced that Lin Sheng died of illness at 1:15 a.m. two days ago, which means that the date of his death is only two days from now. The funeral custom of mortuary for three days has not passed. Why did Lin Sheng's residence become so dilapidated? Take Li Qing as an example. If he is not in the Li family residence for a long time, the house must be cleaned once a day. Even during Lin Sheng's serious illness, he has been hospitalized. But as the head of the family, his residence can't be cleaned all the time, can it? What's the matter with the dust in the finger belly now? The Lin family keeps so many servants. Do they eat for nothing? Li Qing thought of another explanation. If the villa had been closed half a month ago, no servants would enter it and no one would clean the room. Who ordered the villa to be sealed? Lin Sheng? Big housekeeper he Tangzhi? Or someone else? Li Qing walked out of the room with doubts and turned into the dark corridor. He found the switch on the wall and pressed it, but there was no light. At first glance, it was obvious that the power had been cut off here. "It's really interesting. What the hell are the Lin family doing?" Li Qing walked to the end of the corridor, in front of the carved stairs leading to the first floor. He couldn't help whispering to himself, but he stopped where he was when he stepped on the first stairs. Li Qing sniffed fiercely, holding a flashlight in his hand, turned his head and looked around suspiciously. He smelled a faint smell, which seemed to be some distance from his position. But even so, this strange smell is quite familiar to Li Qing. That's the smell of a dead body. Even if there are no dead bodies here at the moment, they must have been parked for a long time. With a slight pull from the corner of his mouth, Li Qing's face suddenly became dignified. He clenched his flashlight and hurried down the stairs to the reception hall on the first floor. Here, Li Qing saw an unforgettable scene. A corpse was quietly hung on the iron hook of the glazed chandelier on the roof of the shed. With the breeze passing through the hall, the rope tied around the neck rubbed with the iron hook, making a strange sound of "cluck". Li Qing walked down the last step, slowly approached the body, and gathered his electric light on the withered and blue ferocious cheek. The deceased was male. He should be close to 40. He was tall, strong and not tall. He wore a dark green uniform, a belt around his waist, a pistol and a knife. Li Qing has seen this dress. It's the security uniform of the Lin family. Narrowing her eyes, Li Qing recognized the identity of the body. It was Zhao Liang. Li Qing stood in place for a long time, staring at Zhao Liang's body without blinking, swaying in mid air under the wind of the draught. He suddenly remembered the scene when he first met him. At that time, Zhao Liang was radiant and excited about his surprisingly well paid job. He was full of plans to do it for a few more years and be happy with a large reward, but he never thought that he would end his voice in this way. After a careful look, Li Qing can be sure that Zhao Liang died of suicide. He should have died in such a hurry that he didn't even close the window of the meeting room. Let it go on like this, he will soon be dried by the wind and become a ferocious bacon. "Things are really getting more and more interesting." Li Qing stepped back and said slowly, his cheeks quietly covered with cold, as if he could not melt the ice. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.