I'm afraid there will be a lot of resistance if I want to perform an autopsy on Xiao Shitou.

Old Zhao waited until Liu Ruoruo had almost finished crying before speaking, "We need to perform an autopsy on the child. You..."

"Autopsy! No, no autopsy. Our little Shitou is already dead. Do you still want to tear him into pieces?" Liu Ruoruo shouted. She saw Zheng Yan standing at the door.

Rush over in a few steps.

"Zheng Yan, please help me speak up. Why does Little Shitou keep calling you uncle?"

"It happened in front of you. I don't ask you to take responsibility, but you can't just stand by and watch the child get ripped open!"

Zheng Yan took several deep breaths. He really wanted to slap this woman in the face!

"Little Stone is dead. Don't you want to know the cause of his death and find out who hurt him?"

"He's already dead, why are you still pursuing him? He's just a child, who has a grudge against him? It was just a fight between children!"

Zheng Yan clenched his hands several times. Damn it, he couldn’t help it!

Hit her!

Song Qingyun grabbed Zheng Yan's hand, his eyes fell on Liu Ruoruo's face, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Comrade Liu, in cases involving homicide, accidental death, or other crimes, the public security organs can still perform an autopsy even if the family refuses."

"The family has the right to know, and we have fulfilled our obligation to inform."

"Little Stone is my child. Why can't I decide whether to dissect him or not? Do you have any bad intentions? Give my child back to me!"

Liu Ruoruo burst into tears. She sat on the ground, looking like a shrew. "The police are bullying me! You're not going to let me live."

"If you dare to touch Xiao Shitou, I will hang myself in front of the Public Security Bureau."