Although the explanation became more reasonable, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. An Ning reached out to take the stack of photos, and as she did so, she called out to Jiang Yu, "There's a new discovery here."
Jiang Yu, who had been wandering around the room like a headless fly, rushed toward An Ning without stopping after hearing her cry.
"What discovery..."
His voice grew softer and softer until it was completely silenced.
Even though Anning didn't answer his question, he already knew what the situation was.
Anning's discovery, barring any unforeseen circumstances, should be the stack of photos she was holding.
As soon as he got close to Anning, he saw the contents of the top photo in the stack.
It was a bloody mess whose original appearance was completely obscured. Because of the distance, Jiang Yu could not clearly see the severed hands and feet of what appeared to be an underdeveloped infant in the photo.
Fortunately, he didn't see it, otherwise he definitely wouldn't have this expression now.
An Ning ignored Jiang Yu's expression after seeing the photos, and simply spread them out one by one on the dusty table so that they could all see what the photos were about.
Anning was left alone outside looking at photos that were seven stars in terms of gore.
The best time to have an abortion is within two months. Going earlier will cause certain harm to the pregnant woman, and the earlier the better. Therefore, a small number of people choose to have an abortion within that time period. Most people have an abortion after seven months. It is too strange that that hospital could collect so few photos of stillborn babies from abortions before seven months of pregnancy.
And that thick stack of photos... even if we assume each photo represents a stillborn infant, there must be at most a few dozen.
An Ning's brows furrowed slightly as she thought of that, and she loosened the pressure of her fingers a little.
Where are those photos?
Or did that hospital not do anything that could be considered shady?
The problem is that An Ning's mental fortitude is frighteningly weak; if it were someone else, they definitely could have withstood it.
It is a large number.
What does it mean that a gynecologist doesn't have that many photos of stillborn babies? It means that very few people come to that hospital for abortions, and just by looking at the bloody, tiny babies, they must be over seven months old to have died.
An Ning turned around to look at Jing Ke with a blank expression, and then blinked again in confusion when she saw the dilapidated door that hadn't been opened yet. "Where did he find the key?"
He sounded very reluctant, but he still agreed.
Do you have any crucial clues?
Have you found the key?
ha?
Jiang Yu let out a long sigh of relief and fled from that place, then began rummaging through drawers and cabinets elsewhere.
The stack of photos were all similar, with the main characters all being covered in blood. Most importantly, the bloody mess in almost every photo was too similar, meaning that each photo featured the same protagonist.
An Ning paused for a moment, staring at Jiang Yu for a while before saying, "Okay."
It's not unusual for a gynecology hospital to have few patients undergoing abortions, but it's strange that so few women are having abortions before seven months of pregnancy.
Just as you were pondering where those photos came from, Jiang Yu suddenly said, "An Ning, what's he doing? The key has been found!"
But Jiang Yu stopped her after she had only spread out about ten photos. His expression was indescribably ugly. "Sister, I'm begging you, sister. You can look at them yourself. I really can't take it anymore."
The tone conveyed the idea that slowness should be condensed into substance.
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