readx;? Three days later, late at night, a black nanny car drove into the backyard of the Church of Our Lady. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info.vd.m heard the sound of the engine, and Smith, dressed in a black priest's suit, hurried out.

Pushing the car door, Jiang Mengtang and Quan Mutian got out of the car one after another, and only after confirming that there was no abnormality around did Lu Xueman get out of the car.

She wore a hooded trench coat that covered her face with a hat, mask, and sunglasses, and was tightly wrapped from head to toe. Even up close, it's hard to spot who she is.

"It's ready inside, come in with me. With a low voice, Smith led several people into the basement.

The Church of Our Lady was once a war hospital, and the basement still retains its original appearance.

Despite its old appearance, it is more than enough as a coroner's room.

In the center of the hall was a tin incubator, and when the lid was lifted, a cool white mist hit the face, and the smell of formalin mixed with disinfectant water hit the nostrils.

Putting the suitcase on the case on the side, Lu Xueman put on disposable rubber gloves and slowly opened the body bag.

Four days later, the blood stains had dried up, but they still looked shocking. The messy hair sticks to the face, creating a visually striking color with the pale skin.

The cousin stood motionless in front of the incubator, Jiang Mengtang came over curiously, and after just one glance, he felt sick to his stomach, covered his mouth and retreated.

She stood there expressionlessly, Smith couldn't help but be a little worried, but didn't know what to say to ease the atmosphere, "Xiangxiang, the other box contains the corpse of Manager Jiang. ”

"Got it. Get out of here, all of you. ”

Throwing away the rubber gloves, she put the trench coat on the back of the chair casually, walked to the sink, and meticulously cleaned her hands.

"Hunan ......"

He also wanted to comfort Lu Xueman, but was stopped by Quan Mutian's silent action and retreated silently.

The three of them stood or sat in the hallway, staring at the bright moonlight.

Looking at the entrance of the basement from time to time, Quan Mutian was uneasy and worried to death, but he suppressed the urge to approach the basement.

He knows Lu Xueman too well.

Dissecting corpses is an extremely pious and sacred thing for her. She needed absolute silence throughout the process.

In particular, the object of dissection is still Jiang Siyu.

At this time, even if the sky falls, she can't be disturbed in the slightest.

After a long while, Jiang Mengtang finally breathed a sigh of relief, "This is what Manman must do?

The other party's face was as white as paper, Quan Mutian took out a cigarette case from his arms and threw it to him, and said unhurriedly.

"She used to be the best forensic doctor in Haidu...... I don't think she'll leave the verification of her mother's body to anyone else. Six years have passed, but her skills are not far behind. ”

That's right!

With the current situation, unless it is personally confirmed that the deceased are Jiang Siyu and Jiang Xun, no one can believe that they are really dead.

Nodding slightly, Jiang Mengtang lit a cigarette, took a few deep breaths, and gradually fell into deep thought.

In just 72 hours, things changed dramatically.

First of all, Situ Group announced its investment in lithium mines in South Africa, and signed cooperation intentions with several major funds under the chairmanship of Situ Xin.

Driven by this good news, the stock index should have soared. Surprisingly, the shares of Situ Group did not rise but fell, making investors who heard the wind and entered the market lose a lot of money.

No one can be sure whether this is a hat-trick by Situ Xin to use the good news and empty gloves to secure funds.

This practice has greatly reduced the position of Situ Group in the hearts of investors.

As the successor of the Situ Group, how could he bear to ruin the reputation of the family for nearly a hundred years?

Could it be that this time the stock price has nothing to do with him, but someone else?

For a while, even he, a veteran in the stock market, was confused.

Having known Lu Xueman for so long, Smith had never seen her look just now, with a solemn expression, as if he was about to crown the king as an archbishop.

Through his cousin Lucas, he had heard rumors about her in Haidu and knew that she had been a rising star in the forensic world. Later, because of some changes, she became what she is now.

If he had a choice, he would not hesitate to jump to Haidu six years ago and get to know her who was a forensic doctor.

Looking at Quan Mutian, he asked curiously, "I heard that she will touch her bones to recover?"

"Yes. ”

The other one didn't understand and asked suspiciously, "What is bone restoration?"

After looking at the eldest young master of the Jiang family and then at Smith, Quan Mutian decided to hand over the task of popular science to the clergy.

A certain man leaned on the corner of the wall to bask in the moon, obviously ignoring Jiang Mengtang's meaning.

Shaking his head helplessly, Smith reluctantly explained, "If a dead person is unrecognizable, or only mutilated bones remain, or if he was dismembered before he died, only his head was found. Before the invention of the 3 printer, it is highly likely that the police will not be able to identify the deceased. ”

"Isn't there a NA database now?"

Looking back at him with contempt, Quan Mutian sneered and complained, "That's for felons with criminal records, thank you!"

Are you going to die if you don't stink?

If my wife were a police officer, I would know better than you do!

