The entire morgue was wet and cold. There was a square table and several chairs against the wall. They were all old and wet when touched, which was very suitable for this cold morgue.

Mrs. Bai took a few steps and came to a corpse in front. She stretched out her trembling hand and gently uncovered the white cloth, revealing the white little girl's snow-white face.

Mrs. Bai shook for a moment and collapsed softly. Mr. Bai Qian and Yin De hurriedly supported Mrs. Bai, and Song Yuner also ran over to help, pinching the people and calling out loudly. After a while, Mrs. Bai cried out.

Mr. Bai Qian comforted softly: "Madam, the child has left, you have to mourn. Let's take a look at Sumei and go out."

The Century Crown cried sadly: "My son..." He wanted to speak, but he was sobbing that he couldn't say anything.

Yin De said, "It's all because I don't take good care of my son-in-law. It's because my Yin family is incompetent in discipline. He raised a beast like Hu San with a human face and a beast-hearted beast, which killed the two sisters." After that, he stomped his feet and beat his chest, looking in pain.

Mr. Bai Qian waved his hand: "No wonder you! Yin'er, don't blame yourself so much."

Yin De said: "Fortunately, the murderer has been arrested." He pointed to Yang Qiuchi, "It was this young man who cleverly tracked the murderer with a puppy."

Mr. Bai Qian said oh, looked up and down at Yang Qiuchi, and bowed: "Thank you, young master! I will revenge my son."

Yang Qiuchi returned a gift. It was not the time to chat, so he didn't say much.

Mr. Bai Qian said, "Let's go and see Sumei." Mrs. Bai nodded, and Mr. Bai Qian helped Mrs. Bai walk to the wooden board where Bai Sumei was placed next to him.

Yin De picked up the white cloth covering his face and gently covered Bai Xiaomei's face. Suddenly, Yin De shouted, threw the white cloth and took a few steps back... Yin De had already pressed the chair behind him to pieces and fell on the wet ground. Unconsciously, he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. His face turned pale, his eyes were staring at Bai Xiaomei's body, his hands were on the ground, and he crawled back a few steps.

"Ah~~!" Yin De screamed and raised his right hand. Then he realized that a broken wooden board was attached to his hand on the palm of his right hand. Yin De grabbed the wooden board with his left hand, pulled it suddenly, and immediately let out a long scream. On the wooden block he was holding with his left hand, there was a long iron nail. The rusty iron nail was covered with blood and was beating down. The palm of his right hand had already penetrated a blood hole by the iron nail.

It turned out that Yin De was frightened just now, and he crushed the already old and decaying chair behind him, and his palm was pressed on an iron nail on a rotten wooden board.

Mr. Bai Qian, Yang Qiuchi and others didn't see clearly why Yin De was like this, and they all surrounded him. Mr. Bai Qian asked, "Yin'er, what's wrong?"

Yin De's face turned pale, he pointed at Bai Xiaomei's body tremblingly, and blood continued to seep out of the wound on his right hand.

Song Yuner walked to Bai Xiaomei's body strangely and muttered, "What's the matter? I'm afraid it's like this...ah~!" Before he finished speaking, he screamed and took two steps back. He was so scared that his face was gone. A pink fist bit his mouth and shivered.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qiuchi asked, wondering what could scare the crazy girl who is not afraid of this day and is like this.

"She...she...she is looking at...sighting at me and smiling!"

Everyone felt a chill all over their bodies, even Yang Qiuchi was no exception. Although he had tested hundreds of corpses, it did not mean that he would not be afraid. There were many ghost stories in the morgue, and who knew which one was true.

Yang Qiuchi slowly walked to Bai Xiaomei's body. Sure enough, Bai Xiaomei's eyes were wide open and she stared at her tightly!

Yang Qiuchi felt a chill all over his body, as if someone was floating behind his head and sneering, and as if he was blowing on his neck. Yang Qiuchi's hair was about to stand up, but he turned his head suddenly, but there was nothing. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, looking at Yin De and Song Yuner, who were so scared that they were no one, and they thought, I was a disobedience, I was scared, is that okay?

Yang Qiuchi gritted his teeth, took another step forward, and observed carefully, and found that Bai Xiaomei's eyes did not turn, and the purple-red corpse spots under his neck were in his eyes. This is enough to show that Bai Xiaomei is dead. Since she is a dead person, Yang Qiuchi will not be afraid. He does not believe that there are ghosts in this world. There must be a reason why Bai Xiaomei opens her eyes.

After careful observation, I found no abnormality. I guess Bai Xiaomei's eyes suddenly opened, which may be because of the bioelectricity generated by some reason that caused a corpse spasm. This kind of thing has been reported before.

It was not until this time that Yin De spoke: "Ghost~! There is a ghost~! She is laughing!"

Yang Qiuchi reached out and closed his eyes for Bai Xiaomei, and said, "Don't be afraid, she has closed her eyes." He thought to himself, Mr. Yin is too brave, so many people are here, and it's daytime. Even a little girl like Song Yuner is not as exaggerated as him. Why is a big man scared to be so virtuous that he doesn't even know that his hand is stabbed.

Song Yuner bravely approached and looked at it, breathing a sigh of relief: "Yes, your eyes are closed. Don't be afraid." She turned to Yang Qiuchi, "Brother, what's going on? Why did she suddenly open her eyes?"

Yang Qiuchi looked at Yin De, who was still trembling all over. He was about to explain, but suddenly his heart moved and said, "Maybe she has some grievances."

When Yin De heard this, he screamed in horror, and then climbed a few more steps back.

Mr. Bai Qian said in a deep voice: "Little brother, isn't this murderer caught? What kind of injustice does my daughter have?"

Yang Qiuchi smiled and shook his head: "I'm talking nonsense, otherwise why would she suddenly open her eyes?"

Mrs. Bai shouted, "My miserable son~!" She started crying softly again. Mr. Bai Qian comforted her softly and helped her to Bai Sumei's body.

Seeing that Bai Xiaomei's body was motionless, Yin De gradually recovered from consciousness. At this time, he felt the severe pain in the wound on his palm. He looked down at the wound and saw that the wound was very deep and had pierced the entire palm.

Yin De got up, looked around, trying to find something to bandage the wound, but found a long white cloth on the square table next to him, so he tore a section and tied the wound around.

Yang Qiuchi kept watching Yin De bandage the wound and said, "Young Master Yin, your wound is very deep, you should clean it..." Yin De waved his hand and said, "Don't be busy for now, let's talk about it when you go back." He ignored Yang Qiuchi and came to Mr. Bai Qian and his wife in a few steps.

Yang Qiuchi didn't get up, but was alone with him.

Mr. Bai Qian gently lifted the white cloth covering Bai Sumei's face, revealing her calm and beautiful face, as if she was asleep.

The centenarian shouted, "My son~~!" He leaned on Bai Sumei, grabbed one of her hands, pressed them on her face, and cried in tears.

Yang Qiuchi was also very sad. He couldn't stand others crying. In the past, when he had autopsy, Yang Qiuchi avoided this. Seeing that Mr. Bai Qian and his wife were so sad, Yang Qiuchi sighed and turned around to walk towards the door.

At this moment, a scene hit Yang Qiuchi like lightning. He turned around and stared at Bai Sumei's hand. The hand, the soft hand held by the heartbroken Mrs. Bai, was swaying gently as Mrs. Bai cried.
Chapter completed!