Shen Wangjin finally saw Shen Haoxuan in the hospital.

At that time, Shen Haoxuan was lying quietly on a hospital bed, his eyebrows were peaceful and his face was white.

And on his chest, there was a European classical candlestick.

Shen Wangjin stood at the door of the emergency ward, watching this scene with no expression on his face.

Behind him, Shen Ruiwen stood beside him, his face equally pale.

Next to them, a policeman was explaining to them: "...the injured person died when he was sent to the hospital, so the sharp weapon on his chest was not moved. The police coroner will take over next..."

Shen Ruiwen listened carefully to every word he said. When he looked at Shen Wangjin, he saw that he had no reaction at all. It was clear that he had not heard a word.

Yes, at this moment, the corpse lying in front of him is enough to explain everything. Why does he need to listen to what others say?

No matter what others say or do, it cannot change the facts after all——

His brother is dead.

He had been dependent on him since he was a child, and his older brother, who he had worked so hard to support, died.

This seems to be a nightmare, a nightmare that has lasted from childhood to this day, but no matter how hard he pinches his palms, this nightmare will never wake up...

"...The police arrested an Asian woman at the scene and initially suspected that she was the murderer. The case is currently under investigation..."

Shen Ruiwen suddenly turned to look at the police officer next to him, lowered his voice and said, "Can we see her?"

"Sorry." The British police quickly answered him, "There are no regulations indicating that you can meet her. She is a criminal suspect. Currently, only lawyers can contact her."

When Shen Ruiwen heard this, he couldn't help but paused, and then turned to look at Shen Wangjin.

But Shen Wangjin was still looking at Shen Haoxuan's body inside almost stagnantly, without any reaction at all.

Shen Ruiwen did not dare to delay, so he immediately turned around and walked outside, called the phone, and arranged for a lawyer to go to the police station to meet Zhuang Yibo.

…

After a long time, Shen Wangjin finally walked out of the hospital.

Shen Haoxuan's body was transferred to the coroner's court. He will wait for the coroner's investigation results and determine the cause of death before starting the next case investigation process.

But no matter how much you investigate, people who have left will never come back.

Shen Ruiwen followed Shen Wangjin into the car without saying a word. Shen Wangjin sat back on the chair and slowly closed his eyes, covering his faintly red eyes.

Shen Ruiwen paused and was thinking about what to say when he suddenly heard Shen Wangjin speak in a low voice: "Have you arranged for a lawyer to go to the police station?"

"It has been arranged." Shen Ruiwen said quickly, "Although the British police refuse to let us contact Miss Zhuang, if we can move around, it should still be possible. If Mr. Shen wants to see Miss Zhuang, I will make arrangements right away."

After a long time, Shen Wangjin finally heard a low response: "Yes."

…

Shen Wangjin did not go home.

He did not return to the small house where he lived with Zhuang Yibo, nor to his mansion in Canary Wharf.

He just returned to the company.

No one in the company knew what happened. Everyone went to work normally, worked normally, and held meetings with Shen Wangjin to report work normally.

Everything seemed extremely normal.

However, this is the most abnormal place.

In the evening, Shen Ruiwen finally returned to the company, entered Shen Wangjin's office, paused for a moment, and finally said: "Mr. Shen, the police station has already made arrangements, but... Miss Zhuang doesn't want to see you.
Chapter completed!