Although Qi Bai'an was not young, he did not have any underlying diseases. How could a person drown in the bathtub for no reason?
If the death was hideous, it might be possible to speculate that it was an unexpected myocardial infarction or something like that, but Qi Bai'an died peacefully without any trace of struggle, which made his death very suspicious.
Therefore, when everyone faced Qi Bai'an's death, the first thought that came to mind was murder.
It was stormy at this moment. Unless the murderer had hidden on this small island early, the only suspects were the people in the castle.
Thinking about Second Aunt Qi who has not been found so far, maybe she has also been killed. If so, then two people have died, and these two people are heirs to the property.
Even if Qi Bai'an still has two sons, they can still get a little bit, but compared to what Qi Bai'an can get if he is still alive, it is almost negligible.
As for Second Aunt Qi, she was never married and had no children. If she died, it would be equivalent to losing a share of the property.
Compared with the corpse stored upstairs, this very possible reason of the death is the root that cause the panic among everyone in the castle.
Two of the original six heirs of the Qi family are now dead. On the son's side, only the second and third are left, and on the daughter's side, the eldest and youngest are left.
Together with their family members who originally brought to the castle to celebrate the eightieth birthday, the number is not small, there are at least more than 20 children and grandchildren together, and the murderer is very likely to be one of these 20 people.
The rain outside seemed had no intention of stopping. The young children were placed in a room, and the children's mothers were also watching over them. Sitting in the hall were Grandaunt's children, and several adult grandchildren.
Seeing that the eldest's grandson had finished the phone call, the Second Uncle Qi asked urgently: "How is it? Can they send someone over?"
Qi Bai'an eldest son shook his head: "The police have been called, but they can't come on the island. There is no way the ship can go out to the sea in this kind of weather."
Second Uncle Qi scratched his hair: "What a horrible weather!"
Before he could finish his words, a flash of lightning outside was followed by thunder that resounded through the sky. The sound was so loud that everyone in the room was shocked.
Wen Ran has been staying with his grandma. Old Mrs. Qi, who has experienced big storms, was not frightened by the sudden murder.
She was just a little worried about whether her old sister could accept a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, especially it happened all of a sudden. If it was really someone from this castle who did it, then the murderer might be her children or grandchildren.
Almost subconsciously, Mrs. Qi looked towards her eldest grandson.
Although she also knew that as far as the current situation was concerned, her grandson would not be able to solve the stranded situation caused by the weather no matter how talented he was, but she felt that as long as her grandson was here, it makes her feel at ease.
Qi Yunjing didn't want his grandma to get hurt, so he said, "Grandma, you and Grandaunt should go upstairs to rest together. It's useless to stay here."
Grandma sighed, and the Grandaunt on the side asked the servant to cook some midnight snacks: "Eat something. If it stops raining tomorrow, there are still a lot of things to do. Only by reviving your energy can you have the strength to deal with things."
It was midnight, and most of the people in the living room were men, they didn't like sweet soup. The chef had already gone to bed at this time and it was too late to make noodles. There was a lot of flour, so she simply had someone cook a pot of gnocchi soup.
The Grandaunt said: "Everyone has a bowl to fill their stomachs."
She said to the servant on the side: "Go and make a cup of cereal." Then he looked at Grandma: "Don't eat this, it's too late. Young people and our digestion power is incomparable, so just drank a cup of cereal and went up to rest."
Soon the servant brought a cup of cereal, and everyone else had a bowl of gnocchi.
Since Qi Tianmin passed away and the Grandaunt took charge of the family, although she will not interfere with the affairs of Qi's company, because all the equity is in her hands she has a great say in the Qi family.
She always has a very serious face, so the younger generations of the Qi family are accustomed to obey her. Even though they can't eat much at the moment, they still behave honestly. They took the bowl handed over by the servant and ate one bite at a time.
Qi Yunjing held the bowl but did not eat. Wen Ran, who was sitting next to Grandma, also did not eat. When the Grandaunt saw it, she smiled at him and said, "You don't like it? There are also some snacks. If you are hungry, you can just eat some."
As soon as the Grandaunt finished speaking, the lights in the hall suddenly flashed. Even though the doors and windows were closed, there was a strange wind in the hall. Invisible to everyone, a small dark figure rushed down from upstairs, seemingly trying to hit a young man in the hall.
But he was just a disembodied ghost. Even though he exhausted all his strength, he still passed through the young man's body. But the little boy didn't give up and rushed over again and again, bringing up gusts of sinister wind in the room.
Everyone who was eating was shocked. How could there be wind in the room?
