Looking at Sang Zhenzhen's body, Sang Jueqian felt disbelief.
Sang Zhenzhen is dead?
Just die like that?
Why....
A forensic doctor came with them and went straight forward to examine the patient and made a preliminary determination of the cause of death.
Sang Zhenzhen had many wounds on her body, and it was obvious that she had been abused.
The wound was not treated and became infected, and the whole person was in a state of dehydration. These multiple factors led to Sang Zhenzhen's death.
It can be said that Sang Zhenzhen's death was very painful.
After knowing the cause of Sang Zhenzhen's death, Sang Jueqian still found it hard to accept it.
Although her relationship with Sang Zhenzhen had always been bad, she had never thought that Sang Zhenzhen would die like this.
Looking at Sang Zhenzhen's miserable appearance, Sang Jueqian felt confused.
Li Junyan came over at this time and pulled Sang Jueqian's arm, "Qianqian, are you okay?"
Sang Jueqian came back to his senses and shook his head at Li Junyan, "I'm fine! It's just a little...unbelievable."
"Things in this world are unpredictable." Li Junyan whispered, "There are too many things in this world that we can't imagine."
Wang Cun also came over at this time. "Yes, many things in this world are beyond our expectations. Boss Sang, don't be too sad. Do you need help transporting the body back?"
"I've already troubled Minister Wang a lot. I won't bother him with this matter anymore. I'll contact professional personnel to handle it."
Wang Cun was not too persistent and nodded when he heard it. "Okay, then let's make some records and inspections of the surrounding area and then take the people back first."
"Okay, Minister Wang, take care. I won't see you off."
"No need to send it off. Boss Sang is busy with important matters."
Sang Jueqian had never attended a funeral before and didn't know who to contact, so he could only call Sang Changping first.
Sang Changping has not lived in this city for many years, so he actually doesn't know.
Sang Jueqian knew this. The purpose of her calling Sang Changping was not to let Sang Changping solve the problem, but to let Sang Changping tell Sang Weimin about this matter face to face and slowly.
Sang Weimin has always looked in good health, but he is old after all. Even if he looks fine at other times, problems may easily arise if he suffers a blow.
This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly in a few words over the phone. Sang Jueqian was worried because he could not see Sang Weimin's reaction, so he had to use this method.
Sang Changping was shocked when he heard the news of Sang Zhenzhen's death. After talking to Sang Jueqian for a few words, he hung up the phone with a complicated tone.
After hanging up the phone with Sang Changping, Sang Jueqian called Wang Chen again and asked Wang Chen to contact the people at the funeral home.
Wang Chen has lived in this city for so many years and has experienced a lot. Although he cannot be said to be experienced, at least he is not completely in the dark.
Facts have proved that it was right to find Wang Chen.
Not long after, someone called Sang Jueqian and claimed to be from the funeral home.
After chatting with the other party for a few sentences, Sang Jueqian added him on WeChat, sent him his location, and waited for him to come over.
When Wang Cun and others were about to leave, people from the funeral home just happened to come over.
Wang Cun was not in a hurry to take people away. Instead, he watched the people from the funeral home carry the body into the car. After talking to Sang Jueqian for a few words, he took people away.
Sang Jueqian instructed the funeral home staff, "First, find a freezer to preserve the body. I'll let you know what to do next."
Watching the funeral home's car gradually drive away, Sang Jueqian and Li Junyan got into the car together.
Sitting in the car, Sang Jueqian still sighed deeply, "Lezhi, I really didn't expect that she would die like this."
Since they were young, she and Sang Zhenzhen had disliked each other, and when they grew up, the conflict became even more out of control.
But no matter how much he hated Sang Zhenzhen, Sang Jueqian just didn't want to pay attention to her and was too lazy to look at her, and never thought of letting her die.
Sang Jueqian was just thinking when he felt his hand being held.
It was also at this time that Sang Jueqian realized that his hands had become frozen cold without him knowing when.
Sang Jueqian turned her head and met Li Junyan's worried eyes. "Qianqian, don't think too much. Let's go back and see our parents and grandpa first!"
"Yeah!" Sang Jueqian nodded, "Then let's go back first!"
Sang Jueqian noticed the change in Li Junyan's address, but pretended not to hear it.
Anyway, their marriage is a foregone conclusion, so Li Junyan can shout whatever he wants!
Li Junyan was worried about Sang Jueqian, so he drove the car.
The car was driving on the road, neither fast nor slow.
An hour later, it finally stopped.
Before Sang Jueqian and Li Junyan got out of the car, the courtyard gate opened and Sang Changping and Fei Yuying walked out.
As soon as Fei Yuying saw Sang Jueqian, she quickened her pace and walked to Sang Jueqian's side and grabbed Sang Jueqian's hand.
"Qianqian, is this true? Is the news confirmed? Could it be a mistake?"
Although the truth was cruel, Sang Jueqian could only speak the truth, "Mom, the news is correct. I saw the body with my own eyes. It has been sent to the funeral home and is being kept there for the time being!"
Fei Yuying's face was full of complexities. "He's such a good person, why does he keep talking about this?"
Even if she doesn't like it, it's still a life, and there's no life-and-death grudge. Fei Yuying was also very sad.
"Mom and Dad, how is Grandpa?"
Sang Changping sighed, "Your grandfather...is sad. After all, she is his granddaughter. When you see him later, try to comfort him."
"I will."
As they were talking, they went into the house. As soon as they entered the living room, Sang Jueqian saw Sang Weimin sitting there looking at Sang Shuran.
Sang Weimin looked nostalgic, "More than twenty years ago, Zhenzhen was about Shuran's age, and looked like this too, fair and clean, and very cute."
Hearing Sang Weimin's words, Sang Jueqian became more worried, "Grandpa..."
Sang Weimin turned around and looked over with a slight smile on his face. "Qianqian is here! Is everything settled over there?"
"It's been handled, but I don't know how to arrange the follow-up... I need to notify my uncle and his family!"
After all, they are a family, and such matters must be notified.
"Well, I've already called them." Sang Weimin said, with a hint of coldness on his face, "But they—"
Before he could finish his words, Song Wanru's crying voice came from outside.
It is true that I only hear the voice but never see the person.
"My poor daughter! How could you be gone? Who could be so cruel? I must seek justice for you!"
This series of cries was so sharp that it almost broke through the sky.
It doesn't sound like they are crying, but more like they are arguing.
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