Two days later, on the day of the execution of the old man's grandson.

In the morning, I dialed the number on the old man's business card.

There was a busy tone, and the phone was answered.

"Hello. The voice of the old man on the other side came out.

"Yun Huateng, is it? We've found the prison where your grandson is. We have also decided on the place of execution, and I would like to ask you a question. I said.

"Please. The old man's voice was a little joyful.

"It's not a problem, we should say we can tell you where you're being held. But it must be after the execution of the death penalty, we are afraid that you will change this prince for the tanuki. It's a living prince instead of a dead prince, if you really saved your grandson. It's not okay to make us accomplices. I said.

The old man smiled and said, "I can understand this, so how about you call me again after the execution? I just want my grandson's whole body to be buried together, I hope you don't misunderstand that I have other intentions." We all said that he should be punished for killing someone. ”

"Are you sure?" I said again, hoping that our assumptions were wrong. Instead, I hope that the old man is really trying to save his grandson, so I repeat it again.

"Okay, I probably know it's noon. You remember to call, the account and the money here are ready to transfer to you at any time. ”

"Okay. "I hung up.

The fat man posted it and said, "What's the matter? The old man's idea of saving his grandson can be canceled, right?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yes, the old man does want a dead grandson." Then the task can be executed, and I actually had a slight feeling that the old man might be a good person. ”

"Understood, but shall we call the police now? or wait?" said the fat man.

"The plan was thought of by the thin man, you ask him. I said.

"I'll call the police and finish our business first. The thin man said.

"Discuss it, I'm ready. I finished and lay down.

Fat and thin, one fat and one skinny are not suitable for this plan. The plan fell on me, only I was slightly similar in size to Yun Huan.

I closed my eyes, and the thin man scribbled on my face with makeup.

The fat man smiled on the side and said, "Thin man, are you at a good level?"

The thin man said proudly: "Don't look at me as a graduate of interior design, putting on makeup is much easier than painting and CAD." ”

"How did I hear that you learned it because you often participated in Comic-Con cos women's clothing?" said the fat man with a smile.

"I don't beep with you more, it's done. The thin man got up and put away his makeup

The fat man nudged me and said, "Let's talk about the precautions." ”

I opened my eyes and looked at the fat man and said, "I remember them all." ”

The fat man threw a switchblade on top of me and said, "This one is holding it for self-preservation." ”

"Is this necessary?" I said, holding the switchblade.

"Take it safe, remember it and I won't repeat it. You see if the phone is full? If it runs out, it's bad. The fat man said.

I turned on my phone, looked at it and said, "Sixty-three percent, that's enough." ”

The fat man took out the power bank from the table and threw it on me and said, "I'm going to pull up the bag, it may be a little cold by then." Are you wearing underwear?"

"Wait, there's no underwear. Did you mention this before?" I said anxiously.

The fat man shook his head, threw a whole bag of warm babies on top of me and said, "Okay, I'm really going to pull it up." ”

"Okay. I said, closing my eyes.

The fat man slowly closed the zipper of the body bag, and I was in the bag.

I was picked up by the fat man and walked downstairs.

I also started my own movements, tucking the folding knife into my pocket.

The range of movement in the body bag is very small, and all movements are a little difficult to do.

Then I took out the power bank only to find that the damn fat man didn't give me the cable.

In desperation, I had no choice but to turn my phone to silent and dim the screen.

I could feel myself being lifted into the back seat of the car and the car started moving.

There were some bumps in the road, and I began to regret asking for the body bag too early.

I slowly closed my eyes and waited for the moment I was packed into the box.

Soon the car stopped, and the fat man picked me up again and said, "It's eleven o'clock, and we're going to watch once." ”

"You've watched too many movies, and now your mobile phones are connected to the Internet to refresh the time. I said helplessly.

The fat man slapped my ass hard with his right hand and said, "You talk a lot." ”

I was carried into a room, and I didn't know what was going on around me in the body bag.

I seemed to be placed on an iron shelf, and the fat man next to me said again, "I'll push you in and leave now, remember that the box you're in is numbered F-3." Remember what you're going to do, it's not like you can't do it all over again. ”

"Okay, I got it. I said.

"Wait, the person who carried you out may not be as gentle as me, don't move. The fat man said.

"Nonsense. I said.

The fat man pushed the door shut, knocked on my head and said, "Ask for a blessing, call us if you have any questions." ”

I didn't feel anything outside just now, but when I was sent to the freezer in the morgue to know how cold it was.

At this point, I began to regret why I didn't wear underwear.

