Wen Shi happily danced for several hours, and at noon, he even bought lunch and sent it to the police station.
"Thank you for your hard work." The young man tried hard to hide the sadness in his expression, his eyelashes trembling slightly with every word he spoke. "Please, please find out the cause of my father's death."
The police officer had a very good impression of Wen Shi. Apart from anything else, when everyone was reluctant to leave the villa this morning, he was the only one who took the initiative to stand up.
"Is it okay if you don't go back?" Although it was someone else's family affair, as a prominent local family, the Lin family's every move could easily become a topic of conversation among the people.
Finally getting to the point, Wen Shi smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's said that my father hid his will somewhere in the villa before he died. The house must be in a mess now."
The police officers looked at each other. They were willing to talk more with Wen Shi in order to know more about the Lin family's internal information to facilitate solving the case.
Both sides probed each other for information. Wen Shi's goal was first to raise the issue of the search for the will, and secondly to determine the current location of Mr. Lin's body. Police procedures here differed from those in real life, but also overlapped. Bodies of murder victims were first sent to the morgue, and later, they might be transferred to the morgue. According to normal procedures, families would have to wait several days before they could bring the body home.
Wen Shi will also have to cooperate in signing the autopsy consent form later, which will further facilitate him in determining the location of the body.
It's wrong to move the body, but once the old man comes back to life, it won't be a corpse anymore. It can also help catch some criminals who tampered with the will. Wen Shi clasped his hands together and said, "You will forgive me."
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After the prayer, Wen Shi smiled and chatted with the police officers, wondering casually whether the group of people in the villa were still fighting for their dream of the will.
The villa was in chaos at the moment.
Apart from anything else, Pei Hongxin never made mistakes in question analysis. For the task [Bloody Will], the adjective in front was the main reason why he was willing to make a deal with the unknown demon.
Pei Hongxin paid a third of his soul, promising to become a mindless puppet if he failed to bring the demon three fresh souls within the time limit. The definition of fresh was easy to define; he simply used the soul bottle given by the demon to collect the souls of the recently deceased, filled with resentment.
There was a lot of noise in the attic. Pei Hongxin was standing on the next floor, and blood was oozing from the cracks in the ceiling above his head.
Mr. Lin's hatred for his children has reached an unprecedented level, and almost every side quest related to inheritance involves bloodshed.
A drop of dark red blood fell, and Pei Hongxin reached out to catch it.
The lines on the child's palm were very shallow, and the drop of blood oozed out from between the lines. A long-lost smile appeared in Pei Hongxin's eyes: "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
He had already obtained the will, and kept the news a secret, hoping to see others suffer casualties while completing the quest. These players looked down on the newcomers, and when they were on the verge of death because they weren't on the will list, they would be extremely unwilling to give up. This way, he could also fulfill the demon's request.
The only thing that made Pei Hongxin a little uneasy was the person who had not returned since leaving in the morning.
"Pei Wenwei..." Completely missing the other party's growth process, Pei Hongxin could only make a personality assessment based on sporadic information. He always felt that Pei Wenwei would not easily pin his hopes of life and death on others.
Pei Hongxin tried to get clues from the monster.
He deliberately used a mocking tone and said, "The younger one will never be able to defeat the older one. I wonder if my adopted son, who is bent on revenge, knows that disaster is about to happen."
The comments section is quiet.
The reason for the silence is that spoilers have been blocked.
The monsters felt that they were suffering both physically and mentally. Wen Shi had a very unique energy, and the monsters were much more interested in seeing him in trouble than seeing other people.
However, now, they saw a group of story characters being fooled around by one person, and they wanted to rush in and help them pass the level.
Pei Hongxin guessed why the comments might have been blocked, but he had no idea that Wen Shi was playing a trick on all the players. He felt like every day was a year, constantly checking the time. Once seven o'clock came, he was completely calm.
There is a big boss in the villa, and no one would think that the will is on him. From now on, he just needs to kill time.
The day passed quickly and the sun set early around six o'clock in the afternoon.
Outside the morgue, a furtive figure was wandering around. The surrounding trees cast shadows, making it difficult to notice without careful observation.
