Chapter 1317 Xie Feng Is Dead

One day later, Fu Yancheng got the news.

Xie Feng's car fell off a cliff and was scorched. There was a body burned to ashes in the car. It is currently impossible to identify whose body it was.

When he received the call, his mind felt like a thunderbolt struck him.

Wen Sihe spoke very quickly.

"The accident happened on the way to You County."

"He didn't say what he was going to do in You County?"

"without."

Fu Yancheng's fist hit the wall next to him and he took a deep breath.

"Check who Xie Feng has been in contact with recently."

"After checking, the only people I saw before leaving were Bo Huai and one of his subordinates. His subordinates were in the same car as him. I don't know whether the person who died is Xie Feng or one of his subordinates. , the body has been highly carbonized, and we are still waiting for the DNA monitoring results."

Wen Sihe's voice also sounded panicked.

Fu Yancheng wanted to return home almost instantly. He subconsciously felt that Xie Feng might have been dragged down by what he told him.

But after he was forced to leave China, all his identity information has been restricted, unless he crosses illegally.

Smuggling is a crime in itself.

He took a deep breath and contacted his people who were still in the country to check on Xie Feng's situation.

At this moment, the corridors of the Imperial Hospital were already crowded with people from the Xie family.

The appraiser announced with the final report.

"The deceased is Mr. Xie. I hope everyone can express their condolences."

The corridor became quiet for a moment, and then a burst of crying broke out.

Wen Sihe was so frightened that the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

He stared in disbelief and waited for a long time before he recovered.

He quickly walked to the lounge on the other side to find Qin Bohuai who had just finished the operation.

"Bo Huai, the person who appraised it must have made a mistake. Go and take a look. How could Xie Feng die? There must be something wrong! Bo Huai, go quickly. Go check again!"

Qin Bohuai underwent three hours of surgery. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and his face was full of exhaustion.

He raised his hand and patted Wen Sihe on the shoulder. He didn't say anything, but the meaning he wanted to express was already obvious.

Accept the truth.

"impossible"

Wen Sihe muttered this sentence and sat down on the chair next to him.

"Impossible!! How could Xie Feng die so easily? There must be something wrong somewhere. Yancheng had just been abroad for a few days, and something happened to Xie Feng. No, I have to go to North America. I have to find Yancheng. city."

"Sihe."

Qin Bohuai stopped the person with a very quiet expression on his face.

"Stay well in the country. This matter may not be something you and I can get involved in. If Xie Feng became like this because of what happened in Yancheng, then if you go to see Yancheng now, you will be the next target. I have already I don’t want to lose any more friends.”

Wen Sihe was confused, and while he was smoking, tears were streaming down his face.

"Bo Huai, I always feel that everything is developing in an uncontrollable direction. It suddenly became like this, and I was caught off guard."

He took a puff of cigarette and was confused for a minute before his eyes became determined.

"I have to figure out what's going on."

He threw the cigarette into the trash can next to him, opened the door and walked out.

Qin Bohuai stood quietly by the window, listening to the cries from the Xie family outside the corridor, and sighed slightly.

Yes, how could things become like this?

Not long after Wen Sihe walked out of the hospital gate, he saw a black car parked outside.

Just as he was about to walk over, the car door opened and a gentle woman stepped out.

The woman held the bag in her hand, and when she saw him, she greeted him gently.

"Mr. Wen."

Wen Sihe suddenly remembered that this seemed to be S.M's Zhuang Wan, Sheng Mian's assistant.

"Is something wrong?"

"Mr. Xie, how is he?"

"died."

When Wen Sihe said these two words, he choked up and became angry.

One or two, they were all caught off guard when something happened.

If you really treat people as brothers, will this be the case?

He strode to leave. When he got in the car, he couldn't help but glance at Zhuang Wan.

Zhuang Wan stood on the roadside and said something after a long time.

"Thanks."

She seemed relieved, but also a little confused.