Helplessly, I tore up bags of warm babies in a small space, but fortunately, I had investigated this kind of morgue in advance, and the temperature of the refrigerator was only four degrees, so the fat man had already prepared.

I probably tore open all the warm babies and piled them out of my clothes.

The temperature finally rose a little, but it was still cold, especially if the face was not warmed, and the baby felt that his brain was about to freeze.

I glanced at my phone, and it was eleven twenty.

It's hard, and every minute is torment.

Finally, when it was twelve o'clock, I couldn't stand the cold and called the old man.

The moment I first broadcast the call, my heart was half cold.

There was no signal in the entire cabinet, and we seemed to have forgotten the most important things.

I pressed my phone hard against the gap in the cover of the refrigerator, and it took me a long time to see a signal.

I immediately called.

"Why, can you tell me where it is? I've got your money ready. The old man immediately answered, and seemed to have been waiting on the other end of the phone for a long time.

"The crematorium at Phoenix Mountain Cemetery, the box number is F-3. I shuddered.

"Thank you, I'll send someone to send the money immediately. Why are you so shaky?" said the old man.

"It's cold and cold, and it's frozen. I blurted out subconsciously.

The old man smiled and said, "Young people should be better for their health, otherwise they will not feel good when they are old." ”

I hung up the phone, turned on airplane mode, and ignored it, thinking that the old man would quickly change me out.

After waiting anxiously for another half hour, I heard the sound of hurried doors opening and footsteps.

It seemed that someone had entered the morgue and I heard a voice near me.

I immediately closed my eyes and pushed down on the warm baby on my body.

The cabinet was slowly pushed out, and a voice came to my ear.

"It's this cabinet, isn't it?"

"F-3 is right, do you want to open it and see if you?"

"You go. ”

"What an unfortunate thing. ”

"Okay, okay, then I'll come. ”

It seemed to be two people, and I heard the sound of the zipper being opened.

I was relieved that it was hastily closed just a little bit.

"You see, no. It's only been a few seconds. ”

"Don't worry, it's the person in the photo when you see it clearly. ”

"Okay, you carry him, and I'll exchange the corpses we gave us for him. ”

Then I was picked up and carried out.

In a matter of minutes, I was thrown into the trunk.

The car started moving, and the temperature began to warm up.

At this time, the warm baby began to burn, which made me want to cry without tears.

After another half an hour of enduring the temperature, the car slowly stopped.

A moment the trunk was opened, and a pair of hands reached out to lift me up.

"It's strange, why is this corpse a little hot?"

"Your broken car should have been replaced a long time ago, and it's normal for the trunk to be a little warm. Don't think so much, it's important to change money. ”

"Also, this is enough to change a good car. ”

I was carried for a few more minutes and seemed to be in a building.

After passing the elevator and entering the room, I thought about how complicated it was, for fear that the fat and thin people would not be able to find this place.

"We've got the stuff. ”

"You can go, the money will be there soon. ”

"Where are you going to put the corpse?"

"Over there, on the bed. ”

I was carried to the bed, and I didn't recognize the voices of the two people who were exchanging.

But after the person who sent me left, I was familiar with the voice of the other person in the room.

"Can surgery begin now?"

"Alright, you guys go out. "The old man's voice just came to my head, and I pressed the recording of my phone.

"We will first anaesthetize you and check the extent of the lesions. Then go to your donor's body to remove your left lung, and we will process the donor and then give you a deep anesthetic replacement. ”

"Let's get started. The old man said with a smile.

"Dexmedetomidine, ondansetron, and dexamethasone are instilled intravenously with normal saline... ”

These seem to be doctor's terms, presumably the flow of anesthesia.

I thought that the evidence was very abundant at this time, and I didn't know when the police and the fat and thin men would arrive.

The doctor seemed to be busy for a while and said, "Okay, it's very good. We are now going to have the donor's organ harvested, and the nurse is watching for a change in the value to alert me. ”

The doctor seemed to come to my bedside, and I held my breath.

I held my phone tightly in my left hand and the switchblade in my pocket with my right hand.

The zipper was slowly pulled open, and I immediately tightened my grip on the switchblade.

I closed my eyes tightly, and the zipper seemed to be halfway through my body.

"It's strange, why are there so many warm babies?"

The doctor was talking, and I immediately opened my eyes.

"Ahh The doctor took a big step back.

I immediately straightened up half of my body, and there were six or seven people in front of me, all doctors and nurses.

I picked up the power bank next to me and threw it at the doctor closest to me.

"Who are you and what's going on?" shouted the doctor in front of him.

