"In other words, it's now basically certain that the corpse is Lu Chen, right?" When talking about the corpse, Fang Yabo's right eyelid jumped uncontrollably.

"Well, but there's a good chance that the corpse isn't from Lu Chen, so there's a chance that there's also a chance." Moran Ember said this out of his own suspicion.

But Moran Ember shouldn't have been, after Fang Ya Bo confessed, the trace of vigilance of Fang Ya Bo disappeared completely.

So when Moran Ember said this, he didn't hide anything too much, and told the truth.

"What do you mean by that?" Fang Ya's thin brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything, just a little more in his heart.

As for suspecting a dead man with the greatest malice?

I said it before, why do you still suspect that the corpse is not Lu Chen, because of the injustice in my heart?

Fang Ya Bo sighed in his heart, but he understood Mo Lanyan's mood.

"It's just a speculation, the corpse may not be Fang Luchen's, you will know when you go to see it, the corpse has been sent to the hospital and is being tested in all aspects, isn't it, you will know when the time comes." Moran Ember keenly sensed a slight change in Fang Yabo's mood and stopped his mouth in time.

It's just that the pain in the crisp bone in my heart began to increase bit by bit, accumulating, until a certain moment completely exploded.

"You can go and see for yourself, it's not far, it's just a walk, ask the doctors and nurses, go and meet her." Mo Lanyan didn't show any expression, but just smiled at Fang Yabo.

"Then I'll go check it out first." Fang Yabo nodded, and after arranging the clothes on his Mo Lan Ash's shoulders, he left the ward.

Moran Ember smiled and watched Fang Yabo leave, until there was no longer him in sight, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

She could feel Fang Yabo's distrust.

Because if you are dead, you are dead, so why should you doubt a dead man?

What's more, the suspicion is still his sister, a dead man.

Sure enough, she was so crazy that she was crazy enough to suspect a dead man.

Moran Ember suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently. The thin body was constantly trembling, and the whole person looked really weak.

Moran Ember didn't notice that the door of the ward, which had been quietly opened, slowly closed again.

When Fang Yabo found Fang Luochen's body, the body was undergoing various examinations. Fang Yabo could only stay outside to watch, but the pink dress that could be put aside, he knew.

It was custom-made by him for Lu Chen, and he would not admit that he would be wrong about this dress.

Lu Chen, really dead.

Fang Yabo's heart ached violently, and the pain was almost suffocating.

Although Lu Chen has done unforgivable things, she is her sister after all. The sister who had always been in the palm of his hand has now passed away.

If the identification form is genuine, there is no fraud. He would rather send his sister to prison with his own hands and wait for the verdict than let his sister become a psychopath completely because of his own sake, and finally suffer such a tragic death.

He's such a good brother.

Fang Yabo laughed at himself, even now that Lan Shen suspected that Lu Chen was not dead, he couldn't justify it. He was afraid that his defense would make Lan Ember even angrier.

He couldn't tell Lan Ember not to suspect a dead man.

At this moment, a small hand grabbed Fang Ya's thin pants.