Lin Fan walked like he was walking a dog.
That’s right, walking the dog!
Finally, we arrived at the county hospital.
"Everyone, disperse!"
Lin Fan waved his hand.
Although everyone stopped, they did not leave.
They might be very curious about why Lin Fan brought the coffin to the hospital.
At this moment, Zhao Dezhu and Qin Fang also rushed over after hearing the news.
They were also shocked when they saw the black coffin.
"Xiao Lin, who's in there?"
Zhao Dezhu asked cautiously.
"Xiao Chengchuan!"
Lin Fan said calmly.
"He...he was killed by you?"
Zhao Dezhu began to stutter when he spoke.
Murder is a serious crime.
"He's just in the coffin, but he's not dead."
"I think he must be suffering worse than death right now."
Lin Fan smiled.
"I'm glad you're not dead."
Zhao Dezhu breathed a sigh of relief.
"So how are you going to deal with this?"
Qin Fang asked worriedly.
"Let him kneel before Uncle Fang and repent!"
Lin Fan spoke word by word.
Everything he did today was for this purpose.
Zhao Dezhu and Qin Fang fell silent.
They also knew that Lin Fan needed an outlet for his inner anger at the moment.
"Xiao Lin, don't worry and do it boldly."
"If there's anything, I'll take care of it for you!"
Zhao Dezhu patted his shoulder.
"President Zhao!"
A warm feeling surged in Lin Fan's heart.
What he did today could be considered a huge disaster.
However, Dean Zhao was able to say such words.
"Xiao Lin, you are from our hospital."
"If we don't help you, who will?"
Qin Fang added a sentence from the side.
The president and vice president expressed their support in simple and honest words.
"Thank you, Deans!"
Lin Fan nodded.
Then he said to the bodyguards, "All of you get out!"
The bodyguards looked at each other and seemed to be still hesitating.
After all, the boss is still in the coffin!
"Xiao Chengchuan's situation is over. Do you want to be torn to pieces by them?"
Lin Fan smiled and pointed outside the yard.
Thousands of eyes are staring at them eagerly.
Without a word, they lowered the coffin.
Then, he slipped away without looking back.
"President Zhao, President Qin, please do me a favor."
"Find someone to take this coffin to the morgue!"
Lin Fan spoke.
"good!"
Zhao Dezhu immediately called a few security guards.
Several people worked together to carry the black coffin to the door of the morgue.
"You all should just mind your own business."
Lin Fan waved his hand.
"Xiao Lin, if anything happens, remember to tell me."
Zhao Dezhu gave a worried reminder.
"Um!"
Lin Fan nodded.
Zhao Dezhu and his companions immediately left tactfully.
"Bang!"
Lin Fan slammed the coffin hard.
The coffin, which had long been unable to bear the weight, finally broke apart.
Xiao Chengchuan rolled out and gasped for breath.
His face was bruised and swollen, and he looked extremely miserable.
"What's it like inside the coffin?"
Lin Fan squatted down and looked at him.
"Mr. Lin, you are so wicked!"
Xiao Chengchuan finally caught his breath and immediately started cursing.
"I am immoral?"
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, "Compared to what you did, what I did was nothing."
After saying that, he grabbed Xiao Chengchuan by the collar of his clothes.
He was forcibly carried into the morgue door and then thrown inside.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Xiao Chengchuan shuddered all over and recognized that this was the morgue.
"Aren't you brave?"
"Why? Are you afraid sometimes?"
Lin Fan laughed sarcastically.
"When did I say I was scared?"
Xiao Chengchuan still spoke stubbornly, but hugged his shoulders with both hands.
The temperature in the morgue dropped below zero, making it unbearable.
"Then look who this is?"
Lin Fan opened the refrigerator.
The zipper of the body bag was opened, revealing Uncle Fang's pale face.
"I don't know him!"
A trace of panic flashed across Xiao Chengchuan's eyes, but he still refused to admit it.
"It seems you are really tough!"
Lin Fan stepped forward and kicked him hard.
"Bang!"
Xiao Chengchuan cried out in pain, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"Since you've forgotten, I can tell you."
"The man who died was Fang Liangyu. He was just a retired elementary school math teacher before he died."
"And his son, Fang Zongwei, was also killed by you."
Lin Fan's eyes were like knives, extremely sharp.
"What does this have to do with me?"
Xiao Chengchuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"You killed these two people!"
Lin Fan spoke word by word.
"Don't frame me. This matter has nothing to do with me."
Xiao Chengchuan denied it outright.
"Smiling Tiger, do you really think you do everything perfectly?"
"You won't leave any evidence?"
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes.
Xiao Chengchuan's heart skipped a beat.
Does he really know something?
"If you have evidence, call the police and arrest me."
"Why go to so much trouble?"
Xiao Chengchuan suddenly grinned.
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