After walking into the morgue, a burst of cold air rushed over my face.
Bo Sihan immediately held Mu Wanwan's hand, and protected her face: "If you feel scared or uncomfortable, just tell me, and we will leave here immediately."
"Okay." Mu Wanwan nodded in agreement, and then watched the police pull out a shelf from the cabinet, revealing a black body bag.
"The deceased was beaten and suffered severe head injuries, so his death looks a little scary. I hope you two are mentally prepared." Seeing Bao Sihan and Mu Wanwan nodding, the police stretched out their hands to unzip the body bag.
Immediately, a bloody smell rushed over, and then, Muruo's bruised and swollen face was exposed in front of the two of them.
Mu Wanwan frowned and looked at the face of the woman in front of her, not sure for a moment that she was Mu Ruo.
It's not because Muruo's face is covered with injuries, but her facial features have obviously undergone plastic surgery, but her plastic surgery seems to have failed, and her face has been distorted due to soft tissue and muscle damage deformity.
It looks very scary.
Mu Wanwan's gaze fell on Muruo's waist.
There is a black diamond-shaped birthmark at that location.
"Excuse me, is this Mu Ruo?" the policeman asked Mu Wanwan.
Mu Wanwan nodded slowly: "It is indeed Muruo."
Even though Muruo looks almost unrecognizable now, she can still be sure that the person in front of her is Muruo from her bone structure, body outline and birthmark on her waist.
The police were confirmed, and then put the body bag back on, and said to Mu Wanwan: "Then please make a record."
Mu Wanwan nodded.
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After answering some necessary questions from the police and finishing the transcript, it was almost noon when Mu Wanwan and Bao Sihan came out of the police station together.
During the process of her taking notes, Gong Yiwan called Mu Wanwan twice, but at that time she had no time to answer, so after leaving the police station, Mu Wanwan called Gong Yiwan immediately. Called back late.
"Wanwan, why didn't you answer the phone just now? Did something happen?" The call was connected in less than two seconds, and then Gong Yiwan's worried voice rang from the other end of the phone.
"Mom, I was just taking notes at the police station." Mu Wanwan's tone paused, and then she continued in an unbelievable tone, "Muruo was beaten to death. This morning, the police contacted me to confirm corpse."
"Muruo is dead?!" Gong Yiwan's tone was also full of disbelief, "Who beat her to death? Did the police say anything?"
Hearing the tension in Gong Yiwan's tone, Mu Wanwan frowned suspiciously: "The murderer hasn't been found yet. Mom, what's wrong?"
She didn't think her mother would care about Muruo's life or death.
But she could really hear the tension in her mother's tone.
"Wanwan, your little uncle went to find Muruo last night." Gong Yiwan took a deep breath and said slowly.
"What?" Mu Wanwan's eyes widened slightly.
Does this incident have anything to do with my little uncle?
For a moment, Mu Wanwan's heart rose to her throat.
Bo Sihan next to him felt Mu Wanwan's mood swings, stretched out his arm to stop her shoulder, and slowly said two words from his thin lips: "Calm down."
Mu Wanwan knew that she couldn't get emotional, otherwise it would be bad for the fetus, so she could only calm herself down and said to Gong Yiwan on the phone: "Mom, Si Han and I are going to your house now." (Remember this Website URL: www.hlnovel.com