Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

The middle-aged man quickly stood up and hurriedly chased after him, "Mr. Song, why did you leave so suddenly?"

Song Yinjian paused and replied, "Because it's meaningless. Even if I continue, you'll push it to the Ministry of External Affairs, and then the Ministry of External Affairs will push it back. It'll keep pushing it back and forth, and in the end, nothing will come of it."

After saying this, he no longer paid any attention to the middle-aged man and strode out of the Criminal Law Department.

A look of embarrassment appeared on the middle-aged man's face. That was indeed what he thought.

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The next morning.

As soon as Song Yinjian opened the shop door, he saw Hu Tao squatting at the door, playing with ants with great interest.

When Walnut heard the sound of the door opening, he immediately jumped up from the ground happily, like a big groundhog.

Her face was puffed up as she said, "Bitch Song, you big bastard, you actually left me all alone there yesterday. That's so mean!"

Song Yinjian replied innocently, "I didn't ask you to stay there, how can you blame me?"

Hu Tao was choked for a moment and couldn't find any reason to refute. She could only stand there angrily, staring at Song Yinjian.

Then, a hint of curiosity flashed in Song Yinjian's eyes, and he asked, "After I left yesterday, did anyone from the Criminal Law Department come over?"

At the mention of this, Hu Tao's expression suddenly became excited. She described it vividly, "We went there and dragged the people from the Foreign Affairs Department with us. But before we even got to the door, the two groups started arguing. It was quite an interesting scene."

At this point, she grew increasingly excited, gesturing enthusiastically as she continued, "You know what? Even though these two groups of people didn't accomplish anything, all the local funeral homes in Liyue have learned that there was something fishy about the deaths of Watamu's parents-in-law, and no one is willing to take on this business anymore."

After listening to this, Song Yinjian felt a little amused and didn't know how to comment on such an abstract thing.

Hu Tao blinked her big eyes, leaned close to Song Yinjian, and asked, "By the way, how did you find out there was something fishy about the deaths of Watamu's parents-in-law? Can you teach me?"

Song Yinjian shook his head and said seriously, "I only teach this technique to men, not women, and only to the insiders, not to outsiders."

"Hmph, stingy!" Walnut made a playful face at him, "I'm going to see that guy Watamu. Goodbye, bitch Song."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and left in a jump.

Song Yinjian looked at her cheerful back and couldn't help but smile.

Then he went to a breakfast shop on the street and ordered a hearty breakfast.

When he had eaten and drunk his fill and staggered back to the shop, there was a Fontaine man wearing a blue suit and holding a briefcase standing at the door.

The man looked quite energetic, his suit was meticulously groomed, his leather shoes were polished to a shine, and he exuded an air of competence.

As soon as he saw Song Yinjian, he immediately smiled enthusiastically, walked up quickly, and introduced himself very politely: "Hello, Mr. Song! I'm the manager from Fontaine Life Insurance Company, my name is Daxi."

As he spoke, he respectfully presented his business card with both hands, his attitude humble and sincere.

Although Song Yinjian was very prejudiced against insurance companies, he had to admit that Daxi's attitude made people feel comfortable.

He took the business card handed to him by the other party and put it in his pocket.

Seeing him accept the business card, Daxi's smile became even brighter. "Boss Song, I came here today because I want to know something."

Song Yinjian's mind suddenly changed. He roughly understood his intention, so he asked directly, "How much do you plan to pay?"

Dashi was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and said with a smile on his face, "Our company is willing to give you a lifetime insurance policy as long as you tell me everything about the death of Watam's parents-in-law."

Song Yinjian waved his hand. "I have no interest in your insurance. Without Mora, I don't have time to argue with you."

Dashi thought for a moment, then said sincerely, "Within my authority, I can give you a consulting fee of 100,000 Mora."

Song Yinjian sneered, "Watam's parents-in-law are dressed gorgeously, and they are obviously wealthy people from Fontaine. Their personal accident insurance payout is at least 100 million Mora.

You only gave me 100,000 Mora, are you treating me like a beggar?"

Upon hearing this, Dashi frowned. He didn't expect the man in front of him to be so difficult.

Although he really didn't want to give more Mora, when he thought of the sky-high compensation from Watam's parents-in-law, he gritted his teeth and said, "One million Mora, I can't give it."