Wen Shi had been pacing for a quarter of an hour, ready to start the work of moving things. Not wanting to do the hard labor, he ultimately decided to release the zombies and command them remotely himself.
"You took the old man away from the world, and now you're carrying him back from the underworld." Wen Shi said seriously, "It can be said that it has a beginning and an end."
"Um?"
The zombie tilted his head, trying to digest the information in the words. He didn't quite understand why he had to take his heart out and then carry it back.
But he has plenty of strength, so he can just carry it.
The zombie in the night obeyed the command very neatly and was willing to be the porter of the morgue. Wen Shi stared at his back for two seconds, thinking that even if his loyalty increased a little, it would have a great effect.
As Youshi climbed over the wall to retrieve the corpse, Wen Shi stood aside and called Xiaohua. After the call was connected, he omitted the politeness and asked directly, "Has anyone found the will?"
"No." Xiaohua's lazy voice came from the other end: "But it seems that the place has been found, but the suicide note has been taken away."
Wen Shi thought for a moment and said, "It seems I need to trouble you for something. Please shift your attention to my adopted son."
This wasn't really a transfer. If nothing had been found, even if it sounded absurd, the will was most likely in Pei Hongxin's possession. Wen Shi never underestimated any of his opponents. Their nominal father-son relationship forced him to ensure that only Pei Hongxin's name appeared on the will, otherwise, as the guardian, he would become the primary suspect.
If Xiaohua says it, other players will definitely believe it even if there is no evidence.
First of all, she had no reason to lie. If Xiaohua found the suicide note, even if she directly said it was on her, no one would dare to attack her. After the mission was announced, Wen Shi was not at the villa at all. The remaining people signed the contract, and if they lost, they would all lose. So it was clear who had the will.
A zombie poked its head out from the other side of the wall, carrying a white cloth bag, and Wen Shi temporarily ended the call.
"Let's go," he said to the zombie. "Let's get justice."
At seven o'clock in the evening, the lawyer in a suit and tie arrived at the villa on time.
The role of the lawyer is undoubtedly played by an NPC, representing absolute fairness.
In the villa, everyone except Wen Shi was present.
Pei Hongxin's face wasn't looking good. Because of Xiaohua's words, he was threatened by a group of people. Originally, Pei Hongxin was prepared to beat them to death without saying anything. Players were limited in the amount of violence they could use. Who knew these people would take him to a dangerous attic and force him into any place with monsters?
Pei Hongxin didn't think he was a good person, but compared to this group of players who would do anything to pass the level, his skills were still too shallow. He had no choice but to agree to add other people's names.
What comforted him a little was that Xiaohua did not force Pei Wenwei to be included in the will.
The butler sneered, "You should be thankful that you didn't use that pen to tamper with the will from the beginning."
The special traceless pen can only be used once. If Pei Hongxin has wasted this opportunity, it will be a big trouble. In that case, they will definitely send him to hell first.
The lawyer, emphasizing efficiency, didn't even ask about the will's provenance. After inspecting it on site, he simply nodded, "It's authentic."
He did things very mechanically. After everyone sat down, the lawyer stood in the main seat in front of Mr. Lin and read the will from the beginning. After he finished reading it, it was considered notarized.
Most of Mr. Lin's original property was to be donated in the name of doing good deeds, and the rest was given to his first love who was somewhere in the world. Only his youngest son Lin Tianci got a few calligraphy and paintings.
After the changes, almost everyone had a share.
"...The butler has worked diligently for this family for many years. He will inherit my thirty million..."
The lawyer was halfway through reading when he was suddenly interrupted.
The door was opened roughly from the outside, and the cold wind rushed in, making the papers rustle.
Wen Shi, who had disappeared for a day, finally showed up.
His entrance was unique, like a revengeful protagonist from a movie, except he arrived carrying a suitcase. The contents of the suitcase were so stinking that even the green plants in the corner of the living room seemed to have wilted.
Under the night sky, Wen Shi quietly appeared with a stern expression. He spoke word by word, "I don't agree with this will."
Xiaohua: "…"
If you had told me earlier that your appearance would be so childish, I would have avoided you under the pretext of going to the restroom.
