Chapter 245

The man, unable to let it go, beat Qi Lao Si right at the funeral, and for that matter, he even paid compensation to Qi Lao Si.

At night, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he took a hoe and killed Qi Lao Si; this incident was witnessed by the boy's grandfather.

The old man did not call the police and stated that he could take responsibility for the matter, but there was a precondition: the man's daughter and the old man's grandson must be married.

The man said he knew the boy liked his daughter; at that time, the two often visited each other and played together.

Although he was nineteen, older than the child, the two got along very happily; at the time, the man even said he quite liked this boy, who had spirit and good academic grades...

But then the boy fell ill, and his own daughter fell ill too, and that was the end of it.

After that, the old man buried the two together, and then threw Qi Lao Si into the coffin.

"How did you find out?"

Old Song's answer was actually two points.

"The first answer: your daughter's grave was too hastily made. You could spend money to save your daughter, so naturally you loved your daughter very much, yet you rarely visited her grave; this does not fit logic. From the moment I saw your daughter's grave, I began to suspect you; I just didn't say it then because I was worried you might run away, so I talked about other things first to trick you back."

"And the second one?"

Old Song said: "Spirit medium stuff. I know a forensic doctor who always knows some strange skills; I felt your daughter must have been bullied or something."

The man sighed and said: "Although I know this person was infuriating and deserved to die, for all these years, every night before I sleep, I can recall this person's face, the face of the one I killed."

Most people are not actually as cunning as in movies; many are actually very simple, as long as you keep pressing them.

People will then voluntarily confess.

It's just that the audience who watched it felt very upset in their hearts.

Good people do not receive good rewards; the death of a bad person must be borne by a good person.

But was he truly a good person?

Who can judge? No one can judge.

If, whenever a child is bullied, the parents take revenge, then the law would cease to exist.

The very first sentence at the beginning of any law book is always "people-oriented."

If taking swift revenge, settling scores, and avenging grievances were allowed, then the entire social system painstakingly constructed would collapse.

Even though many people feel unhappy and dissatisfied in their hearts, this is the law, this is the rule.

Chen Fan, inside the morgue, carefully pieced the bones together bit by bit.

Looking at Qi Lao Si's skeleton, then looking at the skeleton of the person beside him.

Outside stood the family members; to be precise, only the boy's family.

Here, an old man walked in, bringing two apprentices.

"You're paying?"

Chen Fan said: "Yes, I'm paying. If you can finish it, finish it; if not, forget it."

"Do you look down on my craftsmanship?"

"How much?"

"Five thousand each; additionally, if you get Qi Lao Si out, two thousand."

"Reason."

"This man and woman require delicate work; this Qi Lao Si, just use some dead pork to patch him up. What, do you want to set diamonds in him?"

Chen Fan was speechless and said: "Fine, here's the money."

Chen Fan sat aside, lit a cigarette, and watched silently.

The cameraman beside him was recording this wonderful moment.

Chen Fan's expression was calm as he quietly watched the old man's restoration work.

Piecing together a person actually requires many, many things, but the old man's craftsmanship was truly impressive.

When a sixteen-year-old boy and a nineteen-year-old Miss appeared on the autopsy table, the family members standing outside burst into tears.

After all these years, being able to see their children again at 3.4 was such a happy thing.

But the work continued.

Qi Lao Si was also restored.

Here, Teacher Liu passed by the doorway, nodded in satisfaction, and said nothing.

Qin Ming gave Chen Fan a thumbs-up and said: "No selfish motives; this is what a forensic doctor should do. Chen Fan, you're amazing; I can't do it."

Chen Fan chuckled, then picked up a broom nearby and snapped it in half.

Holding the stick, he struck Qi Lao Si's corpse directly with one blow.

"That feels good. Alright, you guys handle it; hold the wedding. I want to attend the banquet."

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Pfft— instantly, countless netizens burst out laughing.

Even the old man who had just finished the restoration couldn't hold back and laughed; well, spending two thousand just for that one blow.

This kid really doesn't play by the rules.

Qin Ming was completely speechless, but after watching, he felt, hmm, strangely relieved.

He opened his notebook.

"Perhaps when a person dies, their sins dissipate, but if on the day they leave, their crimes are remembered by people, then that is also a punishment for a person."

Here, Xiang Qinqin helped the two put on wedding dresses; since they were pieced together, they couldn't stand up.

They were only given a group photo.

Both had their eyes closed, yet for the family, this photo was the best gift.

The live broadcast was turned off by the director at that moment.

In that instant, everyone even felt that this live broadcast sometimes really felt like a movie.

So enchanting, so alluring, impossible to put down, making one long to keep reading, eagerly anticipating what comes next.

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