"How long will you take? What if you can't find out in your lifetime? Won't I look for you to avenge Wanqing for the rest of my life? ”

"Give me a month, if a month is up, I can't find out the real murderer, I will let you punish you, and I will not make any resistance."

Wen Shimo knew that he shouldn't believe Qiao Ran's mouth, but looking at her eyes full of sincerity, he had a feeling that not trusting her was a crime.

"Okay, I'll give you a month to see how you find the scapegoat." After Wen Shimo finished speaking, he walked to Song Wanqing's body and put a delicately made bracelet on Song Wanqing's hand.

This is Wen Shimo's confession to Song Wanqing and asked her to be his girlfriend.

Xu Xueman said that Song Wanqing is very precious to this bracelet, and she must hope to incinerate this bracelet with her and bring it to heaven to comfort her lovesickness.

Wen Shimo sent it in.

Seeing the staff pushing Song Wanqing into the incinerator, Wen Shimo's hands were clenched into fists, his chest was like being pressed against a mountain, and he couldn't breathe.

"Ah...... Qiao Ran, you will return my life......"

Song Wanqing, who was in the raging fire, suddenly struggled with her hands, and the terrifying voice of Sen Leng sounded in the quiet space, knocking on the hearts of everyone at the scene.

The person in charge of the cremation of the corpse sat directly on the ground in fright, and his urine was uncontrollable and incontinent.

"Ghost ...... Ghost...... The unjust ghost is asking for his life......"

"Don't talk nonsense, we've been doing this for so many years, you have to believe in science, there are no ghosts and gods in this world!" The other cremator pretended to be calm, but his pale face and his steps back a few meters away already revealed his fear.

Wen Shimo saw Song Wanqing's hand moving, and hurriedly rushed up, wanting to pull Song Wanqing out of it.

Qiao Ran ran over in time to grab Wen Shimo, but Wen Shimo's hand was still burned by the super high temperature.

"Hmm......" The burning pain of the skin on his hand like it was burned, made Wen Shimo snort in pain.

"Let go of me, Wanqing is not dead, I want to save Wanqing!" Wen Shimo roared angrily, trying to push away Qiao Ran and Tang Hui who were holding him.

Qiao Ran pulled Wen Shimo to the end.

"Slap ......" Wen Shimo slapped Qiao Ran in the face.

"Let go, you let me go." Wen Shimo looked at the raging fire, and for the first time there was a choked cry in his voice.

The pathos is heart-wrenching.

"Wen Shimo, calm down, Song Wanqing is covered in blood, she has been out of breath for seven days, no one can be out of breath for so long, and she can still be alive, just now she struggled with her hands, but the skin tissue encountered the normal reaction of high temperature incineration.

As for that voice, it was arranged by someone with ulterior motives, just to make you more determined to think that Song Wanqing was forced to death by me, and hated me even more, so as to lose your mind and kill me, you must be calm and don't fall for the other party's tricks. ”

Wen Shimo's eyes looked at the blazing fire in front of him stupidly.

Even if he doesn't calm down, Song Wanqing, who has been burned to ashes, will not be able to return to this world.

The woman who had twice protected him with her life was never seen again.

Feeling that Wen Shimo's body was no longer tense, Qiao Ran knew that he would not try to rescue Song Wanqing's body, let go of Wen Shimo, and stood aside.

"Wen Shimo, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to believe in science, people can't speak anymore when they die, if there are words, they must be man-made." Qiao Ran persuaded in a deep voice.

Wen Shimo looked at Qiao Ran, and there was no trace of warmth in his indifferent eyes.

"I believe in science, but there are many things that science can't explain, do you think that if you push everything to science, I really believe that isn't Wanqing's last cry of grievance?

I'll give you a month, and if you can't find the so-called real culprit, I'll let you sacrifice to her on the day of the seventh day of the evening. Wen Shimo said coldly and stood up and left.

Looking at the raging fire in the crematorium, Qiao Ran frowned slightly.

