No matter what the police asked, she kept her mouth shut, she just wanted to see Xiang Jincheng.

There was no way, so I invited Xiang Jincheng.

Xiang Xiuting hurried over.

Everyone in the Xiang family, except for Tao Qi and the three children, were crowded into the ward, and they suddenly seemed to be more numerous.

The police looked at these bigwigs, and Wen Jin didn't have anything, so he had to stand aside silently and make notes.

There was silence for a while.

Wen Jin looked up at Xiu Ting, his face was not good, his beard was stubble, he was very tired, and he was a little old.

"Has the case progressed?" She asked.

Xiang Xiuting nodded, "Yes, it's very sudden and coincidental. ”

"You." Wen Jin asked curiously.

Their conversation was like a mother-son conversation, very gentle.

Xiang Xiuting: "I'm sick and haven't been well, so I wanted to take a blood test myself to find out the cause, but the assistant got the wrong blood type and took mine as a suspect to test my DNA, and then the result was that I had a mother-son relationship with the corpse." ”

Xiang Xiuting's voice was a little faint, and there seemed to be no waves.

It's just that this kind of shock, when I learned the result, I was already shocked.

Who would have thought that he had lived a good life for decades.

But in his own case, the corpse on the autopsy table, the female corpse that has been dead for 20 years, turned out to be a mother-son relationship?

Mu Xin was also shocked when he heard it.

She didn't know a tie yet

I only know that Wen Jin has revealed his true colors.

No, she was thinking that Wen Jin might have been borrowed to resurrect his soul.

But I didn't expect that she was not Wen Jin!

Xiang Jincheng finally couldn't help it, "You're not Jin, who are you?" ”

Wen Jin raised his head, "I'm Wen Ya, Wen Jin's sister." ”

After Xiang Jincheng found the body, in Mu Xin questioned her, when Xiang Xiuting decided to participate in the case, when she learned that Xiang Xiuting was ill.

She's ready.

Now, it's just about bringing the truth out.

It's good that twenty years of stolen happiness are enough.

Xiang Jincheng and the others were shocked again.

"No, Nishiki doesn't have a sister, so I haven't listened to her." Xiang Jincheng frowned.

Wen Jin.

No, now her name is Wen Ya.

Wen Ya smiled: "My sister grew up in a welfare home, and she has no family, so you don't know what's strange?" And how could she mention to you, my shameful sister? ”

Xiang Jincheng still couldn't understand, "Even if you grow up in a welfare college, it's impossible not to know." ”

Wen Ya: "Because she was afraid, she forgot about my sister, me and her, but twins." ”

This time, I was relieved.

Why is Wen Ya exactly the same as Wen Jin, and there is no plastic surgery.

The twins have to get by.

It's exactly the same, everything else is just a detail, and it's good to fix it.

There are also twin sisters, and it will be easier to deliberately learn a little more.

Xiang Jincheng had a calm face and asked in a cold voice: "How did you kill Jin, and how did you turn you into hers?" And why kill her? ”

Ben Cheng is so far from Crescent Village.

And the time of death was Wen Jin's vegetative person, lying in the ward.

Xiang Xiu said coldly: "The car accident was her handiwork. ”

Wen Ya looked up at Xiang Xiuhan and smiled: "You also remembered." ”

"It should be remembered, but why did you kill my mother?"

No need to ask, it's a sister, why do you want to be a killer like this?

They have all been killed, and there is no intention to ask again.

The smile on Wen Ya's face turned cold, full of killing intent, "She's damned!" ”