MTL - The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension-Chapter 370 late night autopsy

  Chapter 370 Late Night Autopsy

  370 Late Night Autopsy

  Afterwards, it was the funeral of the owner Liu, but Liu Baixue did not agree to be buried directly. She suspected that there was something strange about her father's death.

  So, he proposed to let Zhao Zhitong come to do the autopsy for his father.

  Her request was naturally strongly opposed by the rest of the Liu family.

   Just when Liu Baixue brought Zhao Zhitong to the mourning hall of Master Liu, Liu Yi'an, the young son of the Liu family who hadn't objected, suddenly rushed in with someone to stop Zhao Zhitong's autopsy.

   "Brother, what are you doing!"

  Looking at Liu Yi'an who came to stop him, Liu Baixue frowned, a little puzzled.

  Liu Yi'an stepped forward to comfort him patiently: "Xiaoxue, brother knows that you are sad, but father really fell off the cliff, so please don't touch father's body anymore, let father rest in peace."

Liu Baixue insisted: "Brother, why don't you believe me, there must be something wrong with Dad's death, you step aside and let Tong Tong see if it's okay, Tong Tong's technology is very high, it won't damage Dad's body. "

  Liu Yi'an opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, but Ren Jiu stopped at the door, preventing Zhao Zhitong from going in to look at the corpse: "Little sister, don't be self-willed, please? Let Dad go in a decent way."

  Liu Baixue didn't understand what it means to let dad go to be more decent: "Brother, what do you mean by that, what is it to be more decent?

  What if Dad was killed by someone? Do you want to watch your father be wronged by Jiuquan? "

  Liu Yi'an looked a little unsightly, with a straight face, he said majesticly: "Okay, don't say anything, now that Dad is gone, I have the final say at home, come here, take the young lady back to rest!"

   Seeing Liu Yi'an being so stubborn, Liu Baixue knew that arguing with him now would not do any good, so she stopped arguing with him, turned her head and left.

  The more Liu Yi'an refused to allow the body to be inspected, the more Zhao Zhitong felt that the death of Master Liu must be something strange, and the more she wanted to find out.

  However, now that Liu Yi'an has started to scare away customers, Zhao Zhitong has no choice but to leave first.

  After turning around, Zhao Zhitong saw Ding Xiang standing not far from the door, looking into the mourning hall, with a vague expression on his face.

  Zhao Zhitong glanced at her expressionlessly, with a hint of warning in his eyes, and then walked away.

Before Zhao Zhitong left, Ding Xiang stepped forward and whispered to Liu Yi'an softly: "Yi'an, don't be sad, Xiaoxue just doesn't understand your good intentions now, when she knows the truth, she will definitely understand. "

  Liu Yi'an was instantly soothed by the gentle person in front of him, "Xiangxiang, it's fortunate that you are here, otherwise, Daddy's reputation would be ruined."

  He agreed to the autopsy before, but just now, Ding Xiang suddenly found him and said that she knew how Master Liu died.

  It turned out that his father had a heart disease, and when he was digging herbs, the disease happened and he stumbled and fell off the cliff.

   And he was indeed inspecting his father's body, and he saw thick sores festering, which are the symptoms of a dirty disease.

  He said, his father is so good at martial arts, how could he fall off the cliff.

Fortunately, Ding Xiang secretly learned some medical skills when she was working as an ox and a horse in Sun's family, so she found out and told him in time. It's gone!

  Hearing Liu Yi'an's words, Ding Xiang lowered her head and smiled: "What are you talking about, this is what I should do."

   "First, Xiaoxue must be blaming me." Saying that, Liu Yi'an embraced the person in front of him: "It's good that Xiangxiang has you, but luckily I still have you to understand me."

   "Yi An~"

  Liu Baixue lay on Liu Yi'an's chest, and the tone in her mouth was mellow and lingering. However, the face buried in Liu Yi'an's chest showed no trace of affection.

  …

  After walking out of Liu's house, Zhao Zhitong stopped and looked back at Liu's villa before turning and leaving.

   Don't let her test?

  Hmph, she has already confirmed the corpse of the owner of the Liu village!

   The one who had the same idea as her was naturally Liu Baixue.

  She had suspected that there was something wrong with her father's death, but now, her brother's sudden refusal attitude was too abnormal.

  Thinking of Lilac next to Liu Yian, she felt even more that there was something wrong with her father's death.

   Therefore, she will continue to investigate the cause of her father's death!

  Two good friends who knew each other thought of one place by coincidence.

  So, after they met quietly in private, they hit it off immediately, and made an agreement that at midnight tonight, they would sneak into the mourning hall of Master Liu to conduct an autopsy.

  —

   Time soon came to night, and the sky was getting darker and darker.

  In the mourning hall, the candlelight flickered. As children, Liu Yi'an and Liu Baixue should have come to guard the spirit of Villa Master Liu together.

  However, Liu Baixue was weak, and Liu Yian was worried that Liu Baixue would mess around in the mourning hall, so he asked her to go back to the yard to rest, and he and his servants kept watch.

   When it was three o'clock, the maid beside Liu Baixue suddenly ran over in a dark and panicked manner: "Young Master, Young Master, it's not good, Miss, Miss suddenly has hysteria, go and have a look!"

   "What? Why did you suddenly get sick again!" Hearing that his sister was sick, Liu Yi'an panicked and got up quickly: "Go, take me to see it."

   "You, go and call the doctor."

   After finishing the order, he followed the maid and walked quickly to Liu Baixue's yard.

  As soon as the people left, the mourning hall suddenly returned to silence, only the sound of the shaking white silk, and the cries of unknown creatures outside, mixed with the floating white silk, the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

bump!

   At this moment, the coffin of Master Liu suddenly made a sound.

  The drowsy boy who was frightened and dozing off trembled, his whole body woke up instantly, and he pricked up his ears to listen.

   But the surroundings were quiet again, just when the boy thought it was just an auditory hallucination, there was another bang!

   It was as if someone was beating the coffin inside the coffin.

"Who!"

  The boy stared at the coffin and let out a vigilant cry.

  But what answered him was only the sound of the wind, the eerie silence, and the swaying black shadow of Bai Ling, which made the servant swallow saliva, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Ugh!"

  At this time, a dull and vicissitudes of sigh came from the direction of the coffin again.

   This sigh was clearly heard by the servant, and now he panicked even more. He stood up and shouted bravely: "Who, who is there?"

   He was answered by another more dull sigh.

   Immediately afterwards, there was a deep cry: "I am so wronged."

"what!"

  Suddenly there was a scream, and the frightened boy rushed out of the mourning hall, almost fleeing.

  After the boy ran away completely, there was a sound of laughter.

   "Hey, scared away."

   Immediately afterwards, two figures, one tall and one short, fell from the eaves, and it was Zhao Zhitong and Qiao Muchen who came.

  Zhao Zhitong: "Okay, people are gone, I'm going in."

  Qiao Muchen nodded: "Okay, you go to check, I will help you look out at the door, pay attention to safety, call me if you are afraid, you know."

  Zhao Zhitong patted his chest and said, "Okay, okay, don't worry, I'm afraid of nothing."

   Time is very tight, and the two of them will not talk too much nonsense.

  After speaking, Zhao Zhitong trotted into the mourning hall with the tools in hand, lifted off the white cloth covering Master Liu, and began the autopsy.

  (end of this chapter)