The Third Uncle Qi quickly stood up and called to the servant: "Has a window been blown open? Go and see where the wind is coming from."
Just when everyone was panicking, a flash of light popped up from Wen Ran's fingertips and flew across the room.
The little boy's body, which had been passing through time and time again, suddenly seemed to be in contact and knocking the young man away from where he was. The bowl he had not put down in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces all over the floor.
The person who was knocked away was Qi Bai'an's eldest son Qi Wenting.
After Qi Wenting was knocked to the ground, he was stunned. He clearly felt that something had pushed him hard just now, but there was no one around him just now.
This scene was also seen by others, they saw Qi Wenting jump up and falling backwards. This strange scene, coupled with the dark wind coming from nowhere, made everyone feel a sudden shock.
The calmest person in the room was the Grandaunt. She looked at the soup and broken fragments scattered on the ground, didn't know what she was thinking.
Grandma was a little panicked by this sudden change. Wen Ran said: "Grandma, let's go upstairs first."
Grandma quickly grabbed the Grandaunt's hand: "Let's go up first."
Wen Ran put his hand on the back of Grandma's hand: "Grandaunt maybe have to stay and take care of some housework."
The Grandaunt also smiled at Grandma. Compared when facing the group of children, the warmth between her eyebrows was undisguised: "Go up, I will be back in a moment."
Grandma was full of uneasiness, but did not get up. She sat firmly next to the Grandaunt.
When Wen Ran saw this, he didn't try to persuade her any more. Qi Yunjing also came over and protected the old lady behind him.
Some people looked at the changes in front of them and shuddered inexplicably: "What, what's going on?"
And the little devil on the ground was showing his shape bit by bit.
Suddenly there was a little boy in the room. A little boy with pale skin and looked like he was not alive. Even a group of grown men were shocked by this scene, not to mention a few girls, it would be very brave not to faint from shock.
Wen Ran put his hand on Grandma's shoulder: "Don't be afraid, Grandma, that kid won't hurt anyone."
Among these people, the one who quickly regained composure about this kind of thing was Grandma.
When her husband was still alive, he like these things. The engagement between her grandson and Wen Ran also came from a dream after his death, so Mrs. Qi was very calm when seeing this kid.
Apart from those who were frightened to the point of screaming, the one who was most shocked and unable to recover was Qi Wenting.
Even though he turned into a ghost, even though he hadn't seen him for more than 10 years, he still recognized the kid at a glance.
He was his brother, who died 15 years ago.
Qi Wenting almost subconsciously blurted out: "Brother..."
The kid with empty eyes looked at his grown-up brother. His stubbornness and coldness seemed to slowly fade away. He opened his mouth, probably wanting to shout out the other person's name, but in the end he just said hoarsely: "Don't eat, go quickly..."
Qi Wenting instinctively rushed towards the kid, but his whole body was directly thrown away and he could not touch him at all: "Brother! Have you been here? Have you always existed like this all these years? Why didn't you show up before? Why didn't you come to see me? Mom is no longer here. Brother, you are all gone. You, have you seen dad? Dad, are you there too?"
The kid lowered his eyes and shook his head: "No, you, go away quickly. Leave here, and never come back again."
Qi Wenting tried to pull him, but his hand could only pass through the kid's body. Qi Wenting hurriedly asked: "How did dad die?"
At this question, a group of people nearby who had huddled up because they saw ghosts immediately held their breath. Before, they only thought about murder, but now their world view has been shattered. The truth about the death becomes infinite possibilities!
The kid glanced in the direction of the group of people next to him. Among them were uncles and aunts he was familiar with, as well as younger brothers, sisters, and even nephews and nieces he was unfamiliar with.
In the end, the kid just said: "Don't check, don't ask. He is responsible for his own death. I owe you my life, Wenting, leave here and don't come back again."
Before leaving, the kid walked up to the Grandaunt and said softly: "Uncle is always here. Always."
After saying that, he turned towards Wen Ran and bowed: "Thank you." He knew that if it weren't for this person, his brother would never see him again. If he hadn't helped him, his brother would have eaten that bowl of food. He failed to save his aunt and father, but at least he protected his younger brother.
Wen Ran looked at the kid curiously: "You didn't hate?"
The kid didn't kill those two people, and would even try to stop the murder because of what he did just now, but his death was indeed caused by his father and his aunt. Doesn't he hate?
The kid seemed to want to smile at Wen Ran, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open the stiff corners of his mouth.
When the kid disappeared from the hall, everyone heard the kid's last words, he said: "Because we are relatives."