The man is a monk in the inside, and he starts by giving his wife a crown.

Thinking of Xiu Yuan, Ai Li paused for a moment.

She wrinkled her small nose, and a sense of alertness rose in her heart for no reason.

Ellie walked quietly to the bedroom door like a kitten and put her ear against the cold door panel.

The voice in the living room became more real. It was indeed my mother's voice, but it sounded completely different from her usual gentle voice.

There was also the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, and the deep, steady breathing of a man.

Is it Brother Xiuyuan?

What are he and his mother doing?

Ellie's heartbeat inexplicably quickened, and a mixture of confusion, uneasiness and strong possessiveness surged up.

She bit her lower lip, carefully twisted the door open a tiny crack, and looked towards the living room.

Chapter 92: It’s all Akizuki Takashi’s fault!

After a long time, the air in the living room almost froze.

Qiuyue Aili stood at the door, her small body trembling slightly with anger and grievance.

Her golden twin ponytails hung down listlessly, and her big eyes, which were always bright and sparkling, were now filled with tears as she stared stubbornly at the two people in the middle of the living room.

On one side is her most beloved brother Xiuyuan, and on the other side is her most dependent mother.

The scene she had just caught a glimpse of through the crack in the door burned into her heart like a red-hot iron.

"You...you..."

Ellie's voice was tearful, her lips trembling, but she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

I couldn't hold back my tears anymore and they rolled down my face.

They were obviously her two favorite people, why did this happen?

Akizuki Hanayoko's face turned from flushed to pale, and then instantly turned red with shame, like a boiled shrimp.

She didn't dare look at her daughter at all, her hands twisted together helplessly, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. It was over, it was all over. After doing such a thing in front of her daughter, how could she still have the face to be a mother?

She felt like a dirty, bad woman.

Only Xiuyuan remained calm.

It was as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

He looked at Ai Li, whose eyes were filled with tears, and then glanced at Hua Daizi, who wished she could disappear right there. Then he spoke slowly, his voice as steady as the surface of a lake, yet filled with undeniable power:

"Ellie, things are not what they seem."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Hua Daizi, his tone carrying a subtle hint of inquiry:

"Madam, your condition just now, and this poor monk's condition, don't seem to be accidental. Someone must have done something shady to you."

These words were like a life-saving straw, instantly waking up the confused mother and daughter.

Although it was a complete lie and Xiuyuan didn't fall for it at all, his appearance as a high monk was so convincing. Coupled with the image of a "holy monk" he had accumulated in the past, Ai Li and Huayoko almost subconsciously believed it to about 21%.

"Yes...really?"

Huayoko raised her head, her eyes still filled with shock and shame, but more of it was a sense of relief at having survived and a desire for an explanation.

Was someone stabbed?

This is much easier to accept than losing your composure on your own initiative.

Ellie's crying also stopped.

Ai Li thought of her mother's usual behavior and knew that she was not that kind of woman. She chose to believe what Brother Xiu Yuan said. A hint of doubt flashed in her tearful eyes.

Who on earth would do such a thing to his mother and Brother Xiuyuan? Then he turned to anger.

The first thing Ellie thought of was that annoying stepfather!

Apart from them, the only one at home is Akizuki Kosan who always looks at her strangely!

He definitely has bad intentions!

The little girl's logic is simple and direct. Once she makes up her mind, her anger will burn fiercely.

Her chest heaved violently, and she didn't care about being polite. She rushed to the sofa, raised her slippered feet, and kicked Akizuki Xiaosan hard in the side.

"Asshole! Pervert! It must be you!"

The kick was quite powerful, and there was a dull thud, followed by a crisp ding-dong, as a small dark glass bottle rolled out of Akizuki Takashi's pocket and fell on the carpet.

The living room suddenly became quiet.

Ellie was stunned for a moment and looked down at the small bottle.

Hua Daizi also looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes blank.

Ellie bent down to pick up the medicine bottle, which was cold to the touch. She examined it carefully in the light from the living room. The bottle was small, and only a thin layer of liquid remained at the bottom, clearly having been used.

"What's this……"

Ellie frowned, a bad feeling welling up in her heart. She looked up at her stepfather on the sofa, her anger rising again, and she reached out and pushed his shoulder hard:

"Hey! Akizuki Kozo! Stop pretending to be dead! Get up and explain yourself! Did you do this?!"

However, no matter how she pushed, the man on the sofa did not respond. His body was limp, and only his head shook weakly with her movements.

The deliberately fake snoring had stopped at some point.

The anger on Ai Li's face gradually faded and turned into confusion. She tentatively stretched out her finger and placed it under Akizuki Takashi's nose.

No breathing.

My fingertips are cold.

Ellie pulled her hand back abruptly, as if burned, and her face turned pale instantly.

"He...he..." She stammered and looked at her mother beside her.

Akizuki Hanayoko also realized that something was wrong. She staggered a few steps closer and looked at her husband's lifeless face. Her pupils suddenly contracted. She covered her mouth, let out a short scream, and her body swayed.

died?

Is Akizuki Kozo dead?

Ellie looked at her mother's terrified expression, then looked at the stiff face on the sofa, and suddenly a very complicated emotion surged in her heart.

Shock, fear, but beneath the chaos, there was a hidden feeling of...relief.

At least, the way my mother looked just now was really caused by this bastard, and it was not her own will.

This realization made her feel a little better, but it was followed by even greater panic.

"All right."

