"Alright, I'll go take a look." Song Weimin frowned slightly, but still got up and walked out.
Everyone knew that the Song Family was second only to the Zhao Family in the capital, and in the latest ranking of the four great families in the capital, the Song Family had already surpassed the Qian Family to rank second. The original Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li Four Great Families had become the Zhao, Qian, Song, and Yuan Four Great Families, and in the end, they had become the current Zhao, Song, Qian, and Bai Four Great Families. The Zhao Family was still unmoving, and the relatively low-key Qian Family was still maintaining its position. The Song Family had risen to second place, and with the destruction of the Yuan Family, the Bai Family that Bai Xiao Lei belonged to had finally become one of the four great families.
With the Song Family's current status, Song Weimin's ability, and Song Weimin's identity as a direct descendant of the Song Family, it was obvious that Song Weimin could get a better job than just being the leader of a homicide squad. However, in the end, Song Weimin did not change places.
On one hand, Song Weimin actually liked his current career as a police officer, and on the other hand, he had already realized that no matter how much he climbed up, he would never be able to compare to someone. Therefore, there was no point in him climbing up, and he was not of much use to the family. In that case, he might as well continue to do what he was used to.
The person Song Weimin wanted to surpass was actually summer, but he had already realized that the gap between him and summer was constantly widening, which made him feel a little disheartened, especially a few days ago, when he received news that the young miss he admired the most was actually with summer, like a couple flying together. This gave him a deep blow, and even though he had always known that he was not worthy of the young miss, in his heart, he still had a sliver of luck, but now, this sliver of luck had been completely shattered by summer.
"That damned son of a bitch in the summer!" Not only did this bastard get his little sister, he even took over the young miss. Right now, the Song Family had become his backyard, and the two women who decided the life and death of the Song Family had become this bastard's women. As for him, even if he, Song Weimin, worked hard and obtained a higher position, what could he do?
In fact, it wasn't just the Song Family, the four great families in the capital had all become the back gardens of the summer. The two beautiful sisters of the Zhao Family had also been taken in by the summer, and as for the Qian Family, Qian Duoduo had already become the one in charge of the accounts for the summer, and everyone knew that the Bai Family's Bai Xiao Lei was the summer's little brother. If it wasn't for this relationship, how could the Bai Family be ranked among the four great families?
In fact, many people understood that the current capital had already indirectly become the territory of summer.
"Young Master Wei Min, you must seek justice for our family!" A somewhat sorrowful and indignant voice woke Song Weimin up from his thoughts. Then, he saw a white-haired old man who looked somewhat familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered the identity of this old man. Needless to say, this old man did indeed have a bit of a relationship with the Song Family.
This old man's surname was also Song, and his name was Song Zi Geng. In fact, Song Zi Geng had nothing to do with the Song Family in the capital, but Song Zi Geng took out the Song Family's genealogy from an unknown era, proving that his ancestors and the Song Family's ancestors in the capital were once a family. Then, Song Zi Geng would come to the Song Family to greet and give gifts during the holidays, and over time, although Song Zi Geng was not able to truly become a member of the Song Family in the capital, he was still recognized by the Song Family.
"Uncle Geng, what happened?" Song Weimin was quite polite to Song Zi Geng.
"Young Master Wei Min, our family's Song Qian, let, let that bitch Tang Beina, kill, kill …" Song Zi Geng's tears streamed down his face as he spoke.
"Uncle Geng, sit down first and speak slowly." Song Weimin frowned slightly and turned to look at You Si. "Pour Uncle Geng a glass of water."
"Yes, team leader." You Si quickly poured a cup of water and found that Song Zi Geng was still standing. She pulled a chair over and said, "Uncle, please sit first. Don't cry. Only after you explain the matter clearly will our team leader be able to help you. Otherwise, we won't know what happened."
Song Zi Geng nodded, wiped his tears, sat down, and after calming down a little, he began to narrate the whole story.
Song Qian was Song Zi Geng's only son. Although his name was homophonic, he knew how to earn money, and after Song Zi Geng climbed up the Song Family's tree, Song Qian's business grew even bigger. Now, he had a net worth of over a hundred million, and when a man had money, he would often think of changing to a better wife. About a year ago, Song Qian had changed his wife, a beautiful model called Dai Bina.
Song Zi Geng had always disliked his daughter-in-law, but Song Qian insisted on doing so, so Song Zi Geng had no choice. However, just a few days ago, Song Qian suddenly died without any warning. The forensic autopsy said that he died suddenly, and the police treated it as an accidental death, not a murder. However, Song Zi Geng believed that Dai Bina had definitely murdered his son, and the police who were originally in charge of investigating this matter had already ignored him. With no other choice, Song Zi Geng could only come here to find Song Weimin, hoping that Song Weimin could seek justice for his son.
