The Complete Guide to Rearing an Alien Boyfriend

Chapter 58 Investigating the Truth
Long Xi lifted Fu Xinjie up and she threw herself into Long Xi’s arms, crying hysterically.

Liu Dazhi had already collapsed and his whole body was red and swollen. He was unconscious.

He was rushed to the hospital. An hour later, the doctor pronounced him dead, despite all efforts to save him. The cause of death was due to the bee stings.

Fu Xinjie’s body was not injured, but because of this experience, she was psychologically scarred. She required psychiatric treatment for what she had gone through.

When Liu Dazhi was sent to the hospital, Fan Xiaolu’s account name suddenly changed to Xu Xian’er.

Xu Xian’er? Was it Xu Xian’er who controlled this red envelope game? But she was dead and her body had been kept at the police station, as the investigation was still in progress. Was it really her ghost?

Xu Xian’er sent another message to the group chat: Now the task is officially released. Those who received the amount of money ending in seven, must find out the truth relating to Chen Qiangjian and Cheng Yilun’s death within three days and bring the real murderer to justice. Whoever completes the task will be rewarded. And those who do not complete the task will be killed by carnivorous butterflies. The countdown starts now.

Oops, the number of money that Long Xi grabbed ended in seven! Although she liked mind games, it would still be a little difficult for her to find the actual murderer in three days!

Li Li asked incredulously, “Are there really meat-eating butterflies in the world?”

Long Xi said, “I once read a story in a book. Many years ago, when a foreign teenager was collecting butterfly specimens, he was attacked by a group of meat-eating butterflies and what was left was only his skeleton! Since that mysterious force can find African killer bees, it’s not impossible for them to find meat-eating butterflies!”

Mo Kun laughed and said, “Long Xi, I also grabbed a seven. Let’s fight side by side!”

Yan Wangchuan had also grabbed the amount of money ending in seven.

He and Long Xi looked at each other. There was quite a bit of empathy between the two of them!

There were three others who had grabbed the number ending in seven. They were Teacher Xu, Jiang Ba and Fu Xinjie.

After a while, lessons ended.

Long Xi wanted to find out about the people around Xu Xian’er because they all seemed to have a so-called motive for murder.

She proposed to visit teacher Xu’s house and Yan Wangchuan wanted to accompany her. But she knew that teacher Xu hated Yan Wangchuan, so she persuaded him not to go.

Yan Wangchuan asked, “What can I do to help?”

Mo Kun said, “Yan Wangchuan, maybe you should do nothing and that will help. I’ll go with Xixi. I can protect her all by myself. What use will you be?”

Long Xi said to Yan Wangchuan, “Brother Wangchuan, you wait for my call. Apparently my cell phone has a signal now; it is no longer blocked.”

Yan Wangchuan said, “Yeah, I noticed that, too. We are able to contact the outside world now. That’s weird. Why is that? Why does that mysterious force allow us to contact with the outside world now? Isn’t it afraid we’ll call the police?”

Lord Mo Kun was really an expert in putting Yan Wangchuan down. He immediately refuted him and said, “This mysterious force is so powerful, what can the police do? And to be honest, even if we tell them everything, would they believe us? We’re on our own! Xixi, I’ll go with you. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you no matter what happens!”

Yan Wangchuan ignored Mo Kun and said to Long Xi, “Then I’ll wait for your call.”

Long Xi and Mo Kun went over to teacher Xu’s house, rang the doorbell and considered how they would carry out their “field reconnaissance”.

Teacher Xu’s house was located at the teacher’s dormitory building next to the school’s student dormitory building.

He welcomed Long Xi and Mo Kun. Perhaps it was because Long Xi was an excellent student and an outstanding class leader. Or maybe it was because Long Xie was about the same age as Xu Xian’er.

He served them tea and took the opportunity to talk about Xu Xian’er’s childhood.

Long Xi saw that his house furnishing was quite simple. Xu Xian’er’s photos were everywhere, which showed that Xu Xian’er liked taking photos, or that teacher Xu liked taking photos of his daughter.

So she hesitantly asked, “May I have a look at school senior Xu’s photo album?”

Teacher Xu immediately went into the room and took out several thick photo albums.

Those photo albums were like a memorial of Xu Xian’er’s youth; they recorded every important moments of her short life.

There were not only photos, but also labels written by teacher Xu himself: My daughter’s first cry, her first bath, her first turning over, her first crawl, her first toddling step, her first lesson in modern dance, her first participation in the school’s modern dance competition, her first prize win and so on.

Long Xi looked at it and couldn’t help shedding tears as well.

Such a young girl in the prime of her life was like a flower destroyed by the cold wind and withering so prematurely. As a father, teacher Xu had to bury his own child; his pain was beyond anyone else’s understanding!

Teacher Xu did not cry. He looked mournful as if his tears had dried up already.

Long Xi felt a bit guilty. Should she be here? Was what she was doing reopening Teacher Xu’s emotional wounds?

When teacher Xu calmed down, Long Xi carefully pointed to one of the photos and asked, “Who is this young man?”

In the photo, a tall, burly, strong boy with big eyes and thick eyebrows was holding Xu Xian’er with his hands, while Xu Xian’er’s posture seemed like she was flying. Both of them had white feathers on their heads and bodies and their faces were full of yearnings as if they were a bird couple who longed for the future, filled with dreams and happiness.

Teacher Xu put on his reading glasses, looked carefully and said, “This is Liuxing, Xian’er’s dancing partner. He is a senior three student, maybe in Class Five, I can’t remember that well. There are many lift actions in modern dance, which are usually performed by strong boys. They have been partners for two years since senior one and have a great tacit understanding between them! In fact, I was not used to it at first, and always felt it’s not appropriate for a man and a woman to have so much body contact. But Xian’er said it was art, and so I was appeased.”

Long Xi saw that there was a line of neat words on the side of the photo: Gong Liuxing to Xu Xian’er.

She asked, “Liuxing’s full name is Gong Liuxing?”

Teacher Xu answered vaguely, “It seems so. I don’t know him very well either.”

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Teacher Xu looked out through the peephole on the wooden door and saw Jiang Ba standing in the doorway, smoking a Brazilian top cigar, with a vicious and arrogant look on his face.

Jiang Ba was accompanied by a group of fighters, including Huang Quanlu, Deng Xian and a few young people whom the teacher Xu didn’t know.

Each of them had a bucket filled with stuff in their hands and nobody knew what it contained.