Unexpectedly, as soon as I came back to the hospital, I received a call from my grandfather, “Cheney, come back quickly.”
I hurried back to my old house, and my grandparents were waiting for me in the study room.
As they saw me coming, Grandpa frowned and handed over Uncle Jacob’s suicide note.
I looked at him with a puzzled face. Grandpa didn’t speak. Grandma said, “After you left, your grandfather was very sad about your Uncle Jacob’s death. We talked for a while. He said he wanted to see your Uncle Jacob’s suicide note and put it away. But as soon as he got it in his hand, he took a look and knew that Jacob didn’t write it. Although the handwriting can almost be the same, Jacob has worked in our family for decades, how can your grandfather mistake his handwriting!”
I suddenly lost my mind. Uncle Jacob didn’t commit suicide? Then who killed him?
I can’t think of anyone.
But to be on the safe side, I had surveillance installed in his room, and no outsiders had access to him.
I opened the app on my mobile phone, projected the surveillance video, and watched the surveillance during this period with my grandparents.
The surveillance screen clearly shows that from the day before Uncle Jacob died until his death, there were only two people in the whole room, Uncle Jacob and Flora. I played fast and watched the monitoring for these two days, but there was no picture of Uncle Jacob writing a suicide note.
The suicide note appeared after Flora and Uncle Jacob had finished lunch.
My grandparents and I looked at each other and could see the shock in each other’s eyes.
If Grandpa hadn’t wanted to put away Uncle Jacob’s suicide note on a whim, we might not have found something strange inside, let alone viewed the video.
If we hadn’t looked at the video, we wouldn’t have found that Flora, who is soft and weak in our eyes, could even do it to her own biological father.
After Uncle Jacob died, she was heartbroken, clinging to the body and staying in the room for so long. Now it seems that she is probably dealing with the evidence left behind.
I shudder at the thought of this.
Grandma looked sad. “How could it be? How could Flora do such a thing?”
Grandpa’s lips trembled, as if he were ten years older again. “Cheney, you can handle this matter. I am old, and your grandmother and I just want to support our lives in the future. You will be the master in the future.”
Before I worried about the ground, Grandpa waved his hand and left the study with Grandma’s help.
Back at the Jade Court, I suddenly remembered the surveillance on the day Romeo was poisoned. I was busy looking for someone to send the surveillance video of that day.
After reading it, I closed my eyes. Uncle Jacob wasn’t at the Snow Court that day, only Flora was there.
So that’s what it is! It wasn’t Uncle Jacob who poisoned Romeo, it was Flora.
Uncle Jacob may have died and never thought that the daughter he was trying to protect would even kill him. I just don’t understand why Uncle Jacob chose to come out and take care of everything for Flora, and why does she want to do it to her own father?
Flora is in the hospital where Romeo is right now. I went to the hospital. First, I found Krista and told her about it. Then I went to Flora’s ward with her. Rashad was there.
Krista and I just arrived at her ward, and she stared at us with hatred. If it was before I knew something about her father’s death, I might feel guilty, but now, I just feel ridiculous. What qualifications does she have to hate us?
“Get out! I don’t want to see you!” She roared.
Rashad looked at me. “Uncle, what are you doing here now? She finally calmed down. Why do you want to stimulate her?”
I just ignored Rashad and looked at Flora. “Don’t you feel guilty?”
Rashad looked stupid. “Uncle, what are you talking about?”
Krista sighs. “We’ve found out that it wasn’t Uncle Jacob who poisoned Romeo at all, but Flora. Uncle Jacob took the blame for Flora.”
Rashad looked shocked. “How is that possible?”
I looked at Rashad. “You know, I can’t stand here and tell you this without hard evidence.”
I looked at Flora, and all she could see was to panic.
Rashad looked at Flora. “Flora, say something!”
Flora remained silent.
After a long silence, Rashad closed his eyes and then looked up at me. “Uncle, even if… even if Flora did it, Romeo is fine now, right? Besides, Uncle Jacob has committed suicide, can’t this one count? Can’t you let Flora go? I will take Flora abroad, and we will never return home again, which will not hinder your way. Is this fine with you? You…”
“Uncle Jacob didn’t commit suicide!” Krista interrupted him.
“What? Then who killed Uncle Jacob? Who was it?”
Despite Rashad’s shock, I stared straight at Flora. “Don’t you feel guilty? Don’t you feel sorry for your father?”
Rashad yelled, “Uncle! Cut the crap! Who killed Uncle Jacob? Go ahead! You…” He turned suddenly and looked at Flora, his pupils dilated.
Then he looked at me, looking pale. “How is that possible? Are you mistaken?”
Suddenly, Flora burst into laughter, which was crazy, just like a complete madman.
I sighed. “Why did you kill Uncle Jacob? He has taken all the blame for you, you…”
“Why did I kill him? Don’t you know why I killed him? If it weren’t for your hard work, how could I do it to my father? I begged all of you, and you wouldn’t let him go. What should I do if he goes to jail? I don’t want to live my whole life under the name of a murderer’s daughter! I will be abused and discriminated against after that! I will never be able to lift my head!”
“Enough! Shouldn’t you pay the price for all your wrongdoings? You are attempting to kill! It was you who did wrong, not your father! He is taking the murderer’s tomorrow for you! Far from being ashamed, you still blame him?!” I roared.
Flora laughed out loud, “He owed me that! If he wasn’t just a servant, I wouldn’t be looked down upon, bullied, and you wouldn’t be taken away by Krista, a bitch! I wouldn’t have gone through this! It’s all his fault. He can’t even help me solve a bitch! What good is he?! He deserves to die! Only when he dies, I won’t lose everything now, and I won’t be pointed at! I think he loves me so much, should not want to let me have that kind of spine poked days, he will be willing to die for me, to… “Her face is no longer weak, but she looked really insane.
“You are mad! You are mad!” Rashad murmured.
Downstairs, there was the sound of sirens.
I sighed. “Forget it, you can talk to the police about the rest! Confess in prison for the rest of your life!” I told her, and took Krista to turn to leave.
Flora’s crazy voice came from behind her. “You can’t do this to me! Cheney, you can’t!!”
Walking out of the ward, Krista clenched my hand, and I knew she was comforting me.
I managed to pull the corners of my mouth at her.
And Krista comes to Romeo’s room. He looks at us and laughs, “Mom and Dad, there you are!”
Krista went in first.
Listening to the child’s laughter and watching Krista and the children’s smiling faces, my melancholy faded a little.
“Dad, come in quickly!”
“Coming!” I answered and came in.
I believe that time can heal all wounds, and life always goes on.
Holding Krista and the child’s hand, I just want to hold the happiness in front of me.