Female Forensic Physician: Bone Collector

Chapter 62 Clarity
It was late at night, and Zhang Yetong, who was lying on the bed, could not fall asleep for a long time. Her mother was not at home, so she had to turn on all the lights in the house.The news that her sister had died overwhelmed Zhang Yetong's heart, and what Liu Chunxiao said made her even more upset.

Are you really too selfish?Zhang Yetong's eyes fell on the only family portrait again, and the last appearance of his father in his memory gradually became clearer.

In that golden autumn more than 20 years ago, my sister left. Not long after, the stubborn father refused to listen to his mother's dissuasion, resigned and left home with self-blame for not taking good care of his sister. Repeatedly, "Trust Dad, you will definitely get Qiuqiu back! You have to trust Dad..."

In the next year or so, Zhang Yetong would lie at the window and look downstairs almost every day, looking forward to the tall father's back appearing on the narrow path, while his father hugged his sleeping sister in his arms.

Until one cold early winter night, Zhang Yetong was about to fall asleep in his little bed, when the door was knocked, and the sound of his mother's crying came from his ears.

Zhang Yetong pushed open the door of the bedroom with sleepy eyes. She never dreamed that her father came back at this time, with a tired face and a lot of weight loss.

"Father, where is my sister?" Zhang Yetong's first thought was where did her sister go, and there was no sign of her sister beside her father, "Is she asleep?"

Zhang Yetong didn't understand why his father looked like he was about to cry, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Father is not good, he is incompetent, and did not find your sister!" Father's words were full of unspeakable apologies.

"dad?……"

"Tongtong, go to sleep, your father is tired, let's talk about it tomorrow!" The mother absently pulled away Zhang Yetong who still had a lot of questions to ask.

She never dreamed that this was the last time she saw her living father.Not long after waking up the next morning, the news came that my father committed suicide by jumping off the building.

For 20 years, she has been trying to understand a question, why did her father commit suicide?Is it really just because of too much guilt that he didn't protect his children?For a moment, Zhang Yetong felt that his father was selfish, and since his sister was not found, wouldn't he still have himself in the family?The same is a daughter, why can't she keep her father's footsteps?

Thinking of this, she sighed deeply, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears seeping from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, the computer made a crisp 'ding-dong' sound like a doorbell, and Zhang Yetong couldn't help but feel moved. She looked up at the clock, and it was already two o'clock in the morning. Who else would send her an email at this time?She sat up from the bed, went to the desk, clicked on the mailbox, and there was an email from the United States on the screen.Only then did Zhang Yetong remember that he had left his email address in the express mail sent out a few days ago.

The letter was sent by the head of a nursing home in South Carolina, USA,

"Dear Ms. Zhang, hello,

Your letter has been received, and I am sorry to hear what has happened to you.

According to the envelope you sent, I asked the relevant personnel and confirmed that it was sent for a deceased Chinese lady in Block B, Building [-], Area A of our hospital. According to her will, we wrote the letter for her. A letter from was forwarded to you.The lady's full name is Angela Chen.

If you want to inquire about the details of Ms. Chen, I suggest you contact her lawyer. We have forwarded your letter to her lawyer.

......"

Zhang Yetong read the letter several times, and finally she leaned on the back of the chair and fell into deep thought. The name Angela is very common abroad. It is not an exaggeration to say that at least three girls out of ten will be called by this name, but, 'Chen' But this surname is very familiar. Reminiscent of Uncle Chen's sudden visit a few days ago, Zhang Yetong was not only a little surprised by this weird idea.She thought about it, and then made up her mind to call the American lawyer mentioned in the email.

The other party can speak Chinese, which made communication much easier. After checking the specific identity, the lawyer told Zhang Yetong that Angela Chen's Chinese name was Chen Dongmei, and that the cause of the hospitalization was the deterioration of an eye tumor.

"Then does she have any relatives who have registered for contact? Did anyone visit her when she was in the nursing home? I want to contact her relatives!"

There was the sound of typing on the keyboard on the other end of the phone. Not long after, the lawyer returned to the phone, "Ms. Zhang, I'm sorry, Ms. Chen did not register an emergency contact person, and no one visited her during her hospitalization. Her. Her legacy went to local charities."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, sorry!"

"Then do you have a copy of that letter?" Zhang Yetong was almost desperate when asked this question.

"Of course, Ms. Zhang. Because Ms. Chen was already at the terminal stage of cancer and she was completely blind in both eyes, so some of her last private legal documents were handled by me. After she dictated this letter, At that time, I asked for a backup copy, just in case you didn’t receive it. I will send it to you now.”

"Thank you! Just send it to my mailbox!"

"By the way, there is one last thing. I think I need to let you know. Although Ms. Chen was seriously ill, she ended her life by suicide in the end."

"Thank you." Zhang Yetong's heart fell to the bottom.

After hanging up the phone, the waiting time seemed to be frozen. Zhang Yetong stared at the computer screen nervously. Finally, she saw the message she had been waiting for for a long time. However, at that moment, Zhang Yetong felt that an invisible hand was approaching. Clamping his throat firmly, almost stopped his breathing;

Xiaotong, I am Meimei, I know what you are looking for, go to my father, just say I want you to go to him, I think, he will tell you all the answers.

Xiaotong, I'm sorry!please forgive me!

(End of this chapter)