He was the first among all to arrive at the criminal police team.

Bang!

Kim Ping An slapped the table and said angrily: "How could a living person suddenly have a respiratory system paralysis?"

"The results of this autopsy were jointly given by Prosecutor He and Prosecutors of the Higher People's Republic of China, and the possibility of fabrication is almost zero." Shi Hongfang said with his hands wrapped around him.

After the two prosecutors took the body away, they gave the information not long after, and there was a detailed autopsy report. I don’t know how they did it.

You should know that an autopsy takes at least a few hours, and a longer pathological test is not impossible for one or two days.

And they not only completed the autopsy in just a few hours, but even the autopsy report was ready.

To be honest, Shi Hongfang doubted the authenticity of this report.

But the body is no longer with them, and a second autopsy cannot be verified.

Kim Ping'an picked up the autopsy report handed over by Shi Hongfang, but he couldn't understand it at all and quickly put it down again.

Although I can't understand it, it doesn't prevent me from thinking it has problems!

"There is definitely a problem!" Kim Ping An said with a serene statement.

"Hu Yingshao is old after all, and his personal living habits are very bad. We were still eating seafood on the day we caught him. There was an accident... it was not surprising."

Shi Hongfang actually felt that this was strange, but various data showed that Hu Yingshao did die in an accident and there was no possibility of killing him.

First of all, the room in the detention center is monitored in real time for 24 hours. Hu Yingshao did not contact anyone before his death, and there were no physical injuries.

He didn't even eat supper, indirectly ruled out the possibility of food poisoning.

And if there is poison, the autopsy will definitely be detected.

Kim Ping'an's face looked very ugly: "But the fake Wang Sheng, who had died of respiratory paralysis, had he died of respiratory system paralysis!

The two people related to the case have the same way of death, so there must be a problem!

Perhaps this case is not over yet, and Hu Yingshao still has…”

"Ping'an, you should be very clear about how powerful Hu Yingshao is."

Shi Hongfang interrupted Kim Ping'an's imagination: "If you want to say that there are people above him, do you know what this means?"

"But the way these two people died was too much." Kim Ping An said angrily.

"Nothing is not true."

Shi Hongfang showed up directly and said: "I have investigated it, and no one above has maintained special contact with Hu Yingshao."

When Kim Ping'an heard Shi Hongfang's assertion, he was speechless.

He hesitated for a long time before he expressed his true thoughts: "I...I just feel that Hu Yingshao died like this. It's so cheap."

"Do you still want to lynch him?"

Shi Hongfang said angrily.

"If Hu Yingshao really has other backers behind him, then the investigation will be left to the two prosecutors. They are here for this."

Shi Hongfang recalled the scene when he met with Prosecutor He for the first time: "The prosecutor named He Jun is very aggressive. He is much more difficult to deal with than Gao Bin. I believe they will give us a satisfactory answer."

Kim Ping An reluctantly accepted Shi Hongfang's statement.

But he still wanted to try his best: "Don't you mind if I take the autopsy report?"

"Ask." Shi Hongfang said.

Just then, a knock on the door sounded.

Before Shi Hongfang could ask for in, the knocker pushed the door and entered.

Kim Ping An turned his head and looked at the door: "Messenger? Why are you here?"

The visitor is not someone else, but the messenger.

The messenger didn't say anything, but just glanced at Shi Hongfang.

The latter put the autopsy report into a document bag and handed it to Kim Ping'an: "Ping'an, then you can go outside to take pictures first. Just send them to the forensic office after the filming."

The subtext of Shi Hongfang's move is that I called the messenger, so you can avoid it first.

Although Kim Ping An was stunned, he didn't know how to observe his expressions and expressions.

After Kim Ping'an left, the messenger came to sit on the sofa, and Shi Hongfang sat opposite him like last time.

"Give me some stuff."

The messenger said.

Shi Hongfang saw the messenger's expression as a giant Yu Qianlizhi, and smiled helplessly: "Aming, this time I'm not talking about business, don't be stern, just keep on stern."

The messenger sneered: "Haha, what do you mean is that I still want to greet you with a smile?"

Shi Hongfang calmed down all the smile on his face and showed a guilty expression: "I'm very sorry for what happened back then."

"I'm not the one you should apologize."

The messenger's words were the same as last time.

"I... I'm sorry not only Xiaoya, but you, but also... I let down many people's expectations back then." Pain and struggle appeared on Shi Hongfang's face.

"Things in the past cannot be changed. Is it useful to say these now?"

Looking at the messenger's face like an iceberg, Shi Hongfang felt even more guilty.

The messenger back then was a person who loved to laugh very much, but now, there was nothing on his face except coldness and numbness.

The atmosphere between the two began to become stiff.

"...Can I ask me to worship Xiaoya?" Shi Hongfang asked in a tentative tone.

The messenger said: "Some people are dead. They can't hear what they didn't protect at the time, even if you regret it or blame yourself."

Shi Hongfang seemed to have expected this result long ago.

He decided not to continue to tangle on this topic that both sides felt painful.

"This is the legacy left by An Sien. I have already handled the subsequent inheritance issues for you. You only need to sign a letter."

Shi Hongfang handed over a paper bag and a document: "From An Sien's standpoint, I think you should accept it. This is the other party's wish."

The messenger simply looked at the contents of the document, picked up a pen, and signed his name.

The straightforward performance was beyond Shi Hongfang's expectations.

He thought the messenger would be struggling for a while, or entrusting him to donate these inheritances to public welfare undertakings such as orphanages or relief stations.

The messenger put down his signature pen and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Shi Hongfang shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, the messenger picked up the paper bag and stood up and left without any delay.

Shi Hongfang raised his hand and said something.
Chapter completed!