Even the cremation did not forget to use Song Wanqing's last value to make Wen Shimo hate her even more.

Song Wanrou, your scheming is really outrageous.

……

Wen Shimo walked out of it and saw Wen Shimo's hand full of burns and blisters, Xu Xueman hurriedly stepped forward with concern.

"Shi Mo, why did your hand hurt?"

"Late ...... When Wanqing was cremated, she waved her hands and said in a miserable voice Let me avenge her, I thought she was not dead, so I reached in and tried to pull her out. Wen Shimo's voice was thick and nasal, his eyes were red, and his sad and heart-wrenching appearance made people feel heartache when they looked at it.

Xu Xueman staggered back with her legs, her eyes covered with grief.

"Wanqing not only did it manually, but also spoke? This...... Does this mean that Wanqing is not really dead? Just fell into a state of suspended animation, and ended up being burned alive by us? Xu Xueman asked in a sad voice.

Song Wanrou helped Xu Xueman, and said in a gentle and sad voice: "Mom, don't speculate, the doctor has seen my sister several times, and I am sure that my sister has passed away."

Just now, the staff explained to us that it is normal for people to have movement in their limbs when they are incinerated at high temperatures, but in the eyes of the family, it means that their family members are not dead.

wanted to risk death to save the family, but the staff was worried about such a contradiction, so they didn't let our relatives in and allowed my brother-in-law to send my sister's things.

I didn't expect that what they were worried about still happened, so that my brother-in-law suffered such serious burns, brother-in-law, you should go to the hospital to deal with the injuries on your hands. ”

"Your sister must not be dead, if she dies, how can she say that Shi Mo will avenge her." Xu Xue asked in a trembling voice.

"That's the hallucination caused by my brother-in-law's deep love for my sister, and I can't accept the fact that my sister has passed away. Song Wanrou patted Xu Xueman's back gently and comforted her gently.

"I don't believe in science, I believe that your sister's unjust soul will give me a dream, Wanqing, it's all my mother's bad, if my mother keeps you for a few more days, maybe you will be able to wake up."

You can wake up after three years of sleep, and a week of coma is not a big deal for you, it is all your mother's fault, and your mother should take care of you for three years, not send you to this terrible funeral home.

Wanqing, it's all my mother's fault, it's my mother's uselessness, it's my mother who hurts ......"

Before the rest of the words were finished, Xu Xue foamed at the mouth, rolled her eyes, and fell to the ground softly, fainting.

In the chaos, Song Wanqing went into the ground according to the selected time.

God seems to be saying that Song Wanqing died unjustly, and the weather when the sun was still out, when Song Wanqing's urn was put into the ground, a sudden wind suddenly came, and it rained heavily.

The heavy rain came suddenly, and the people who did not bring umbrellas bowed casually and hurried back to the car.

Only Wen Shimo let the cold and biting storm of the cold winter moon blow on his face like a knife.

Wen Shimo's deep gaze was deeply fixed on the tombstone, Song Wanqing's youthful and bright smiling face.

"Wanqing, if you really committed suicide because of being exposed on the Internet, I will definitely make Qiao Ran pay the corresponding price for you.

If you, as Qiao Ran said, were used and instigated to die a tragic death, I will definitely find out the murderer who really killed your life, return you to justice and innocence, and prevent you from dying innocently. ”

Wen Shimo, who was standing in the heavy rain, bowed deeply to Song Wanqing's tombstone, turned around and left in the cold wind.

It's just that as soon as he took a few steps, there was a whirling dizziness in front of him, and his body quickly staggered forward a few steps and fell to the ground.

In order not to let himself fall too embarrassed, Wen Shimo knelt on one knee and supported the ground with his injured hand.

Song Wanrou ran over from the corner of the green tree with an umbrella, and saw Wen Shimo kneeling on the ground alone, and hurriedly ran over.

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Song Wanrou held an umbrella and squatted in front of Wen Shimo, her eyes full of worry.