I pulled out my switchblade and said, "Don't move, retreat." Stick it to the wall, and whoever moves will cut whom. ”

I put my phone on the bed and turned on the switchblade completely.

At this time, the doctors and nurses all stuck to the wall and raised their hands.

I turned to look at the old man on the bed, who was staring at me with wide eyes but not speaking.

I sneered and got out of the body bag and out of bed when a nurse rushed out of the door while I was unable to move.

At this speed, I can't stop it at all.

In desperation, I immediately ran to the old man's hospital bed, and just stepped on the ground, I only felt my feet numb.

Almost losing strength, he gritted his teeth and threw himself on the side of the old man's bed.

As soon as I arrived on the front foot, six bodyguards rushed in with the back foot.

Behind the bodyguard was the nurse who ran out.

I immediately put the switchblade across the old man's neck and said, "No one is allowed to move, and if you do, I will kill him." ”

This trick seemed to work, and the bodyguards didn't dare to take half a step forward.

The doctors and nurses began to run out of the door.

The old man said with difficulty: "You... Why... It's you. ”

I listened to the old man's voice as if he was unable to speak normally due to local anesthesia, and I sneered and said, "It's enough, kill your grandson to transplant your own lungs." ”

"I... Didn't hurt me ... Grandson. The old man continued to struggle.

"I didn't hurt your grandson, I'll find out when I get there. It's not enough for you to kill your son, isn't this grandson also brought here by you? If it weren't for me here, wouldn't you have successfully swapped lungs with your grandson? I said.

"Everything is me ... Son, it's all his fault. The old man said with difficulty, tears dripping down his eyes.

My arm around the old man's neck was wet, and I was able to relax from the tension.

The old man cried this time, really cried.

"My grandson ... Very filial, everything is my son's fault. He's a scumbag, grandson... It was an accident. Two years ago, I was diagnosed with lung cancer and I knew myself... Difficult matching. But my son was suddenly willing to save me with his own lungs, and he swore that ... promised to exchange half of his lungs for the position of my chairman. Who knows who he is, he actually lied to me... Rhetoric deceived my grandson and I for a lung swap, everything is for this bastard son. The old man's voice was a little angry, and the tears did not stop.

At this moment, my whole body trembled and said, "Have you exchanged lungs with your grandson?"

"My son just... It's a bastard, he traded my grandson's lungs for his chairman's seat. Because the surgery is ... He arranged it, and I didn't understand it until I was recuperating. But by this time half a year had passed, and he... In the past six months, 40% of the company's assets and shares have been transferred. And I lost 200 million, and my grandson lost half of my lungs... Recuperate in the hospital. The old man said.

"You said that your son deceived your grandson into giving you half a lung, and your son relied on his lungs to get the chairman's position and plundered your assets. "I said that I was a little overwhelmed here, thinking that the circle of rich people was really too chaotic.

"I had no choice but to hire a division... The plane hit and killed his son. And falsified the fact that he was drugged, but everything ... I've missed my grandson. I hid it from my grandson and blamed the truck driver for the death of his parents... body. Who knew that my grandson was so stupid, he just found it after recuperation... The truck driver went to take revenge. The old man said, and his voice began to tremble.

"So you can't control the situation, and the grandson has already been sentenced to death. And you think about getting rid of his other lung, what do you think is the difference between your behavior and what your son did?" I said.

"I don't want to, my son and grandson... All are going to die. Am I not still alive, and my grandson stayed before he went to take revenge... The letter is going to leave me the organs, but the police... I don't recognize this. The old man said again.

"You still don't understand that the past life is the result of the next life. Have you ever thought that none of this would have happened if you hadn't planned to kill your son? I said.

"Do you want money? I'll give it... You money. Take my grandson ... Hand it over, and I'll give you the money. Anything can be given to you, I want my grandson's lungs. The old man's voice began to be a little hysterical.

At this time, a large number of police officers poured in and pushed all the bodyguards to the ground.

I shook my head and breathed a sigh of relief, "We haven't found out where your grandson will be executed, so I guess your grandson has been cremated now." As for you, there are laws that will give you sanctions. It is a fact that there are three generations of your family, grandfathers, sons and grandsons, all of whom have broken the law. ”

The old man's eyes were a little dull, and even a little desperate.

The fat and thin men rushed in as well, smiling and gesturing triumphantly with me.

I put away the folding knife and picked up my phone on the other bed. The recording was preserved, which was evidence of the old man's personal admission. This is also the first big case handled by our life and death tracing company, and it is a case that we can be proud of.

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