He said sincerely and gently, "Ms. Yu, I know this is hard for you to accept, but there's no time to waste. The sooner we perform the autopsy, the sooner we can find the evidence. Your parents won't have died in vain. So, let's sign this document, okay?"
Forget about the autopsy. Even he, a police officer who has been working for two years, couldn't bear to look at a body like that, so how could he let her see it?
She won't be able to bear it and will go crazy. Just sign this document, just sign it.
Somehow, Yu Yan suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on the two pieces of white cloth.
Mu Sen was so quick that he didn't have time to stop him, and the two pieces of white cloth were just uncovered by Yu Yan.
It was a charred corpse, its face revealing nothing of its original appearance. The body reeked of burnt skin. Remnants of fabric clung to its skin.
That dress was Yu's father's favorite. It was sewn by Yu's mother herself, stitch by stitch. The workmanship wasn't great. It was rough, you could say. But Yu's father treasured it so much that he wouldn't touch it unless it was a special occasion.
Yu Yan didn't know how he could still hold on. Little by little, he moved to another corpse. He couldn't see the corpse's appearance either, but he recognized the bracelet on her wrist at a glance.
That was the engagement gift that Yu's father gave to Yu's mother. Yu's mother wore it on her wrist for more than 20 years and never took it off.
At this time, Yu Yan's face was pale, his hair was disheveled and his eyes were dull. He really looked like a wooden man without a soul.
Mu Sen was extremely flustered. He covered the two pieces of white cloth again, walked to Yu Yan's side, and said, "Don't look at it, just sign it directly."
Yu Yan took the document from his hand and signed the two words "Yu Yan" without any hesitation.
Mu Sen opened his eyes wide in surprise.
What's going on? Seeing her like this, he thought she couldn't accept the fact that her parents had passed away for a while. This document might have to be postponed for a few days.
But unexpectedly, she signed it so resolutely without any hesitation.
For some reason, Mu Sen not only did not feel relieved, but became even more panicked.
I always feel that there is something wrong with Yu Yan at this moment. He is too quiet and too dull.
This was in stark contrast to the self-deception he had just experienced outside the police station.
Yu Yan signed the letter and walked out the door step by step. His thin figure wandered around here, giving off a strange and eerie feeling.
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