More than an hour later, at the entrance of the morgue of Banan District People's Hospital.

I was sitting on the plastic chair in the corridor with a dull look on my eyes. The cell phone in my pocket had never been cut off since twenty minutes ago. Three eyes, Lu Bobo, and Wang Jiashun took turns to call me, but I was not in the mood to answer the phone at this time, and I only sent a text message to everyone.

The cold air that was extremely cold in the morgue wrapped around my whole body, and the coldness of people was even colder.

Li Zeyuan led a few policemen and forensic doctors in and out to make materials, take photos and videos.

Listening to the painful crying sound of Da Tao coming from the morgue, two lines of clear tears instantly slid down my cheeks.

"Tait..."

A messy footsteps sounded, and Zhongte, Wang Xinlong, Dandan, and Jiang Jingya hurriedly ran over.

"Boss, that office building has a back door. When we passed by, there was no one left." Wang Xinlong walked up to me, and halfway through the question, he sighed "ah" and stepped into the morgue.

Jiang Jingya's little face was tense, and her eyes were red and she sat next to me lightly: "Husband, don't you worry, right?"

I stretched my hands to wipe the snot and tears on my face and shook my head: "I'm fine, you guys will help Xiaotao prepare what he needs for his funeral."

Zhongte bit his mouth and said, "Let Xiaoya accompany you for a while, let's prepare."

I sobbed and looked at the dripping ceiling, tears and snot flowing down uncontrollably.

Jiang Jingya hugged my shoulder and persuaded her heartbrokenly: "Husband, just cry if you want to cry, don't hold on."

I bit my mouth and shook my head hard: "I'm fine, just let me calm down."

Jiang Jingya took out the cigarette box from my pocket, lit one for me, and advised me with a choked sob: "Husband, please smoke a cigarette, it will be more comfortable to smoke a cigarette."

Another sound of footsteps sounded, and Liao Guoming and Zhang Shuai walked over in a hurry: "Langlang, what's going on? Why are there such a good person gone?"

Jiang Jingya hurriedly said to me: "Don't ask, he feels uncomfortable."

"Oh..." Liao Guoming patted his forehead with a heart-wrenching heart and quickly walked into the morgue.

Zhang Shuai squatted in front of me gently and said, "If you need help, don't be polite, we are allies."

Hearing Zhang Shuai's words, he wiped the tears hard and begged to her: "Sister Shuai, you have more connections in Banan District than me. You must help me find out who the boss of that office building is and who runs the gym in the building."

"Okay, I'll ask you right away." Zhang Shuai nodded his head without hesitation, stood up and said, "You...you should be mourning and follow the changes. Bobo is so anxious. If you have time, please call him back."

At this moment, Wang Xinlong's scolding suddenly came from the morgue: "You guys are lying on the grass, you are sick, you are all gone, you don't think about catching people, let's just dig here!"

Li Zeyuan's voice also came out: "I can especially understand your feelings, but this is a legal process that must be followed. We need to determine the real cause of death, and we also need to understand the true identity of the deceased. Please understand more."

Da Tao's roar sounded immediately: "I'm sure you're numb. This is my brother who is lying down. Even if you die, you won't leave him a whole body. You won't bully enough, right?"

Hearing the noise inside, I stood up with a chair. I didn’t know if it was lack of oxygen or mood. As soon as I stood up, my eyes suddenly turned dark and I staggered to the ground.

"husband."

"Wang Lang, are you okay?"

Jiang Jingya and Zhang Shuai quickly supported me with their arms and helped me up.

"I'm fine, it's scary inside, don't go in." I broke free from the two of them and walked into the morgue.

Inside the room, Wang Xinlong, Da Tao and Zhongte's eyes were red, blocking Xiao Tao's body. Li Zeyuan led several forensic doctors and criminal police to stand opposite him. The two gangs stared at each other with big eyes. Liao Guoming stood in the middle, constantly waving his hands to dissuade him.

"What are you doing?" I asked with a frown.

"Wang Lang, I especially understand your feelings. It is bad news for relatives and friends to die, but human feelings cannot be greater than the law. Letting you enter the morgue during this period is already my best to be able to be compatible. Don't hinder our normal work. Is it okay?" Li Zeyuan held the brim of the hat on his head and looked at me with a serious expression: "I can guarantee you that we will bring the murderer to justice."

I sniffed and almost begged: "Can you leave him a whole body, okay?"

"Don't worry, how to decipher and how the forensic doctor will sew it, I can guarantee this." Director Li Ze breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest to promise: "In addition, I have contacted the mortician of the funeral home to restore his original appearance as much as possible."

"Can you leave a whole body for my mother, my brother?" My emotions suddenly broke out. I grabbed Li Zeyuan's collar and roared with my teeth and claws: "The others are gone, why do you still torture him!"

