It takes a lot of difficulty to understand the old man's words, but when he understands them, it breaks people down.

When Lan Yanxi saw grandpa's messy handwriting, she almost fainted again. Grandpa's pen writing has always been very good. Lan Yanxi's calligraphy was taught by his grandfather, but the paper in front of him is an instruction manual, which shows that he only wrote it when he had no choice.

"Damn Lan Lin, I'm going to find her." Lan Yanxi couldn't bear it anymore, she must go to Lan Lin to take revenge, even if she is the granddaughter of the Lan family, she should be severely punished for such heinous bad things.

"Yanxi, do you want to avenge your grandpa? I have a way. Can you imitate your grandpa's handwriting?" Ling Mofeng was still calm. Seeing the collapsed state of the woman in his arms, he felt distressed and worried, and then quickly thought of a solution.

Lan Yanxi was short of breath, and looked up at Ling Mofeng: "I can, but I don't imitate very much, but I know some habits of my grandpa's writing."

"It's okay, you just need to write it as I said." Ling Mofeng touched her long hair gently, Lan Yanxi's brain was a little blank, and she tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart.

Ling Mofeng turned around and said to Chu Lie: "This is the instruction manual for a computer, go and get me an identical one."

Chu Lie immediately turned around and went to work. More than an hour later, he walked in with an identical manual in his hand.

Ling Mofeng had already written a few words by hand, and she handed the note to Lan Yanxi: "You write it as I said, and we can go to Lan Lin to confront it now."

Lan Yanxi stretched out her hand to take it, and saw Ling Mofeng wrote a few words with a clear direction on it. She was taken aback for a moment, and then she understood what the man wanted to do to trick Lan Lin.

That's right, this is really a good way, Lanlin is confident, just because there is no evidence to prove her mistakes, but if this evidence comes from her grandfather's self-report, then Lanlin will definitely be shocked.

Lan Yanxi closed her eyes to calm herself down, then took the pen, and quickly copied the passage written by Ling Mofeng on the back of the manual. The old man has the habit of carrying a pen with him, so imitating his handwriting only needs a black steel smile.

After Lan Yanxi finished writing, she broke out in a cold sweat, for fear that her imitation was not in place.

Ling Mofeng comforted her: "Don't be nervous, Lanlin must be guilty, she won't carefully identify the authenticity of these words, besides, you imitate quite well, I have seen the old man's pen and ink."

Lan Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief, and she suddenly found that only with this man by her side, she would not be afraid of anything, as if he could solve all the difficulties in time and save her from all worries. Ling Mofeng asked Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan to bring Lan Yanxi to the door to question Lan Lin. He still has very important state affairs to deal with today, so he couldn't leave.

When Lan Lin heard that the police came to question her, she broke out in a cold sweat, and then she pretended to cry all night, and went downstairs to be questioned emaciated.

Mrs. Lan was very disturbed when she saw the police officers. Lan Chen hadn't slept all night, and now she woke up from the fright.

"Lan Lin, do you know who wrote these words? And this manual, do you remember that it was included with the computer when you bought it?" The police cut directly to the topic and handed the manual to Lan Lin.

Lan Lin took it with trembling hands, and saw a paragraph written on it. The general content was that she tricked the old man out and took it to the cemetery. The old man wrote on it that his heart was hurting and he was about to be unable to breathe.

When Lanlin saw the instruction manual, her brain went bang. Of course she recognized the instruction manual. However, she was driving at the time and didn't pay attention to whether grandpa in the back seat had written anything, but she did find grandpa's pen in the car. She had already thrown it on the side of the road. She thought that grandpa's pen had accidentally dropped it, but unexpectedly, he actually wrote these words on the instruction manual for her computer.

"What does this mean?" Lan Lin immediately reached out to tear it off, but was subdued by a policewoman.

"Let go of my daughter, don't arrest her, she didn't commit a crime." Lan Chen and Mrs. Lan San rushed over, but were restrained by a few words from the police.

Lan Yanxi walked in from outside the gate. In her hand, there was actually some evidence. It was the surveillance from the hospital, which showed a woman wearing a mask wandering around the hospital corridor many times, as if she was looking for the way. Lan Yanxi was very familiar with Lan Lin. Even if she covered her face, she could recognize her at a glance.

"Lan Lin, don't you admit that this is a premeditated crime? You went to the hospital several times, but you didn't step into grandpa's ward, let alone go to find grandpa, but turned around in the hospital. Are you looking for a chance to do it?" Lan Yanxi smashed the photo in Lan Lin's face fiercely.

Lan Lin couldn't dodge in time, and was actually cut by one of the photos, and a thin bloodstain was cut on the temple.

Lan Lin stared at those photos, and suddenly laughed like crazy, the laughter was harsh.

Lan Chen and his wife were frightened, startled and anxious, looking at their daughter who lost her composure with worried faces.

"Xiaolin, don't admit it. You can't admit what you didn't do." Mother Lan immediately yelled, trying to remind her daughter to calm down.

But Lan Lin seemed to be greatly stimulated, her laughter slowly turned into sadness, tears came out of her eyes, and she gritted her teeth in hatred: "I just asked him to take the company back, but he didn't talk about the choice with me. What choice do I need? I only want money, the money that belongs to our Lan family."

Seeing their daughter's suddenly ferocious expression, Lan Chen and his wife turned pale with fright. JrNovels.com