Pan 112 collapsed

Luo Piaoxue cried all night, no matter how Zhang Ningning and Luo Youde persuaded her, it was to no avail.

Kong Jianhe felt that this cry was like the best lullaby.

Things went smoothly, the nobleman was very satisfied, and after the corpse was examined tomorrow, he would be able to go back to Kong's house to receive the merits.

He Aimin personally came to Sugar Mountain.

He has to test it himself before he can really put his mind at ease.

He Shengli felt that this was too much, but He Aimin was quite persistent, so he could only let him.

When the two arrived at Sugar Hill Prison on their front and back feet, it was already ten o'clock in the morning of the next day.

He Shengli took the train to Sugar Mountain on the day he prepared the deworming medicine.

He Aimin arrived overnight in a small plane after receiving the news of He Mingzhang's death.

The father and son have done a lot of play.

As soon as He Aimin arrived at Tangshan Prison, he asked for a thorough investigation of the prison's detention system to find out the real cause of He Mingzhang's death.

The prison warden's office was almost smashed to pieces by He Aimin.

He Aimin stood in a piece of wood in a fit of rage and roared: "He is my son, who died in your prison for no apparent reason, and he can't even find out the cause of death, do you think this is like words?"

Check, let me check to the end, I want to see how he died?

You also have a home, you also have descendants, you put yourself in my shoes and think about it, what is it like for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person?"

The warden stood aside and did not dare to say a word.

He Mingzhang was poisoned, and the source of the medicine was the bottle of anthelmintic medicine.

But it was the medicine sent by He Mingzhang's sweetheart who wanted to promise to live his life.

He Mingzhang's last sentence was to conceal the cause of death to save her, she was innocent.

After He Aimin lost his temper, he said that he was going to meet He Mingzhang.

Luo Piaoxue also asked to see He Mingzhang for the last time.

He Mingzhang's body was parked in a dark room, and in order to facilitate the inspection, as soon as He Aimin entered, someone immediately turned on the electric light for him.

As soon as He Aimin was about to approach, Luo Piaoxue rushed in crying.

She cried and screamed He Mingzhang's name heartbreakingly, and threw herself on the platform where the body was parked.

When she threw herself in front of the stage, she was stunned.

The person lying on the platform turned out to be the real He Mingzhang.

It was the He Mingzhang she had seen in the garment shop in the north of the city yesterday.

He told her at the time that someone might borrow her hand against the friend in prison, and he was not worried and wanted to go and see for himself.

When she received the death notice in the middle of the night, Luo Piaoxue only thought that all this was a plan set up by He Mingzhang......

Luo Piaoxue slowly stretched out her finger and probed under He Mingzhang's nose.

The tentacles were cold.

Luo Piaoxue shouted in shock: "Mingzhang, no!"

This must not be true.

Not really......

Yes, yes, it must be that her fingers are cold and she touched the wrong one.

She touched it again.

Still not breathing.

He Mingzhang's body was already cold and stiff.

No matter how she touched it, it was cold.

Luo Piaoxue shivered all over, and fear beat her like a rushing tide, swept her, and dragged her into the abyss of pain.

He Aimin paced to the edge of the platform, reached out and touched the side of He Mingzhang's neck, and pinched his stiff limbs.

Man is real, and indeed a corpse.

It is also a good thing that the disobedient son is dead.

He Aimin pretended to shed two tears, and asked He Shengli to personally send He Mingzhang to the crematorium for cremation.

"I still have something to do, and I'll leave your eldest brother's funeral affairs to you. ”

He Aimin's plane had just been flying into the sky for more than 10 minutes when the pilot suddenly looked at the ground and exclaimed.

"Collapsed, collapsed ......"

"What collapsed?" He Aimin casually looked out the window.