Chapter 11 Who exactly is it

The forensic doctor looked up and immediately lowered his head and respectfully replied, "Mr. Li, we are not sure yet. According to the evidence at the scene, the deceased is a female who is around 25 years old. However, the exact circumstances need to be determined by autopsy and identification. At present, no family member has come to claim her."

After he finished speaking in one breath, he quietly wiped away the wet sweat on his palms.

Why did he feel that every word he said made Mr. Li's gaze sharper, as if he was nervous?

Li Sicheng's gaze moved away from the stretcher and instructed indifferently, "Go to Jianghaicang's cemetery, bring his ashes and DNA test her."

The forensic doctor looked at Li Sicheng in surprise. Mr. Li meant that the deceased was the daughter of the Jiang Corporation, Jiang Xingyue?

But didn't she go to jail?

As if knowing what the forensic doctor was thinking, Li Sicheng looked at the sparkling river and said, "Half an hour, I want to know the result."

The clear and cold voice seemed to have been dyed with the icy coldness of the river water, causing people feel an inexplicable chill, but it also carried a hopeful sadness.

Li Sicheng kept looking at the river, as if he didn't know where he was looking other than here.

Every time he turned around, he could hear Jiang Xingyue crying in his ear, "Big brother, I'm scared…"

Cigarette butts after another gathered at his feet. In the thin smoke, he saw Jiang Xingyue's miserable smile. "Darling, can you pay off the debt my father owes?"

The forensic doctor hurriedly walked over with the appraisal results. A layer of sweat appeared on his face in late autumn. "Mr. Li, the results are out! I just confirmed the identity of the deceased. It's Miss Jiang!"

Hearing this, Li Sicheng's face suddenly turned pale and his body swayed as he took a step back.

The cigarette at his fingertips fell to the ground, and the starfire dimmed as if it were his hope.

He grabbed the forensic expert report from the forensic doctor's hand, and his eyes were filled with words, but only five words were constantly dilating in his pupils.

"… direct bloodline!"

The forensic doctor carefully looked at Li Sicheng and said, "Mr. Li, I beg your pardon!"

"Impossible, this is not true! You must have made a mistake!"

Li Sicheng tore the appraisal report into pieces, rushed to the forensic doctor with scarlet eyes, and grabbed his collar.

Sky full of scraps of paper scattered around him, like a tight net tightly wrapped around him, the tighter he was, the tighter he was, making him unable to breathe.

"Li … Mr. Li, cough cough …" The forensic doctor struggled desperately. Looking at Li Sicheng's sharp gaze, he had no doubt that he would be strangled to death.

"The result … was done by four people at the same time. There is absolutely no possibility of any mistake! The deceased is definitely Miss Jiang Xingyue."

The forensic doctor was nervous. He didn't do this appraisal. It was all because his collegue, Xiao Li ran too fast. Otherwise, why would he tell Mr. Li this news?

"Fuck off!" Li Sicheng suddenly pushed the forensic doctor away and staggered towards the stretcher.

Jiang Xingyue, how dare she!

How could she dare to die if she still hadn't paid it off?

She was so afraid of pain, how could she dare to set herself on fire?

"Big brother, big brother …"

A familiar voice echoed in his ears again and again.

He knelt down beside the stretcher, trembling his fingers. After a long time, he finally landed on the white cloth. He gently hugged her in his arms, as if he had coaxed her to sleep as a child. He kept whispering in her ear, "Didn't you say you wanted me to accompany you to see this world? Get up, okay? I'll accompany you to see …"

A gust of wind blew over, and his face was cold. Li Sicheng reached out and touched the corner of his eyes.

It is wet.

His fingers paused.

Back then, doctors helped Lin Shanshan, who was covered in gauze, to his bed and told him that Lin Shanshan had given him her cornea. Afterwards, Lin Shanshan's eyesight had always been poor, and she couldn't even distinguish between people.

Otherwise, how could he believe her so easily?

Thinking of this, Li Sicheng's eyes flashed with coldness. He didn't even raise his head and instructed, "Go investigate, who was the person donated my cornea."

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