"Uncle Geng, you said that Dai Bina killed Song Qian. Do you have any evidence?" He also knew a little about the matters between Song Qian and Dai Bina. From the bottom of his heart, he actually couldn't bear to see Song Qian marry a little model and felt that it was very shameful. However, he wasn't familiar with Song Qian, so he naturally wouldn't care about this matter.
Actually, Song Weimin didn't have a good impression of Song Qian, but his impression of Song Zi Geng wasn't bad. Now that Song Zi Geng had come to beg him, he still wanted to help Song Zi Geng.
"Young Master Wei Min, I don't have any evidence, but I know that she definitely did it. She married Song Qian for her money, and now that they've only been married for a year, Song Qian is dead. Song Qian has always been in good health, how could he suddenly die? Young Master Wei Min, please help me find out. "Song Zi Geng looked at Song Weimin with pleading eyes.
Song Weimin pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Uncle Geng, I promise you, I will investigate this matter thoroughly. How about this, you go back and rest first. If there's any news, I will inform you."
"Thank you, Young Master Wei Min. Then I'll go back first." Song Zi Geng nodded. He knew that Song Weimin would keep his word and not be perfunctory with him. Therefore, he was finally at ease after receiving this promise.
Song Zi Geng quickly left, while Song Weimin turned to look at You Si. "Bring me all the information related to Song Qian's death."
At the first branch of the hospital in the capital.
Yi Xiao suddenly raised her head and looked at the door. There was no one at the door, but about three seconds later, a person appeared in her line of sight. It was a young woman who wasn't considered pretty but was very dignified.
"Madam Yue, do you need me to treat you?" Yi Xiao smiled faintly.
"Godly Doctor Yi, if I'm sick, I'll know it myself." The dignified woman also smiled faintly. If Xia Chen was here, he would definitely be able to recognize her. This dignified woman was Madam Yue, Lu Xiaoying, whom he had met once before.
"Senior Sister Lu, you are indeed sick." Yi Xiao suddenly changed the way she addressed him. "Otherwise, you should be a good Madam Yue and not come looking for trouble with me!"
"Junior Sister Yi, although your medical skills are better than mine, my medical skills are not bad either. I know very well whether or not I'm sick." Lu Xiaoying also changed the way she addressed him and smiled at the same time, "If Junior Sister Yi is envious of my identity as Madam Yue, I actually don't mind giving it to you. Unfortunately, Mr. Yue is already dead, and even if I wanted to give it to him, it wouldn't be that easy. If Mr. Yue was still here, as long as you nod your head, the position of Madam Yue would definitely be yours."
"Senior Sister Lu, the identity of Madam Yue is the only thing you can rely on. To me, it's nothing." Yi Xiao smiled faintly. "The things that you treat as treasures are worthless to me!"
Lu Xiaoying smiled, "I forgot that Junior Sister Yi doesn't want to be Madam Yue, but Madam Xia."
"Senior Sister Lu, you are a smart person. You and Yue Zhifeng originally had nothing to do with each other, but once he died, you immediately gave yourself the title of Madam Yue and obtained the support of Old Man Yue. I have to say, this move of yours is quite brilliant, but I don't understand, why would a smart person like Senior Sister Lu suddenly make such a stupid move?" Yi Xiao Yin shook her head gently. "Could it be that Senior Sister Lu, you really have something wrong with your head?"
"Junior Sister Yi, there's no point in talking fast. We're all smart people, so let's get straight to the point." Lu Xiaoying smiled slightly, "I want a 51% share of the Yi Ren Pavilion hospital chain, as well as the position of the Sect Leader of the Yin Doctor's Sect. As for you, you can retreat unscathed and live the rest of your life without worries."
"Are you dreaming?" Before Yi Xiao Yin could speak, A'Jiu could not help but reply. At this moment, she finally understood that the person who had instigated Jiang Dali to cause trouble for the young miss was Lu Xiaoying!
"Junior Sister Yi, I told you long ago that a servant is a servant. You can't be too good to a servant, otherwise, she will think that she is the master. Lu Xiaoying shook her head and sighed.
"Senior Sister Lu, A'Jiu and I are like sisters. She understands what I mean very well. Just as she said, you are dreaming." Yi Xiao said indifferently, "As fellow disciples, I don't want to go overboard. However, don't say that I didn't warn you. If you insist on making a ruckus, I'm afraid you'll really have to become Madam Yue. Yue Zhifeng is very lonely in the underworld. Perhaps it's time for you, his wife, to accompany him."
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