With a black face, Jiang Mengtang grabbed the cigarette case and smashed it hard. Reaching out to catch it steadily, a certain man shrugged his shoulders slightly, looking unimpressed.

"In the absence of the identity of the deceased, the appearance of the deceased can be restored through skull restoration. As long as there is a photograph of the deceased's face, his identity can be ascertained through the resident identification database. ”

The clearer the explanation, the more interested Smith became, and he wished he had the opportunity to show Lu Xueman.

"If the skull of the deceased is intact, the facial restoration can be done using computer technology. But if there are only skull fragments, there is only one way to touch the bones. ”

"When you say touching bones, you are touching the bones of dead people?" As soon as the words came out, Jiang Mengtang couldn't help but tremble.

The cousin looks pure natural and pollution-free, and it is a model of original ecology. But who would have thought that under her simple appearance there was a heart with a heavy taste.

If you have the chance, you must let her show her hand.

I'd like to see what she calls a bone touch, and what a fortune teller's bone touch is!

He was absorbed in his own thoughts, but was interrupted by a clear and playful voice, "Isn't it touching the bones of the dead, is it touching your head?"

Who is this girl, will she talk well?

When he raised his eyes, he was about to have a seizure, and when he saw that it was Lu Xueman, he suddenly lost his temper. was about to say something to save face, but Quan Mutian didn't give him this opportunity.

Thoughtfully taking the suitcase, he pulled the little woman to sit down, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come out so quickly?"

"The funeral went on as usual...... You don't need to buy a coffin that is too good, and it won't take long anyway. She said lightly, not only was she a little sad, but she was a little happy.

The three handsome pots are all circled, you look at me, I look at you, no one can figure out the situation.

Is it your own mother lying in the basement?

What's the situation with you being so calm?

The other two gave Quan Mu Angel a strong look, motioning for him to ask clearly.

Clearing his throat, he asked softly, "Manman, what do you mean by your last sentence? What do you mean that the coffin will not take long?"

"The day after tomorrow, bury the coffin, and when the matter is settled, it will be dug up. In this way, of course, you don't need a high-quality coffin, just buy an ordinary goods to deal with. ”

Chasing his head, Lu Xueman's heart was so happy that she almost jumped up with joy.

A few days ago, she just heard the bad news about Jiang Siyu, but the moment she saw the corpse, she felt that the sky was about to fall.

It wasn't until she came into close contact with the two unrecognizable corpses that she breathed a long sigh of relief. Because those two corpses belonged to neither Jiang Siyu nor Jiang Xun.

That is, they did not die.

They must have another hidden secret when they fake their deaths, and when necessary, their own mother will naturally appear.

But how did they get away with it?

In case she guessed wrong, her mother and Jiang Xun were really dead, but the government of a certain country did not find their bodies, so should she accept the reality?

After staring at her for a long time, Quan Mutian suddenly realized, but he couldn't believe that it was true.

"Are you trying to say they didn't ......?"

Raising her head suddenly, a certain woman reached out to cover his mouth and said word by word, "I didn't say anything!"

Nodding knowingly, he swallowed the second half of the sentence obediently.

The other two people present were confused, staring blankly at the pair of men and women opposite who showed no lower limit of affection.

Scratching his head, Smith seemed to understand something, and asked mysteriously, "Xiangxiang, what did you test just now?"

"I measured their bone age. Given the large discrepancies in the data, it is ...... You know. ”

She said it in a very subtle way, but as a medical doctor, Smith understood what she was saying.

As far as he knew, the Zurich Police Department's bone age analysis was accurate to the date. Just a small piece of the deceased's bones can be used to determine his actual age.

According to Lu Xueman, if the corpse is very different from the bone age of Jiang Siyu and Jiang Xun, there is only one possibility.

It's not them at all who lie in the basement!

As for where the bodies of the real dead go, whether they are dead or alive, these mysteries will be solved sooner or later.

Either way, it's great news.

Smith went to the basement to clean up the aftermath, and Lu Xueman and Quan Mutian sat in the nanny car hand in hand. Looking at their backs, Jiang Mengtang instantly felt like he had been pitted.

Stepping up to follow, he deliberately sat between the two, looked at his cousin for a moment, and opened his mouth angrily.

"What the hell is going on?"

Looking at his dark face, a certain woman flashed her crystal eyes and asked with a smile, "I have good news and bad news here, which one do you want to hear first?"

My mother is dead, and she can still laugh!?

Do you dare to be a little more heartless?

"Bad news......"

Actually choose bad news!

My cousin's thinking is really different from ordinary people.

"The bad news is that I'm not sure if my mom was actually killed. ”

It's a sure thing, okay?

Is she overly sad and has a problem with her head?

How could there be such a ridiculous idea?

Looking at his cousin worriedly, he patiently asked, "What about the good news?"

"Guess!"

A whole row of crows floated across his forehead, and his face was gloomy, and it wasn't until he settled his cousin that he dragged Quan Mutian into the stairwell.

Before Jiang Mengtang could speak, two black shadows suddenly flashed in front of him.