Chapter 7 Can I Make a Call?
The day after Si Yufan came, breakfast was over, and I was led to his office by the guards.
There was a tape recorder on the desk, and Si Yufan was reading some documents, and he asked me to sit down without raising his head.
I sat down, two small hands tugging at the corners of my clothes, and looked at the man opposite.
"Doctor Si ......"
"You ......"
We opened our mouths at the same time, then smiled slightly awkwardly and closed our mouths at the same time.
He gestured and asked me to speak first.
"I want to make a call, can I?" I plead.
"You can submit an application to the hospital." Si Yufan asked me to follow the procedure.
"I've applied, but it's been denied."
Si Yufan looked at me with a look of 'since it was rejected, why should I let you call'.
"They don't have fairness, and I thought that as my appraiser, you could make a more rational judgment." I fought hard for the opportunity to call.
Obviously, Si Yufan wanted to play a fairer and more rational role than with the dean or Dr. Li, so he asked: "Based on your situation, you can only contact the family, it is understood that your only guardian, the third mother-in-law, passed away last year. ”
"I also have a guardian," said the third woman, who was under eighteen when she died, so she entrusted me to an old friend of hers on her deathbed. "Mr. Mo Qianshui."
"Of St. Ann's Church?"
"Hmm."
"It's a pity that Mo Qianshui had a car accident last week, and I heard that my head was seriously injured and I was lying in the hospital and didn't wake up."
"What?" I was so shocked by the news that I almost jumped out of my chair.
"He's well-known in the local area, so it's in the news." Si Yufan paused for a moment and added. "Even if nothing happens to him, you are now eighteen years old, and he has lost custody of you. You can't contact him. ”
"Right?!" My shoulders drooped in frustration.
That's right, we are in the same city, if that Mo Qianshui really took the third woman's entrustment seriously, I have been accused of murder for half a month, long before he was injured in the accident, he would definitely have heard about it, and he would have helped a long time ago.
The evidence is there, Mo Qianshui must think that I am the real murderer like everyone else, so he made a choice.
Alas-
I sighed deeply.
"Is there anything else besides the phone call?" Si Yufan asked me.
I shook my head.
"Well, then, I need you to put your thoughts in order, and I can start from the beginning, so that I can get to know you." He asked, checking the recorder on the table at the same time.
I nodded and took a deep breath.
Si Yufan gave me a moment's time, and then I felt that it was almost time before asking, "Can you start?" ”
I nodded again.
He pressed the switch on the recorder and asked me to state:
"My name is Qin Yue, I didn't know who my parents were since I was a child, and the blood sticking to my body was wrapped in a piece of clothing and sent to the door of the third mother-in-law before I was born.
The third woman is a lonely old man in the village, who knows some occult magic to exorcise ghosts and watch fate, and relies on this job to make a living, and is a famous half-immortal in the area. ”
Speaking of this, I cautiously glanced at Si Yufan opposite, there was no wave in his eyes, just quietly listening to me.
He has a good mental quality.