"Mm." Zhang Tianle nodded.
"Um, wait a minute..." Just as Zhang Tianle was about to hang up the video call, Lin Tianchu suddenly stopped him: "Master, I want to ask, was my nephew's illness caused by a misdiagnosis at the hospital? Otherwise, how could he have lost his life just from having a hemorrhoid removed?"
“Hmm. Your nephew’s illness has a bit of a mystical element to it.” Zhang Tianle nodded: “If you had collected evidence and called the police directly back then, it would have been more reliable than trusting a ‘police officer’ on the internet.”
"Metaphysics?" Lin Tianchu was a little confused.
His nephew isn't a wealthy or powerful person, so why would he be involved with metaphysics?
At this moment, one of Fang Tianci's two subordinates suddenly spoke up: "You should report this to the local metaphysics association. However, it's been seven years, and it will be a bit difficult to find evidence, unless your nephew's body is still there."
“It’s still here!” Lin Tianchu replied immediately. “Back then, I felt there was something fishy about my nephew’s death, so I didn’t allow it to be burned and kept it in the morgue.”
Fang Tianci's subordinate suddenly froze.
This works?
He remembered that although the hospital morgue could store corpses, it couldn't possibly keep them for that long, could it?
And isn't this against the rules?
"I bribed people with money. That's why it's been kept."
Lin Tianchu's answer stunned everyone present.
However, considering that he could be swindled out of 700,000 yuan in seven years, it seems that Lin Tianchu, even if he is just a working-class person, is a high-level one.
“If the body is still well-preserved, then you could try contacting your local metaphysical association,” he continued.
“It’s no use. His nephew’s body has already been cremated.” Zhang Tianle directly rejected his suggestion.
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