"It's Mr. Evan who said that the young master died four years ago. He has always been afraid of the influence of the Li family, so he dares to hand over the young master's remains today." He Shuo said in a trembling voice, tears falling on his wrinkled face.

This is like a bomb, bombing Gu Xiaoai's world.

"Four years ago?"

Gu Xiaoai opened his eyes in shock. Chu Shixiu died four years ago?!

"Mr. Evan found me a while ago, and I learned about the young master's death. He asked me to give you medicine and listen to those recordings. If you did, you would wake up in your dreams and naturally tell some facts... "He said standing aside.

Uncle he is really a loyal servant.

Do so much to find out who killed Chu Shixiu.

"You see that? I didn't Gu Xiaoai said, his hand holding the letter was shaking.

"That's Li Jue Feng. He must have done it

"No way!" Gu Xiaoai once again retorted excitedly that his reaction was even bigger than just now. His eyes were staring at uncle he's face. "Uncle he, Evan is a man of unknown origin. How can you believe him?"

"He has no grudge against the young master. Why did he make up these words..."

"Have you checked him? He is responsible for everything Gu Xiaoai put the letter back into the wooden box, with a trembling fingertip, "bring Evan out for me!"

"Yes, Miss Gu."

……

Gu Xiaoai is sitting on the sofa, and her body is very weak. It seems that at the moment when he Shu says that Chu Shixiu died... Her whole body collapsed.

"Why did you wake me up at night?"

Evan He was escorted out of the room by the bodyguards, covered his lips with fists and yawned. When he saw everything in the living room, his eyes became dignified.

When his eyes finally fell on the pile of things on the coffee table, Evan could not help laughing gently. "So fast... I thought it would be at least a week or two before Miss Gu could find out something was wrong."

"Why are you doing so much?" Gu Xiaoai's face became cold.

"It's very interesting. It can make you fall into a kind of dream without self-examination." Evan said with a smile, "and slowly, after you listen to more of the same voice, it will be like hypnosis, let yourself unconsciously imagine this kind of picture, whether in a dream or reality."

……

Looking at his plain expression like a cup of black tea, Gu Xiaoai couldn't help clenching his hand.

"How are you, Miss Gu? Isn't that a good feeling? " Evan smiles at her. "Not everyone can experience it."

Uncle Hester stood aside, looking at Evan, and finally began to realize that he was being used.

"Is he really dead?" Gu Xiaoai asked suddenly.

"What?"

"I ask you, where is Chu Shixiu?"

"Dead." Evan was so happy that he stretched out his hand and plucked his flaxen short hair like Chu Shixiu. "He died miserably and sank to the bottom of the lake. The blood dyed the water red..."

"I ask you where he is!" Gu Xiaoai raised his voice and said.

She didn't want to listen to his narration word by word

"It's been four years... I picked him up from the Lake four years ago. After he died, I cremated him." Evan said calmly.

Cremated?!

So she couldn't find out if she wanted to? Then everything can be said by him

"Don't play tricks on me!" Gu Xiaoai glared at him angrily, "what's your purpose?"