Because I had to write a script, I went back that day.

But in just a couple of days, my best friend called me to go see a play.

Several police officers arrived at Li Hui's house.

Sun Li collapsed on the ground, Li Hui comforting Sun Li.

I was puzzled and asked my best friend, "What's the situation now?"

My best friend chuckled, "The incident at your house is enough for me to write a novel. Your daughter dug up the graves of the elderly couple from the countryside a couple of nights ago, smashed the urn, and it rained heavily that day, washing all the ashes into the sewer. Now your ex-husband's parents are completely gone."

"The people at the funeral parlor saw the graves being destroyed, checked the surveillance footage, and reported it to the police. It was your daughter Sun Qin who did it."

Indeed, Sun Qin was capable of such things.

Sun Li was already heartbroken over the loss of his parents, and now he has nowhere to go to pay his respects during Qingming Festival. It's even more tragic.

Sun Li fell to the ground, crying uncontrollably. After a few words of comfort from the police comrades, they were about to leave.

But Sun Li stopped them, saying, "Police, I, I want to report a crime."

My best friend, still puzzled, asked, "What's going on?"

I replied, "Sun Qin, she killed someone."

My best friend was stunned.

Not long after, the police took Sun Li away.

Sun Li and Sun Qin should be at the police station.

Soon, I also received a call from the police station.

"Li Rong, this is the police station. There's a case of intentional homicide. We would like you to come and assist with the investigation."

I hung up the phone, and my best friend followed me.

Because it involved a loss of life, I went in alone in the end.