Chapter 2250: Son, why are you lying here.

The ugly girl coughed and coughed, "The lawyer is really a cunning guy. He was puzzled by his son's text message, so he immediately asked tentatively, what time shall we leave tomorrow morning, my son replied, I have something to do tomorrow morning, so I can't go with you. In addition, I have already entrusted this lawsuit to other lawyers, so you should put aside the investigation matter first, and then do not continue to follow up."
The old man exclaimed, "Isn’t it weird that your son sends this kind of text message? The lawyer just finished the phone call with your niece, and your niece appointed to tell the lawyer about the poison in the soup, so the lawyer decided to take her to your husband immediately. On site inspections in my hometown, how did I change my words in a blink of an eye, and said that I didn’t need to go, and changed the lawyer. Will the lawyer believe those text messages?"
The ugly woman laughed, "I said, the lawyer is a very cunning guy, he obviously doesn't believe those text messages, so he sent a message and asked, are you sending the message yourself? I asked you to call me in person. Said After finishing calling the phone again, I heard the phone ringing again. All three of our family were confused. In panic, my son turned off the phone."
The old man smiled and said, "The lawyer already suspected you, and your son turned off the phone. Doesn't this mean that the person who sent the message is not the one who sent the message?"
The ugly woman sighed, "At that time, we didn't care much. We decided to ignore the lawyer and quickly transport the corpse. Because leaving the corpse in the trunk is not a long-term solution. It stinks. So we closed the trunk and hurried on the road."
The old man smiled bitterly, "So, when you get here, are all your stories finished?"
The ugly girl nodded, "Yes."
The old man pointed to the iron drill inserted in the ugly woman's left eye socket, and said in surprise, "If your story ends just now, what's the matter with this iron drill?"
The ugly woman stretched out her hand to touch the iron braze, and took another photo at the glass door, also showing a surprised look, "Yes, why is there such a thing in my eyes?"
The old man said, "And you still have a lot of bruises, as if you fell from somewhere and rubbed against a hard rock."
The ugly girl widened her only remaining eye and looked around in confusion, "Old man, seriously, what is this place? Who are you?"
The old man laughed, "Big girl, this is the morgue, I am the night guard in the morgue."
"Ah? Morgue? Am I already dead?"
"Yeah, you are already dead, look at you, there are a lot of corpses on your body."
The ugly girl frowned, looking very puzzled.
"But, how could I die? Our family of three drove out together, and there was the niece's body in the trunk. We planned to transport her to the country to be buried."
The old man smiled bitterly, "It looks like you have amnesia."
The ugly girl pondered for a moment, and suddenly raised her head, "I see, that little must be the one who made a mess."
The old man was surprised, "Which little bitch?"
"That's my niece."
"Your niece? Didn't she have been strangled to death by your son? How can a dead person make trouble?"
"No! It must be her. You don't know her too much. She has a lot of eyes. It must be that when my son pinched her, she pretended to be dead, and then she walked halfway and suddenly started playing tricks and killed me. This bitch, I will definitely not let her go."
The ugly woman spoke so much, her mouth was slanted with anger, but the old man couldn't agree with her speculation.
"I said, sister, didn't you cover the trunk?"
"Yes, it was covered. In order to prevent accidents, I also locked the trunk specially. I was worried that the did not die and climbed out to retaliate against us."
"That's even more ridiculous, since you locked the trunk, how could she come out and kill you?"
The ugly woman said fiercely, "Old man, don't laugh, although this kind of speculation is very strange, but in fact, strange things did happen, otherwise how could I die?"
The old man remembered the death of the girl before, frowned, "This—maybe your death has nothing to do with her, right?"
The ugly girl smiled, "It's not her, who else? Say, where is that bitch?"
How dare the old man say that the beautiful girl had just escaped from here, so he had to say that he didn't know. The ugly girl was not convinced. She grabbed the old man and pinched his neck again. The old headache was too painful, and her neck was pinched and speechless, she had to point her finger at the door of the morgue. Of course the old man meant the girl. Just escaped. But the ugly woman followed the direction of the old man's fingers, and saw a few corpses lying outside the duty room. I was overjoyed at once, "Ah? I see, it turns out that this is dead too, it's really a sacred person. God would not keep her for this kind of bitch." After speaking, he smiled and ran out of the duty room. Ran towards the corpses.
The old man was pinched out of frustration. When he recovered, he found that the ugly woman was running towards the corpses. Just about to stop it, it was too late. The ugly woman ran to a morgue and brushed the floor. , Opened the white cloth.
Looking at the person lying under the white cloth, the ugly girl screamed and almost fainted. The old man hurriedly pursued and held the ugly girl in his hand, "Big girl, what's wrong with you? Doesn't it matter?"
The old man saw that there was a young man lying on the morgue bed. The young man was tall and sturdy, with a rough face, like a rural boy. Like the ugly girl, the boy was bruised all over his body. There was a big hole on his forehead, his blood and brains were already dry, and his eyes were wide open in horror, seeming to be fixed on the last crippled expression before he died.
The ugly woman pointed at the person lying under the white cloth and shivered for a long time before she uttered a full-blown sentence.
"That's my son."
The old man took a closer look and found that the boy's eyebrows were very similar to those of the ugly girl.
"Son, why are you lying here?" After speaking, he jumped on and was grabbed by the old man. "Big sister, don't, there is a talisman on the corpse. If you touch the talisman, it will be troublesome."
The ugly girl really didn't dare to step forward, and said in surprise, "Who posted this talisman?"
The old man had no choice but to talk nonsense, "This talisman is posted by an old Taoist priest. No one is allowed to touch it, and of course you can't touch it anymore."
At this time, the ugly girl was full of grief and indignation, and she didn't actually pursue the talisman. She stood in front of the morgue, looked at the teenager firmly, and cried out.
"Poor boy, you just turned fifteen years old, and you were killed by that bitch. I want to avenge you."
The old man persuaded, "Sister, I think you must have misunderstood your niece. According to your statement, you locked the trunk, how could she run out? Not only did she kill you, but also your son. This is simply unimaginable."