Even if it is a very close family, it is difficult to tell the similarity between Song Qianxue and Xiao Xiao.

How did Grandma do it?

Their biological mother, stepfather, and classmates and friends around Xiao Xiao, including her boyfriend, didn't find out that Song Qianxue was not Xiao Xiao.

How did Grandma find out?

Song Qianxue's hands holding the leather bag were obviously trembling, and her heart was drumming.

From Xiao Xiao's eyes, to her hair color, skin color, and even a few moles on her face and a few cinnabar moles on her body, she investigated it all clearly, and did nothing to miss.

Xiao Xiao's walking posture, eating habits, favorite perfumes, smiling when speaking, mantras, etc...... Song Qianxue has studied it all, and the imitation is exquisite and thorough.

Why did grandma expose it as soon as she appeared!

This feeling is as uncomfortable as if I have carefully sewn a very gorgeous garment, and it has been torn by someone just a few days after wearing it.

Outside the door, Mu Xiaoxian and Emperor Lu Jin had a conversation.

"Song Qianxue must be very unhappy, she was hit by her grandmother's words." Emperor Lu Jin smiled.

"Let's see what she does next." Mu Xiaoxian said.

When the old lady saw her granddaughter's body, she cried darkly.

After crying, the police officer offered to take the old lady and Song Qianxue back to the bureau for investigation.

The old lady proposed, "Comrade policeman, we can go back to the bureau with you, but before that, I want to have a few words with my granddaughter alone." She said, looking at Song Qianxue.

"Yes, you can." The police took the first step, went out of the morgue, got into the car and waited.

The old lady pulled Song Qianxue to a corner next to her and spoke alone.

Mu Xiaoxian and Emperor Lu Jin also sat in the car, opened their spiritual sense to listen, Xiao Xiao and Shi Shi followed Song Qianxue and them, and they could see and hear more clearly at close range.

Grandma took Song Qianxue's hand and said, "What the hell is going on, Xiaoxue, how did you become Xiao Xiao?" And who is the one who died? Is it Xiao Xiao? ”

The old lady realized that there must be something greasy here, so the voice was very small, almost the minimum, and only Song Qianxue could hear it.

Song Qianxue looked a little irritable, pulled her hand out, and emphasized: "Grandma, how many times have I said it, I am Xiao Xiao." Song Qianxue is dead, she was killed, and just now you saw her lying in the morgue. That's Song Qianxue, I'm Xiao Xiao! Although they are all your granddaughters, I am me and she is her. ”

The old lady stared directly at her granddaughter's pupils, as if she could distinguish twin granddaughters through pupil recognition technology.

"Don't lie to me, can you fool grandma." The old lady looked at Song Qianxue deeply, "You and Xiao Xiao's hands." Her hands are delicate and soft, they feel like a ball of cotton, and your hands are rough and hard because you have been doing rough work with your grandmother since you were a child, and your joints are very large. ”

It turns out that the old lady is a sister who is recognized by the feel!

The old lady was right. Although before the implementation of the murder plan, Song Qianxue worked hard to do maintenance, skin care, and hand masks, but what could not be changed was the thick joints of the fingers that had been formed.

Song Qianxue's hands are very hard, and Xiao Xiao's hands are very soft!

"I've shaken the hands of both of you, how can I not know." The old lady chased after her and asked, "What the hell is going on?" How did Xiao Xiao get killed, and how did you become Xiao Xiao? ”

"Don't talk about it!" Song Qianxue tried hard to suppress her anger, and said in a low voice: "What can't you do, I'm not Song Qianxue, I'm Xiao Xiao!" ”

As he spoke, he was very unconfident and put his hands in the pockets of his clothes.