Xiuyuan's voice sounded at the right time, breaking the deathly silence in the living room.

He walked up to Hua Daizi, his tone calm and composed, with a soothing power.

"Ma'am, it seems that the situation is more complicated than we thought. Now, you need to call the police."

Hua Daizi trembled all over, raised her head blankly, tears welled up in her eyes, and she completely lost her mind.

Xiu Yuan didn't look at her again, but turned to the side, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number. His voice was still flat:

"Rinko, it's me. I'm sending someone to the Akizuki residence. There's been an accident here. Also, I'll send you a sample later. Contact the Taimanin to analyze the composition and source as soon as possible."

He gave a few brief instructions and hung up the phone, as if he was dealing with a trivial matter.

In the living room, all that was left was Kayoko's suppressed sobbing and Ai Li's figure standing there with a pale face.

Xiu Yuan walked up to her, without any extra words, stretched out his arms, and embraced the little girl who was still trembling violently.

Ellie's body suddenly stiffened, like a frightened animal.

But then, the familiar scent with a hint of sandalwood and the steady, powerful heartbeat gave her tense nerves an outlet.

She no longer resisted, but instead, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, her small hands tightly grasped the hem of Xiuyuan's monk's robe, and she buried her face deeply in his arms. A muffled voice, filled with tears and fear, came out intermittently:

"Brother Xiuyuan, I...I didn't mean to do that. I was just, I was so angry that I kicked him. Who told him...but I didn't think about why he stopped breathing. Did I...did I kill him?"

The more she spoke, the more panicked she became, her words became incoherent, her body shook even more violently, and her tears soaked Xiu Yuan's shirt.

She really just wanted to teach that pervert a lesson and didn't think anyone would die.

Murder, this word is too scary.

Xiuyuan patted her back gently, his movements steady and regular, with a soothing power.

He looked down at the little girl in his arms who was almost collapsing, and his voice sounded calmly in her ears:

"Okay, don't think so wildly."

These understated words carried a strange persuasive power.

Xiuyuan released one hand and gently wiped away the tears from her cheek.

The body in my arms finally stopped shaking so violently.

After the huge fear was forcibly suppressed, Ai Li only felt waves of fear and grievance, as well as complete dependence on Xiu Yuan.

She buried her face in Xiuyuan's arms again. Although she was still sobbing softly, it was more of an emotional release after she had calmed down.

She hugged Xiuyuan tightly, as if he was the only reef in the storm.

Xiu Yuan held her in his arms, his eyes swept calmly across the living room, landing on the body on the sofa, with a barely perceptible indifference flashing across his eyes.

The sound of sirens came from far away, and soon, several uniformed police officers appeared at Qiuyue's door.

The leader was an experienced middle-aged police inspector. Seeing the scene in the living room, his brows knitted slightly.

The hostess was crying and in a trance, there was a motionless man on the sofa, a little girl with a pale face hugging the hostess's shoulders, and a young monk whose temperament was out of tune with the surroundings and who was too calm.

The routine questioning began. The police split up, one officer comforting and questioning the obviously frightened Akizuki Hanayoko, while the other faced Akizuki Aili, who clung to Shuen, occasionally glancing at him for support.

"Little sister, don't be afraid. Tell your uncle what you saw."

The young police officer who was questioning Ai Li tried to slow down his tone.

Ai Li sniffed, her eyes still red. She tugged at the corner of Xiu Yuan's clothes, her voice trembling slightly, but she still repeated her previous words clearly...

"Did you kick him?"

The police questioned.

Ai Li's body stiffened, and she subconsciously shrank behind Xiu Yuan, whispering:

"...Yeah, I kicked him a little because I was mad at him... He made me uncomfortable..."

On the other hand, facing the questioning of the middle-aged police inspector, Kayoko was even more incoherent, just repeating that she was drunk.

Finally it was Xiuyuan’s turn.

He looked calm and simply repeated what he had said to the mother and daughter.

The preliminary on-site investigation and rapid forensic examination soon produced results.

There were no obvious fatal external injuries on Takashi Akizuki's body. Combined with the testimony of his family members, the high concentration of alcohol detected in his blood, and the half-empty sake bottle found at the scene, the preliminary conclusion is that he died of acute alcohol poisoning followed by cardiac arrest, and it was an accidental death.

After hearing the conclusion of accidental death, Ai Li's tense body obviously relaxed. She breathed a long, almost exhausted sigh, and her eyes looking at Xiu Yuan were full of relief for surviving the disaster and a stronger dependence.

Huayoko was still immersed in great confusion and grief, and the police's conclusion did not seem to mean much to her.

After the police finished collecting evidence and taking statements at the scene, Rinko Akiyama arrived with two women wearing black tight combat uniforms and with cold temperaments.

Their movements were swift and silent, completely different from the police's methodical style. As soon as they entered the room, they automatically ignored Hua Daizi who was still in a daze and Ai Li who was next to Xiu Yuan, and walked straight towards the small medicine bottle marked by the police.

One of the team members put on special gloves and carefully used precision instruments to extract the few drops of dark liquid left in the bottle, while the other team member quickly opened a small suitcase containing various analytical equipment.

Rinko walked to Xiuyuan and bowed slightly:

"Sir, the sample has been obtained."

Xiu Yuan nodded and his eyes fell on the team members who were operating the equipment quickly.

After a few minutes, the analysis results appeared on the suitcase screen.

"grown ups,"

The team member in charge of analysis stood up and reported, his voice calm.