The police officer climbed into the freezer, put on gloves and used tweezers to carefully put the piece of skin tissue in the freezer into the bag and sealed it.
As the evidence collection work was completed, Qiao Zhixian, who was standing by, also began to breathe unsteadily.
According to previous reports, she was lying in the freezer. Now, once the test results come out, the truth will be revealed.
Before Officer Li led his men away, he looked at Ji Linting meaningfully. With rich experience in handling cases, he seemed to have already made a conclusion in his mind.
"Doctor Ji, before the test results come out, you must be prepared to be summoned at any time!"
After saying that, he left with a group of people, leaving the terrified family behind.
I anxiously circled around Jiang Xi, nagging her to rush to the hospital for treatment. Unexpectedly, she forgot about the revenge she had suffered just now because she had no one to back her up. She stood in front of Ji Linting and Qiao Zhixian, her eyes red and she asked hoarsely, "Ji Linting, do you really not care whether Chu Yuan lives or dies now?"
"You know what? Chuyuan just came into my dream and she said she was dead!"
Her voice paused, her throat seemed to be choked, and every word she spoke was like sand and pebbles mixed with blood, which were spit out from her mouth with difficulty.
"She was covered in blood, her hands and feet looked like they were chopped off, and her soul was in tatters. You have no idea how miserable she was..."
Finally she couldn't continue.
He squatted on the ground, covered his face and cried bitterly.
Ji Linting's whole body froze in place.
Every word Jiang Xi said rang in his ears like a huge bell.
What comes to my mind is the scene when he saw me for the last time in the freezer.
Tension, anxiety and a huge wave of panic returned.
He stood there in a daze, not understanding why he was in such a polarized and tangled state of mind.
It seemed that as long as Qiao Chuyuan was alive, he hated her betrayal and hated her for killing his mother.
When Qiao Chuyuan died, it was as if his soul had been sucked out of him. He had no place to put his hatred, and his heart felt empty and painful as if there was a big hole in it.
Cold liquid flowed from the corners of his eyes, drop by drop, as if it would never stop flowing.
It seemed like it was him crying, yet it seemed like it wasn't him.
finally.
Captain Li led his men to retreat.
Jiang Xi, the careless girl, finally remembered to go to the hospital to treat her hand. I was anxious to follow her and could only watch her back, helplessly being sucked back to the group by the huge suction force...
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At night, I searched the manor for a long time but couldn't find Ji Xing. I couldn't help but worry about this child who hurt me so deeply. I was worried that something would happen to him because of Qiao Zhixian's rumor that he was not her biological son.
I huddled helplessly on the balcony and counted the stars.
All I recall in my mind are the scenes of those two years when I held Chenchen in my arms in that small space, leaning against the window and gazing at the night sky together.
He would kiss my cheek, wipe my tears, and comfort me with his most sweet baby voice, "Mom, we will be back. Dad and brother must miss us too!"
But now, I'm back, and he has turned into a handful of ashes.
I don’t even know where his ashes are now?
Zhou Binchen took it away, did he treat it well?
Just as I was daydreaming, a terrified and miserable scream came from the direction of Ji Linting's bedroom.
I floated over in a hurry.
Ji Linting was sitting on the bed with cold sweat on his face, his eyes wide open with fear as if he had seen a ghost.
I floated up to him and danced around in a playful manner, thinking he could see me.
Unexpectedly, he was like a madman, pulling his hair hard with lifeless eyes, muttering to himself, "Impossible, impossible, she won't die..."
Looking at the handfuls of hair he was pulling out of his hands, I took a step back with interest, ready to admire his madness.
It seems like this is a nightmare.
I haven't even entered his dream to scare him, and he's already broken down?
At this time, Qiao Zhixian, who lived in the next room, forgot to wear slippers. She ran over in a panic wearing a silk suspender nightgown and hugged Ji Linting to comfort him, "What's wrong, Linting? Stop pulling my hair..."
She tried to stop him from abusing himself with a look of heartache on her face, and the worry in her eyes was very similar to the affectionate look I had back then.
Ji Linting nestled in her arms and gradually calmed down, but his whole body was still shaking uncontrollably. "I dreamed of Chuyuan. She... rushed over to beat me, covered in blood. She also... also..."
As he spoke, the look of horror on his face intensified, and his voice trembled as if he had experienced it himself. "She stabbed me in the back of my hand with a knife, dug out my liver, and…"
He couldn't continue speaking, and with a scream, he broke free from Qiao Zhixian's arms, fell off the bed, and staggered into the study.
Qiao Zhixian and I followed him and saw him sitting at his computer desk in his study, making video calls over and over again to the detective he had sent abroad to follow me.
When the call was connected, Ji Linting's furious voice spread throughout the building, ordering the other party to immediately broadcast the real-time updates of the other "me" on the other side.
The detective on the other end seemed helpless, so he pointed the video camera at a car not far away.
All of a sudden, the camera switched, and the scene that suddenly appeared made the air in the entire study drop to freezing point in an instant.
Ji Linting stared at the computer screen, his gentle and soft face gradually twisted into the appearance of an angry beast.
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