Song Yinjian said with satisfaction, "Deal."

Then, Dashi took out a check for one million Mora from his bus bag with great pain.

After receiving the check, Song Yinjian explained, "Firstly, although Liyue has many high mountains, there are very few accidents of people falling off cliffs. This is because the immortals of Liyue have built protective magic arrays in places where people are likely to fall off cliffs.

Secondly, I previously probed him and he was reluctant to hold the funeral at Fontaine, probably because he was afraid of being investigated by the Expulsion Court."

Chapter 41 Isn’t this reasonable?

Another day passed.

In the morning, Walnut brought shocking news: Watamu committed suicide at his residence.

Song Yinjian was very clear that his suicide was inseparable from himself.

If I hadn't pointed out the strangeness of his parents-in-law's death, perhaps this guy would have received a huge amount of compensation from the insurance company and lived a comfortable life.

However, Song Yinjian did not feel even the slightest bit of guilt because of this.

Since Watamu committed such a crime, this ending may be the best destination for him.

After all, if you do something wrong, you will always have to pay the price.

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky orange-red, covering the whole world with a veil of faint sadness.

A young, seemingly well-educated woman from Fontaine came to Song Yinjian with a one or two-year-old child in her arms.

The woman had a pretty face, but she looked particularly tired at the moment, with a deep sadness between her eyebrows, and her eyes looking at Song Yinjian were filled with complex emotions.

She opened her mouth slightly and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Mr. Song, I am Watamu's wife, my name is Alyssa. I... I have taken the liberty to come here to ask for your help in handling the funeral arrangements for my parents and my husband."

At this point, her expression became increasingly embarrassed. "I... I really don't have much money right now. But don't worry, I will work hard to earn money and pay you back in the future."

Song Yinjian looked at the poor woman in front of him, was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

Seeing this, Alyssa sighed deeply, and then recounted the whole story of how Watamu killed her parents.

Watam's parents-in-law had instructed Watam to borrow a large amount of money from outside, and together with their own savings over the years, they invested all of it in the trade with Inazuma.

He had thought he could make a fortune, but who could have expected that Inazuma would suddenly issue an order to close the country, and all his investments would go down the drain.

As a result, Watamu was burdened with huge debts.

Not long ago, his parents-in-law asked him to divorce Alyssa to avoid the debt from involving the mother and daughter.

Watamu agreed, but then learned that they were planning to marry his wife to a wealthy businessman.

He couldn't accept this cruel fact, so he came up with the stupid idea of ​​committing insurance fraud and killing someone.

After listening to this, Song Yinjian felt mixed emotions and finally just sighed deeply.

Watam thought too simply. Even if he was not there, the insurance company would most likely not pay the money.

They would find loopholes in various treaties and then refuse to pay compensation.

Song Yinjian looked at the ignorant daughter in Alyssa's arms, thought for a moment, and took out the check from his pocket.

“Ms. Alyssa, with this money, your life should be a little better.”

Alyssa was very surprised, but she did not refuse the kindness. The hardship of her life made her lose any dignity.

After taking it, she said very seriously: "When I have money in the future, I will definitely return it to you."

Song Yinjian nodded slightly and responded, "Okay, I'll wait for that day to come."

Afterwards, he spoke to Alyssa, turned around and entered the shop, and came to the door of Shen He's room.

"Senior sister, it's time to come." He knocked on the door gently and said in a low voice.

A moment later, the door slowly opened, and Shen He's figure, as cool and elegant as the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain, appeared in front of him.

"Yeah." Shen He responded softly.

Then, Song Yinjian skillfully dragged out the donkey cart, quickly sorted out all the necessary funeral items one by one, and placed them on the donkey cart.

Just as he was about to go out, he happened to meet Zhongli and Lishui who came to eat for free.

Song Yinjian's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he waved his hand and conscripted them both.

These two people usually eat and drink for free here every day, so they naturally felt embarrassed to refuse and could only follow Song Yinjian obediently.

In the dark night, Song Yinjian held Shen He in one hand and held the donkey cart steadily with the other hand, walking on the ancient streets of Liyue.

The lights on both sides of the street flickered in the breeze, casting long shadows on their group.

Li Shui followed behind, staring at the backs of Song Yinjian and Shen He, and sighed inwardly.