In fact, Wen Shi's cold and hard expression was partly due to his unwillingness to breathe and the pressure he put in.
If possible, he really didn't want to take the corpse with him, but in order to prevent A Yu from failing to summon the soul, he had to make all preparations in advance.
"The will is fake." Wen Shi's eyes were as sharp as knives, staring straight at the lawyer.
The lawyer's expression became visibly unhappy as his professional ethics were questioned.
The others didn't understand what he was up to, so Lin Tianci sneered, "No one knows better than a lawyer whether a will is true or false."
The NPC who was the key to identifying the effectiveness of the instrument was not shaken by Wen Shi's few words and continued to read.
"All the bonds under my name are held by my eldest daughter's family..."
While the lawyer was still acting as a ruthless reading machine, Wen Shi just stood there calmly. Suddenly, he took a deep breath, raised his head and shouted upstairs: "Mom——"
The single word was shouted out with an accented effect, echoing in the villa and perfectly drowning out the lawyer's voice.
Less than thirty seconds later, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared in the living room: "Son, are you looking for me?"
This is the effect of sneaking into the night with the wind. Even the lawyer was startled by the sudden appearance of the person and was speechless on the spot.
Wen Shi struggled to lift the suitcase onto the table and dumped the body out. The stench made everyone step back. Wen Shi looked at A Yu and raised one eyebrow. The latter immediately understood what he meant: "I'll do it."
A Yu shook the bell that he was prevented from using yesterday. He shook his thin wrist back and forth a total of seven times, but the bell did not make a sound. Wen Shi, who was closest to the corpse, felt a bone-chilling cold, and was almost unconscious from the cold. He had to change his position.
From the moment the body appeared, everything was beyond everyone's expectations.
The housekeeper was quite knowledgeable. When he saw the strange scene of Ayu mumbling something while ringing the bell, he immediately connected it with the matter of summoning spirits. His face suddenly changed and he said, "Stop her."
He had never seen anyone successfully summon a spirit, but even if there was a slight possibility, he could not allow such a thing to happen.
However, their abilities were completely different. Ayu's fingernails flicked the other bell at her waist, and this time it rang with a relatively crisp sound. The butler's soul felt a sense of frozen emptiness at the sound. The same thing happened to the players who tried to approach Ayu, their souls trembling violently for a moment.
Just when they felt their bones were about to freeze to pieces, in full view of everyone, Old Man Lin, whose body was already rotting, slowly sat up from the long table.
He seemed a little confused about the situation, with a hint of bewilderment in his expression.
In the dead silence, the lawyer's expression was even more vacant than the player's. Taking advantage of his daze, Wen Shi swiftly snatched the suicide note from the lawyer's hand.
"Father, look, is this the will you wrote?"
Mr. Lin: "?"
The memory in his mind was in chaos, and he could barely make out a few words on the paper. Mr. Lin shook his head subconsciously.
Over the next two or three seconds, as the faces around him changed drastically, Mr. Lin belatedly noticed the hole in his chest. From the neck down, a large Y-shaped mark formed, as if he had been disemboweled. This was the mark left by the autopsy this morning.
Everything about last night slowly resurfaced in his mind. Old Master Lin only remembered that just as the lightning in the sky had died down, a figure appeared in the room, followed by a sharp pain in his chest, and then—
And then he was gone!
"I'm dead..." There was a strong shock in the dark and dilated pupils.
Wen Shi nodded heavily. "After your accident, this will was immediately published. It's too much of a coincidence. In order to find out the truth, your girlfriend and I..."
Xiaohua touched her bright red nails and looked over with a smile.
Wen Shi coughed lightly and continued, "I'm determined to find out the truth. Fortunately, a friend I met outside is a psychic."
He deliberately linked the will and the accident together. Old Master Lin himself did not trust his children, and now all the winners on the list would be on his list of suspicion.
Not knowing how long the summoning would last, Wen Shi said briefly, "Please take another look at the will."
He didn't need to say anything, Old Master Lin was already watching and was so angry that he almost lost his soul.
"Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous!"
If Mr. Lin repeatedly emphasizes that the people named in the will are not among the heirs, everyone will be finished.
