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It's clear that Ms. Yang Tao is usually quite reserved, and I happen to have a desire to learn more about her.
Hey everyone, can you guys be a little more normal? Stop using these weird idioms randomly!
[This is really ridiculous, where did they learn these pretentious words?]
"Ugh! I'm so angry!"
The dark-faced pink-haired girl jumped onto the table in anger, gritting her teeth and vehemently accusing Yang Tao of being promiscuous and morally corrupt.
(`д) "The world is really going to the dogs, and people's hearts have lost their traditional values! Sigh! I should have gone in with them!"
"Oh dear, Master, don't be angry. At least your father is still chaste!" Dr. Sun comforted him.
"Do you even need to tell me! I'm not blind!" Mu Xitang crossed her arms, still looking sullen, and her words were quite sarcastic.
OK OK.
You are our ancestor, so we'll keep quiet.
"Little Sprout, you've been asking questions for so long already. Why don't we go back and rest first? We can talk about it tomorrow."
Xiaoqin's eyelids drooped, indicating that she was very sleepy.
After asking around for a long time, I couldn't get any information out of them.
It turns out that Xiaoqin and Xiaoya felt that Old Sun's death must be related to the whispered conversation Jixiang had when he locked the door that day.
So I asked the doctor if I could come over and ask a few questions.
Is this not?
I originally just wanted to ask a couple of questions and leave, but I didn't expect this little sprout, a concussion patient, to stay and refuse to leave.
If you insist that Jixiang is the murderer!
"Jixiang, why don't you say something?"
Jixiang ignored Nurse Xiaoqin and instead kept looking at the corridor outside, where Yangtao's bed was placed.
Yang Tao had originally intended to go into the ward because the corridor was cold at night, but when she heard Xiao Ya say that the little boy was the murderer, she was so frightened that she immediately pushed the bed out again.
Xiaoya didn't say anything, but just stared coldly at Jixiang.
However, the reading of Jixiang's mind has already been completed.
His memory is strange?
Xiao Ya found the memory of his time alone with Old Sun yesterday and discovered that it was very strange.
After I left ward number 9 yesterday.
This little boy named Jixiang surprisingly changed his behavior and took the initiative to hold Old Sun's hand, with a sweet smile, not at all like someone with autism.
Old Sun did all the talking, and the little boy listened.
Originally this was nothing.
At the very end, the little boy suddenly said something that seemed to come out of nowhere.
"Will I really survive this time? Or rather, will you really survive?"
Old Sun didn't seem surprised that Jixiang said such strange things; instead, he patted Jixiang's head with a loving expression.
"Alright, alright, Grandpa's no good anymore. I can't help you much, but I can at least reduce some obstacles for you."
Although this memory cannot directly prove that Ji Xiang killed someone.
Anyway, Xiaoya's intuition told her that something was wrong with this little boy!
However, she couldn't openly tell Xiaoqin about the memories she gleaned from mind reading.
Yesterday, the surveillance footage of the elderly man and the young man was also retrieved.
However, they were standing close together and talking very quietly, so the surveillance footage only showed Jixiang smiling happily and Old Sun looking very satisfied.
Based on this alone, how could a four- or five-year-old boy like Jixiang be identified as a suspect?
But just staring at each other in this stalemate isn't a solution.
The main reason is that the little boy kept talking but didn't say anything, so no one could find any flaws or substantial evidence to hold him accountable!
After all, his public persona is that of someone with autism, so his silence cannot be interpreted as a sign of guilt.
"Hehehe, you little brat, just you wait! I'll be back tomorrow. You can't just trick me into committing suicide with a few words!"
Xiaoqin was speechless.
I thought to myself, "Do you really have to be so malicious towards a little boy with autism?"
After leaving ward number four, Xiaoya did not return to her own room number nine.
Instead, after taking advantage of the darkness to wander around, he turned around to try and find the location of the archives.
If you can't find out by asking, then look it up yourself!
There will always be some clues.
"Well!"
After searching for a while, Xiaoya's exploratory steps suddenly froze, and the hairs on the back of her head stood on end.
I'm so damn angry!
After groping around for a while, Xiaoya unknowingly arrived at the entrance of the morgue on the second floor.
I originally wanted to leave quickly.
But since we're already here, why not take a chance?
I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was just past eight o'clock in the evening.
Rule 5: Hospital morgues are not very clean, so try to avoid going there after 9 PM.
After much hesitation, Xiaoya decided to give it a try; fortune favors the bold!
‘Click! ’
"Tsk! What a lousy door!"
As soon as the door was pushed open a crack, it creaked open with a sickening sound.
After waiting for two minutes, I found that no one nearby was looking for me.
So Xiaoya slowly opened the door a crack, just big enough for her to enter.
"what!"
Before anyone even went inside, Xiaoya shivered from the cold air emanating from within.
After Xiaoya stepped forward, she was no longer as afraid as she had been outside.
On the contrary, Xiaoya felt very calm after entering!
The one with the white cloth covering its head must be a fresh corpse, probably Old Sun.
Those who frequently visit morgues should know that there are no people like Old Sun who have just died there.
Someone like him, who has only recently died, should be placed in the morgue.
However, considering the traditional virtue of cost-saving at Wuliang Hospital, it doesn't seem surprising that the morgue and the mortuary are combined.
Since we're already here, and there doesn't seem to be anything else here besides corpses, Xiaoya is going all out!
Just lift the white cloth!
No problem, it's Old Sun's corpse.
Then she walked straight to the morgue, hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and pulled the morgue out.
oh.
It startled me; I thought something terrible had happened. Thankfully, it was just Old Sun inside.
Ok? !
Xiaoya's face turned deathly pale instantly.
It's Old Sun again?!
The fear that instantly spread from the bottom of her heart to her head made her want to run away on the spot, but she managed to hold back.
Something's definitely not right!
We've reached this critical juncture, and we're already terrified. If we run now, wouldn't we be at a huge loss?
Is it possible that they are twins or just look alike?
Xiaoya remembered that the corpses all had identification tags on their chests to prove their identity, which was to make it easier to identify some corpses that were unrecognizable.
Mustering her courage, Xiaoya compared the information on the name tags worn by the two old men.
Name: Sun Changhao
Sex: Male
Date of birth: November 15, 1955
The identity tags on the two corpses were exactly the same?