Hope of Reopening a Severed Path

At those words, her body heated up as usual, even the roots of her ears burning. But enough of that...

Lin Xiaosu only got up after nine that morning and strolled downstairs to the detective agency.

Miao Ruolan had prepared breakfast for him as usual.

After breakfast, he told Ruolan he planned to go home for a visit, then climbed onto her little motorcycle. Just as he started the engine, he spotted two elderly people.

The elderly couple entered the detective agency. Thud!

They knelt before Zhou Xi.

Zhou Xi grew flustered. "Uncle Ding, Aunt Song, please don't do this..."

The old man looked up, tears streaming down his face. "Without your help, Miss Zhou, no one would ever have known my son had been wronged. He couldn't even rest in peace... Miss, he can't kneel before you, so this old man will do it for him..."

"Uncle Ding, Detective Lin handled yesterday's case. He..."

Lin Xiaosu started the motorcycle and sped straight off.

The elderly couple were Ding Shuang's parents.

They had hurried over as soon as they learned the details of yesterday's case.

Originally, they had only wanted some security in their old age—to keep the home their son had bought them.

And chances were they wouldn't even have managed that.

But once the case passed through Lin Xiaosu's hands, he avenged Ding Shuang, allowing him to rest in peace beneath the Nine Springs, and secured all their son's assets for the elderly couple.

Yes, all of Ding Shuang's assets would go to his parents.

Because the suicide note had been forged.

And because this so-called son wasn't actually Ding Shuang's son at all.

The child's parents had committed murder and forged the suicide note. Naturally, all three members of that family lost their inheritance rights.

As the