There is a chasm between immortals and mortals called life and death. After a short hundred years of life for mortals, immortals have to face endless years of loneliness and desolation alone.

Zhongli sat in the donkey cart and comforted Alyssa who was holding her daughter.

When passing by Wanmin Hall, Song Yinjian took them to enjoy a sumptuous dinner.

After having a good meal and a few drinks, they continued their journey and eventually arrived at Watamu's residence.

After Song Yinjian arrived at Watam's residence, he did not rush to start the funeral work immediately. Instead, he took Zhongli and Lishui to the side, took out the black suits that had been prepared long ago, and the three of them put them on together.

The three of them, wearing black suits, stood side by side with upright postures, appearing particularly solemn and dignified. Their aura emanated instantly, giving people the feeling of a professional funeral team.

Then, under the guidance of Song Yinjian, the work of cleaning the body began.

He and Zhongli were both accustomed to all kinds of heavy scenes. Although the bodies of Watam's parents-in-law were horrific, they were still able to wash them calmly and try to make them decent.

Li Shui also fought his way out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses in the war between demons and gods, so he didn't take this little scene seriously.

Chapter 42 The Turmoil After the Funeral

The next morning, just as the sky was turning pale, Song Yinjian had already placed the three bodies into the ice coffins specially made by Shen He. He then called three carriages and dragged the ice coffins to the foot of Tianheng Mountain.

After arriving at the foot of the mountain, he carefully selected a place with beautiful scenery and immediately began to set up a simple venue for the farewell ceremony.

In a short while, the entire venue was set up.

Since there were no other relatives of the deceased except Alyssa and her daughter, the scene seemed particularly deserted and lonely.

Despite this, Song Yinjian completed the entire process very professionally.

Finally, everyone bowed together, and the farewell ceremony ended.

Then, Song Yinjian pulled Zhongli and Lishui to build a woodpile and began to cremate the bodies of Watamu and others.

In fact, cremation is not popular in Fontaine, and most people in Fontaine are buried in coffins.

But Alyssa obviously couldn't afford to buy three more coffins.

Soon, a pile of wood was built.

Alyssa looked at her husband and parents being carried onto the woodpile and burst into tears again, unable to control herself.

Her heartbroken cry, like a mournful song, echoed in the air for a long time.

Song Yinjian raised his hand and summoned Fu Lu, muttering something. In a moment, a raging and blazing fire dragon roared out and instantly engulfed the deceased in a sea of ​​fire.

Five minutes later, Fu Lu shattered in the air and drifted away with the wind.

The flames jumped and raged on the woodpile, burning for more than an hour before gradually dying down and turning into a few wisps of green smoke.

After the fire was completely extinguished, Song Yinjian and Zhongli carefully placed the ashes into an exquisite urn.

Then, bury the urn in a quiet and peaceful place.

Song Yinjian asked Zhongli to make three stone tablets and engrave the names of the deceased on them.

After erecting the tombstone, he took out the white chrysanthemums he had prepared in advance and gave them to Alyssa and her daughter, asking them to place them in front of the tombstone.

Finally, everyone bowed deeply together, and the funeral finally came to an end.

On the way back, Alyssa's mood was a little better than before. Although there were still traces of sadness on her face, there was a little more relief between her brows.

She frequently looked back in the direction of where her relatives were buried, then turned back to look at Song Yinjian with gratitude, "Boss Song, your funeral services are more formal than those in Fontaine. If you develop in Fontaine, you will definitely be very popular."

When Song Yinjian heard this, he felt very relieved and satisfied.

The group walked slowly along the way, accompanied by the afterglow of the setting sun. When they returned to Alyssa's residence, the sky had been dyed orange and red by the sunset.

Alyssa's little daughter fell asleep soundly in her mother's warm arms. She was still young and ignorant, and had no idea that today she had lost three of her closest relatives forever.

Song Yinjian was about to say goodbye to Alyssa when suddenly, several burly men, as strong as iron towers, rushed into the slightly cramped residence with great momentum.

The man in the lead had a ferocious face, with flesh on his face shaking with his movements, and his triangular eyes revealed a sinister and fierce look.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he opened his voice and yelled at Alyssa: "Alyssa, you must pay back the money today! If you can't pay, just follow me!"