Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Six

Ouyang Mingyue was a little curious.

Why hasn't Grandpa Sister got up until now?

In Ouyang Mingyue's memory, grandpa is always the first one to start in the family. He will prepare some things in the company in advance. This has been the case for more than 30 years, and there has never been any overstepping.

After thinking about it, maybe it was because Grandpa held a birthday party last night and went to bed too late, so he got up late, which is normal.

Ouyang Mingyue waited for a while with his parents and several cousins. After half an hour, there was still no movement in Ouyang Qiankun's house.

An atmosphere of incomprehension filled the room. Everyone looked at each other, and the confusion in their eyes was hard to hide. People realized that maybe the situation was not simple.

It's already 10:30 in the morning, and Ouyang Qiankun hasn't gotten up yet, absolutely not because he slept late last night.

"Bright Moon."

Ouyang Feifan said to his daughter: "Now you go and see what is going on. How do you know that Grandpa hasn't gotten up yet?"

"No problem, Dad."

Ouyang Mingyue trot all the way to the second floor, standing at the door of her grandfather's room. For some reason, her heartbeat speeds up unconsciously. This is an uncontrollable behavior.

At the moment when he put his right hand on the doorknob, Ouyang Mingyue smelled a faint bloody breath coming from the room, which seemed a bit pungent, and the ominous premonition in his heart suddenly became stronger.

Ouyang Mingyue twisted the door handle and found that the door was locked from the inside.

"What's the matter? Xiaoyue."

Ouyang Feifan, who was standing downstairs and watching, also noticed her daughter's abnormality, and quickly raised her head and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Daddy, come up quickly."

The slightly trembling voice made everyone feel the tension of Ouyang Mingyue, and the others swarmed around the door of the room.

The moment he stood there, a strong bloody breath also burrowed into everyone's nostrils.

"Get out of the way and let me come."

Ouyang Mingyue's second uncle was a master of martial arts, named Ouyang Xingkong, ranked fifth on the Jiangbei master list, and his fists slammed out.

A huge and dull sound reverberated inside the villa, and the door collapsed.

then.

The scene in the room quickly appeared in front of everyone.

When they saw the moment, everyone was pale, and their eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

Ouyang Qiankun was killed.

Seeing Ouyang Mingyue lying in a pool of blood, his grandfather was struck by lightning, as if his hostility was instantly drained and desperate emotions rushed toward his face.

All of a sudden, Ouyang Mingyue was knocked down, tears burst into her eyes, and she hurried to her grandfather's side, hugged his slightly thin corpse in her arms, and the tears fell.

"Mingyue, don't cry."

Ouyang Feifan tried his best to restrain the grief, put his right hand on Ouyang Mingyue's shoulder and said: "Don't worry, we will definitely investigate as soon as possible, who killed your grandfather."

"We will avenge him."

After hearing this, the others were equally firm, and at all costs, they had to kill the murderer of Ouyang Qiankun.

Among the three major families in Jiangbei Province, the best commentary is Ouyang Qiankun. Although his annual income is tens of billions, his life has always been relatively simple.

Every year, he uses nearly one-fifth of his profits to help the poor. He is the largest philanthropist in Jiangbei Province. Many people at the bottom of society have received help from him.

What they said, Ouyang Mingyue did not take it to heart, as before, just hugged her grandfather tightly, and the scenes of the two getting along came one after another and played back in her mind.

"Which bastard did it?"

Ouyang Xingkong watched his father's body do his best to restrain the grief, but his body still couldn't help but tears flickered in his trembling eyes.

"We don't know either."

At this moment, a girl's voice suddenly came downstairs.

"Bright Moon."

The attention of a few people was attracted. They walked out of the room and looked downstairs. The girl standing there was wearing a blue dress, and her long black hair like a waterfall draped over her shoulders.

The face is beautiful, and the eyes are deep and bright.

It is red autumn leaves!

"Akiba, why are you here?"

Seeing Ouyang Xingkong's eyes slightly red, Ouyang Minyue's cries were also faintly heard in the room, and the latter realized that the situation might be abnormal.

Hong Qiuye didn't get permission from a few people, so she ran all the way to the second floor with high heels. When she came to the door, she saw the tragic scene in the house.

"what 's wrong?"

Covering her mouth with her hand, Hong Qiuye's eyes were full of curiosity. She didn't know what happened for a while, and her body was trembling slightly.

"We don't know who did it."

Ouyang Xingkong's eyes were full of grief and said: "If Laozi knows who he is, I will definitely cut him into pieces, hurt my father, and I will let him die."

When people were immersed in grief and couldn't help themselves, and had no clue about the current murder, Hong Qiuye found something in the house.

A sly look flashed in her eyes.

Then Hong Qiuye rushed over and picked up the ring on the ground.

"what is this?"

People's attention was also instantly attracted. Everyone was surrounded by the corpse just now, and had no time to pay attention to the other things in the room.

"Is it the ring in your house?"

Hong Qiuye raised her head and asked, "If this isn't the ring in your house, it's probably left by the murderer."

"And if this is really what the murderer left behind, I should know who he is."

A simple sentence caused an uproar, and people's attention was instantly attracted, and everyone confirmed that the ring did not belong to the Ouyang family.

"Is what you just said is true? Sister Qiuye."

Ouyang Mingyue hurried to Hong Qiuye's side, grabbed his hands and said, "You really know who the murderer is now?"

"I guessed it right. The owner of this ring should be the murderer. I remember very clearly that Qin Feng once wore this ring."

A simple sentence reveals the truth clearly in front of everyone.

The audience was in an uproar.

They all carried on their faces, quite strong and unbelievable.

No one had ever imagined that things would evolve to such a point.

"Son of a bitch!"

Ouyang Xingkong gritted his teeth tightly and said, "That bastard named Qin Feng actually dared to kill my father. I will kill him at all costs."

The red autumn leaves holding the ring did not expect that they would believe what they said so easily.

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