Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 175: Gu Han Dies

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: Gu Han Dies

Soon, the police cars, fire engines, and hearses arrived and dealt with the accident scene.

The police took the driver back to the station for investigation.

When the cement mixer was hoisted up by the crane, the horrifying sight of the mangled Panamera appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Not a single person was not sighing at the gruesomeness of the accident scene, perfectly illustrating what is meant by becoming one with the vehicle.

The firefighters were simply unable to extricate the deceased from the car, so they had to call for a tow truck to take the vehicle to the scrapyard for pulling and cutting.

Because he had notified the station in advance, Fu Shiyan and An Yan were present throughout the process.

After the car was pulled apart enough, funeral home staff removed the deceased.

To say they lifted the body was a stretch, as the whole person had been flattened into a patty, so when lifted, it fell apart, the head separated from the neck, and the flat head just plopped onto the ground, a mixture of red and white.

Even the funeral home staff, no strangers to dead bodies, couldn’t help but vomit.

Gu Han really died a particularly horrific death.

The police officers collected the items from the car for evidence, but they were just some documents, nothing of referential value.

The dash cam in the car was completely destroyed and beyond repair.

An Yan rubbed her temples, "The clues have broken off."

Fu Shiyan wrapped his arm over her shoulder, "The police will also investigate Gu Han’s home and clinic, let’s wait for the results."

At that moment, a young police officer ran up to the two of them, "President Fu, Mrs. Fu, the husband of the deceased Du Xinlan, An Zaili, is accusing Mrs. Fu of being involved in the deceased’s suicide."

An Yan thought thankfully that she had deleted all the surveillance footage of Bi Chong appearing, or else it would certainly have left a handle.

She nodded, "I will cooperate with the police and go back to the station for the investigation."

When An Yan and Fu Shiyan arrived at the police station, An Zaili pounced on them, "It was you, it must have been you who killed Xinlan! We are living so miserably now, why won’t you let us be? Yirou is dead, Xinlan is dead, who’s next? Ah!"

"I didn’t do it, last night I was at Bishui Bay the whole time with my husband," An Yan replied indifferently, calmly looking at him.

The man before her was no longer the imposing figure he once was. Because he didn’t dye his hair, the roots had turned a bit white, making him look much older than before.

An Yan continued, "Whether it’s An Yirou or Du Xinlan, I never harbored the thought of killing them."

"Retribution, oh retribution!" An Zaili cried loudly and then started laughing bitterly.

He suddenly looked at An Yan, "It must be Xu Zhen coming for revenge, she’s come for revenge. We killed her, she’s here to kill us, one by one!"

An Yan’s pupils shrank, "Was it you who killed Xu Zhen?"

An Zaili raved like a madman, "Yes, it was Xinlan who poisoned her, I did not stop it, I watched as Xu Zhen died in front of me."

Although she knew Xu Zhen was not her mother, An Yan was still especially hateful, "You, how can you be so shameless! You took the inheritance of the Xu Family, and still you killed their entire family! An Zaili, you truly deserve to die a thousand times!"

An Zaili kept murmuring about retribution and such, as if he had completely lost his sanity.

Who would have thought that in trying to send An Yan to jail, he would end up incarcerating himself.

An Yan watched as An Zaili was taken away by the police, furrowing her brows tightly.

Fu Shiyan was also curious, "Is An Zaili’s mind so easily broken?"

An Yan narrowed her eyes, "I am very skeptical."

The two exchanged glances, feeling that there was something fishy going on.

An Yan and Fu Shiyan were separated for their statements, and by the time they left the police station, it was already noon.

Fu Shiyan asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"I’m not hungry, let’s go back to Bishui Bay."

"Alright."

The two returned to Bishui Bay, and just as Fu Shiyan entered the door, he received a call from Han Yang.

An Yan said, "You should go back to the company."

"It’s fine, I’ll stay with you."

"I don’t have anything to do, why are you hanging around me?" An Yan smiled. "Go on, I’ll cook dinner and wait for you to come back tonight."

Only then did Fu Shiyan feel relieved, as he was very afraid that An Yan would leave again without saying a word.

He kissed the girl’s forehead, "Then I’m off."

"Mhm," An Yan gave him a hug, "Go ahead."

It was only with reluctance that Fu Shiyan finally left.

An Yan couldn’t wait for him to leave quickly, after all, she had some things to investigate, and it would be very inconvenient with him around.

She straightened out her thoughts, preparing to start her investigation with Du Xinlan.

She began to access the content of the surveillance cameras and bugs that Bi Chong had installed in the hospital.

Since Bi Chong had activated the devices after leaving the hospital, the segment in the ward that mentioned Qianqian wasn’t recorded.

An Yan didn’t derive any important clues from this.

She then accessed the surveillance along the way and at home.

She found that after leaving the hospital, Du Xinlan went to a chess and card room in the residential area to play cards, returned home at 8 o’clock in the evening, made a simple dinner, and then went to sleep.

At two o’clock in the middle of the night, she answered a phone call, and afterwards, she opened the door to find a person dressed in black cotton clothes standing outside.

That person took out a pocket watch and began to swing it back and forth.

Hypnosis!

An Yan enlarged the image; the person only showed their eyes, but judging from their build, it should be a woman.

The woman was heard saying, "Focus on my pocket watch and you’ll see the blue sky, running along the wheat fields on a path, under your feet is the soft grass, and then the scene shifts, and you’re on a bridge. Underneath the bridge is the gateway to a happy paradise. Jump down, jump down, and you will find eternal happiness..."

After saying this, the person left.

An Yan recognized that the voice belonged to Gu Han.

Du Xinlan, neatly dressed, left the house and walked along the road until she reached the Xinwan Grand Bridge and jumped off.

An Yan accessed Gu Han’s surveillance, but she didn’t find any trace of Gu Han.

So, there was only one possibility, Gu Han had disguised her identity and moved into the apartment complex – this was a premeditated murder case.

But why did Gu Han want to kill Du Xinlan?

Two people with no apparent connection, why would she do such a thing?

She accessed the call records of Du Xinlan.

Gu Han: It was Qianqian who sent me, please open the door.

Who is Qianqian?

An Yan searched her brain, not having the slightest impression of the name.

Both Du Xinlan and Gu Han knew this Qianqian, so it seemed that Qianqian was a key figure.

There must be a connection between the three of them.

An Yan began to pull up the call records of the three, but there were no matching numbers at all.

Some of the numbers dialed were even disconnected, proof enough that the people using these numbers had premeditated plans and were especially skilled in counter-surveillance.

Could it be that Qianqian killed Du Xinlan and Gu Han?

Why?

What kind of hatred was this?

At this moment, Bi Chong made another call.

An Yan answered.

"Boss, I just saw on the surveillance that Yang Suhua was injected with something, and it looks like she’s not doing well."