Pei Hongxin looked at Xiaohua in confusion. Her name was also on the will, so why could the other party still sit there so calmly?
The current situation did not give Pei Hongxin any more time to think. He quietly took out the soul bottle given by the devil. Old Master Lin was also a fresh corpse that had died not long ago. As long as his soul was taken away, there would be room for improvement.
It's a pity that Ayu's major is not suitable.
Pei Hongxin had just taken out the small bottle for less than a second when the suction force of the bottle mouth on the soul was ruthlessly suppressed, and it was impossible to take away the old man's soul.
Mr. Lin's pale face continued to turn blue: "These evil beasts."
The handwriting is the same, which shows that these people had planned it a long time ago.
Wen Shi gritted his teeth and endured the stench of corpses and said, "Yes, this has been planned for a long time. I just found out that your grandson is not my biological son at all."
The amount of information was quite large, and Mr. Lin was unable to react for a while.
Wen Shi just casually explained the reason why Pei Hongxin appeared in the will, and then hinted that he might be the eldest brother's child, who secretly reported things related to him on a daily basis.
"I will definitely find out the truth," Wen Shi said softly, "but before that, we must first determine who owns the will."
Just as Mr. Lin was about to scold him, saying he was no good, he heard Wen Shi say, "It's not cheap to hire a psychic. There will be places where you'll need a psychic often in the future."
Hit the snake at its most vulnerable part.
Old Master Lin pondered the implications of his words. With a medium, he realized he might be able to continue enjoying the world in a different way. He cast a deep glance at Wen Shi, who then offered a cheap assurance, saying, "I swear."
Old Master Lin was silent for a moment. His brain after death was working like a rusty spring. He was bewitched by the promise made by Wen Shi and turned his neck stiffly towards the lawyer.
Pei Hong's confidence was steadfast, and he frantically called out to the demon: "How many times can you successfully summon the spirit?"
A blurry black shadow appeared in his mind, its narrow eyes seemed to be seeing through Pei Hongxin's soul. Just as he was trembling all over, the shadow replied: "Once."
There are a set of unspoken rules when making deals with the devil.
The content that cannot be traded is too big, for example, I want someone to die, or I directly want to complete a task. No one can afford such a price.
Pei Hongxin: "I want to stop summoning spirits."
The demon made a cold request: "Give me an extra ray of your soul."
"Okay." Pei Hongxin hesitated for a moment: "If I want to make sure that I am included in the will..."
Demon: "All souls."
Pei Hongxin shut up.
A thin puff of black smoke drifted across the long table.
"All my inheritance will belong to me..." Before Mr. Lin finished speaking, he fell down with a thud, and there was no trace of life on his face.
A Yu shook his head slightly when looking at Wen, indicating that the same person can only summon the soul once.
The small details of the interaction between the two were noticed by other players, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Old Man Lin falling on the table like mud.
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[Grandma Scissor: I'm so happy, hahaha, just a few seconds away.]
Patient 109: What happened? A reporter just tried to break into the hospital, and I followed him to arrest him.
"The will-deprived madman from Frank Hospital entered the live broadcast room."
Patient 300: So annoying! That damn intruder is keeping me awake and unable to sleep. I can only come here to watch "Horror Club" to pass the time.
The comments were scrolling very quickly, and Wen Shi vaguely saw the key words that the reporter had sneaked in, and his expression became slightly gloomy.
The host might have been caught.
Wen Shi suddenly lost his mood to fry fish and prepared to finish this short story as quickly as possible, and then think of a way to see if he could rescue the host remotely.
He calmly used his [Resurrection] skill: "Come on, Dad, sit up."
As Wen Shi finished speaking, Mr. Lin's rotten body twitched a few times, and in the astonishment of everyone, he raised his upper body again in a twisted posture. He died with his eyes open when he fell down before, but now he didn't even bother to open his eyelids.
Wen Shichong waved to the lawyer, motioning him to come closer so that he could hear the old man's speech more clearly, while he was also recording the video.
"Go on, who will inherit the entire estate?"
"..." Pei Hongxin,who had just offered a wisp of soul, spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.