C243 Be grateful to the murderer

In the living room, on the sofa, leaning on two old men, Helian Yichen rushed forward quickly.

"Father... Mother, who is it? Who killed you? " Helian Yichen stretched out his hands shakily. If one only looked at his face, they would think that the two old men had fallen asleep.

The two old men leaned against the sofa, Mother Han's head rested against Father Han's shoulder. They looked so calm