Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

One criminal policeman left beforehand, and another criminal policeman got into the car with Qingting and two bodyguards.

Snow-white ceiling, snow-white walls, snow-white ground, endless white, desolate as snow.

Several corpses were placed side by side on beds, their bodies covered with snow-white cloth.

The criminal policeman walked in the front. He was used to this kind of thing, and he had long been used to it.

But the two bodyguards obviously couldn't take it anymore, and their faces were as pale as paper.

As Qingting walked among them, a cold air rose from the soles of her feet, and goose bumps all over her body.

A man wearing glasses and a white coat greeted them, introduced himself as Forensic Jiang, took them to the leftmost bed, stretched out his hand, and lifted the white cloth, revealing the swollen and disfigured corpse.

A stench rushed straight to the front door, Qingting couldn't stand it after just one glance, the soaked and swollen corpse couldn't see its original face, it was already in a state of exhaustion, she closed her eyes, covered her writhing chest with her hands, feeling uncomfortable terribly.

The criminal police reminded in a deep voice, "Miss Ye, look carefully, is this really your father?"

Qingting took a deep breath, summoned up the courage to open his eyes, and stared at them for a few seconds, "I don't recognize it, but the gold watch in my hand is a wedding anniversary gift from his wife, and he never leaves his body for a moment. , there should be a scratch on the back of the watch, and every watch produced by this brand has a number."

The criminal policeman turned it over and saw that there was indeed a slightly invisible scratch. "It seems that the identity can be confirmed, thank you for your cooperation."

Qingting's mood was heavy, like being pressed by a big rock, and it was difficult to breathe. "You're welcome, but can you confirm your identity in this way? I don't think Mr. Ye will die so easily."

The criminal policeman was very surprised. She kept saying Mr. Ye, not calling her father, or scolding the old thief. Her mood should be the most complicated.

He didn't know what to say for a moment. "I can understand the feelings of the family members, but the facts and evidence are all there, and no one wants to."

Qingting frowned slightly, very tangled, and couldn't stay any longer, "Can I go?"

It was too depressing here, and the smell of decay made her very uncomfortable.

At this time, she really wanted to see Leng Qirui, and really wanted him to hug her, coax her, and give her a warm shout out to Tingting.

Her face was too pale, and the criminal police couldn't bear it, but they had to go through the process, "Wait a minute, I still need some signatures."

He touched his pocket, "Hey, it might be in the car, I'll look for it, I'll be right back."

He ran out like a gust of wind, Qingting's chest was heaving, and he wanted to vomit uncomfortably, struggling to walk a few steps, there was a "boom", and the sound of the ** falling to the ground was another "boom."

Qingting turned her head sharply, and saw two bodyguards fell to the ground together, with their eyes closed tightly, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

The alarm bell sounded in her heart, and her face changed drastically. The first reaction was to put her hand into her pocket, press the button, and cover her nose with the other hand and walk out.

It's just that her head became more and more dizzy, and it was difficult for her to walk step by step, her eyes became darker and darker, and she could hardly see the way ahead.

She gritted her teeth and used all her strength not to let herself fall into the darkness.

Sweat rained down, wet the hair on her forehead, her heart was beating wildly, and an ominous premonition wrapped around her tightly.

"Fall." A cold voice cut through the fog and rushed straight into her chaotic mind.

Qingting's back shivered, his hand was already on the doorknob, but he couldn't open it after twisting it, like a basin of ice water poured over his head, from head to toe, shivering with cold.