One of the detectives left early, and the other detective got into the car with Qingting and two bodyguards.
Snow-white ceiling, snow-white walls, snow-white ground, endless white, as desolate as snow.
Several corpses were placed side by side on beds, their bodies covered with snow-white cloth.
The detective walked in front. He was used to seeing this kind of thing and had long been accustomed to it.
But the two bodyguards obviously couldn't bear it, and their faces were as pale as paper.
Qingting walked among them, a cold air shot up from the soles of his feet, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
A man wearing glasses and a white coat came over and introduced himself as Forensic Doctor Jiang. He took them to a bed on the far left. He stretched out his hand and lifted up the white cloth, revealing the swollen and shapeless body.
A stench rushed straight to the door. Qingting couldn't bear it after just one glance. The swollen corpse couldn't see its original appearance and was already rotten. She closed her eyes and covered her churning chest with her hands, feeling uncomfortable.
It's fatal.
The detective reminded in a deep voice, "Miss Ye, take a look clearly, is this really your father?"
Qingting took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to open his eyes, and stared at it for a few seconds, "I can't recognize it, but the gold watch in his hand was a wedding anniversary gift from his wife. He never left her body for a moment.
, there should be a scratch on the back of the watch, and every watch produced by this brand has a number.”
The detective turned it over and saw that there was indeed an invisible scratch. "It seems that the identity can be confirmed. Thank you for your cooperation."
Qingting's heart was heavy, as if he was being pressed by a big stone, and it was difficult to breathe. "You're welcome, but can you confirm your identity this way? I don't think Mr. Ye will die so easily."
The detective was very surprised. She called her Mr. Ye without calling her father, nor did she call her an old thief. Her mood must have been the most complicated.
He didn't know what to say for a moment. "I can understand the feelings of the family members, but the facts and evidence are all there, and no one wants to think about it."
Qingting frowned slightly, feeling very entangled and unable to stay any longer, "Can I leave?"
It was too depressing here, and the smell of decay made her very uncomfortable.
At this time, she really wanted to see Leng Qirui. She really wanted him to hug her, coax her, and call Tingting warmly.
Her face was too pale, and the detective couldn't bear it, but he had to go through the process, "Wait a minute, I need to ask a few more people to sign."
He touched his pocket and said, "Hey, it might be in the car. I'll go look for it. I'll be back soon."
He ran out like a gust of wind. Qingting's chest was churning, and he felt like vomiting. He struggled for a few steps, and there was a "pop" sound, and the sound of his body falling to the ground was followed by another "pop."
Qingting turned around sharply and saw two bodyguards falling to the ground together, their eyes closed tightly, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
The alarm bell rang in her heart, her face changed drastically, and her first reaction was to put her hand into her pocket, press the button, cover her nose with her other hand and walk out.
But her head was getting more and more dizzy, and she was walking with difficulty step by step. Her eyes were getting darker and darker, and she could hardly see the way forward.
She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to prevent herself from falling into the darkness.
Sweat rained down, making the hair on her forehead wet. Her heart was beating wildly, and an ominous premonition wrapped around her tightly.
"Pour." A cold voice cut through the fog and went straight into her chaotic mind.
Qingting's back trembled, and he had already grasped the doorknob. He twisted it but could not open it. It was like a basin of ice water being poured on his head. It was so cold that he shivered from head to toe.