"What are you doing, let go!"

"Wang Lang, don't be impulsive."

Several criminal police officers hurriedly surrounded me and stretched their hands to pull me.

"It's okay, you all retreat first." Li Zeyuan waved his hand at his colleague, staring at me with his eyes curled up, and spoke calmly: "He is now beyond recognition. With just his clothes, how do you prove that he is his brother?"

Datao growled with tears on his face: "I saw it with my own eyes."

Li Zeyuan frowned and argued: "Does what you see must be true? It's more than ten stories high and the falling speed is so fast. What do you tell me how to see?"

"Tait..."

Outside the morgue, a slight sound of footsteps sounded. Jiang Jingya walked in with tears in her eyes. She moved her footsteps to me, stretched out her warm little hand and held it on the back of my hand, shook her head slightly and persuaded: "Husband, let's not hinder the work of the police. The longer the time it is delayed, the harder Xiaotao will be buried. Do you want to do this?"

When I heard Jiang Jingya's words, my sadness arose from my heart, and tears fell from my heart again without any effort.

Jiang Jingya put her shoulders on my shoulders and turned to the others and said, "There is no one left. Apart from the sadness, how to solve the problem of what we have to do now. Don't be restless anymore. The more you are, the more uncomfortable you are, the more uncomfortable you will only make Lang Lang feel. Follow the arrangements of the police comrades."

Yi Gan's man bit his mouth and gently lit his head.

After saying that, Jiang Jingya looked at Li Zeyuan again and begged sincerely: "Captain Li, I hope you can trust your words and help Xiaotao restore his original appearance as much as possible."

"Yes." Li Zeyuan sorted out his collar and pointed his head, and looked at me at the same time, "Go back and have a good sleep. After the results are revealed, I will notify you as soon as possible. You must control your temper during this period. My colleagues are investigating and collecting evidence. If you are sure...

I pressed my voice and asked, "I'll find a way to help you find the culprit, when can you catch people?"

"Langlang, you are too tired. Let's go back and rest first. I will negotiate with Team Li about the matter here." Liao Guoming took a step forward and pulled me out of the morgue with Jiang Jingya.

After leaving, Liao Guoming lowered his voice and said, "There are so many people inside, how do you ask Li Zeyuan to answer? Your mood is so fluctuating now. Listen to me, don't think about anything. I will discuss the funeral with your brother."

I roared in tears: "How can I not think about it? I watched Xiaotao fall and fell in front of me. He was only twenty-one, twenty-one years old, Guoming, I have never seen or played with anything, and it just disappeared. He followed me wholeheartedly, but in the end, I got such a result, I... I'm so fucked."

Before I finished speaking, I squatted on the ground, slapped myself hard, and burst into tears.

"Xiaoya, get him back first, otherwise he will easily drive himself crazy." Liao Guoming gently patted my back and signaled to Jiang Jingya: "Don't worry, my second uncle has asked many friends from the mountain city to inquire about Yang Chen's group of people. As long as there is news, I will tell you."

A few minutes later, I left the morgue under Jiang Jingya's persuasion.

As soon as I walked out of the building, I saw Chen Huajiao squatting next to the flower pond, unconsciously smearing on the ground with his fingertips, holding a cigarette in his mouth. I paused and said hello in a low voice: "Brother, do you know too?"

"Have you been feeling uncomfortable? If you are feeling uncomfortable, I will tell you some news I just got." Chen Huajiao raised her eyebrows and waved to me.

"What news?" I leaned over to him and asked in a low voice.

"Bang!" Chen Huajiao raised her arm unexpectedly and slapped me directly.

Jiang Jingya pushed Chen Huajiao away angrily and said, "What are you doing!"

"Sister-in-law, please give it up first." Chen Huajiao pulled Jiang Jingya away, stepped in front of me, grabbed my collar with one hand, and cursed: "As a wolf, I am the master of the six gods at the critical moment, I slap this slap for your brothers. It's understandable that you feel uncomfortable if you die, but if you can cry, you can't, others can make arguing and make a fuss, you can't. If you have the ability to set up a stall, you have to have the courage to see life and death."

I touched my hot cheeks, calmed down inexplicably in a state of irritability, and lit my head hard: "Yeah..."

"If you feel that you can't hold on and admit defeat, there's no problem, brother." Chen Huajiao growled with his eyes: "I'll sell all the industries under your hands later, follow my brother back to Lin County, and at home, I can protect you in everything, so you can be a coward."

"I can hold on..." I roared with my eyes.

"What did you say?" Chen Huajiao smiled grimly: "The voice is so small, don't you eat?"

I broke free from Chen Huajiao and roared in my voice: "I can hold on, I can fucking hold on!"

At this moment, Datao ran out of the building in anger and shouted at me: "Lang Ge... Is there a problem with that corpse..."
Chapter completed!