ASTNovels Chapter 786 Autopsy
Chapter 786 Autopsy
Hearing the forensic doctor's words, Mo Jingchen slowly stood up on the floor.
"You have to be mentally prepared."
It was the first time for the forensic doctor to see so many corpses, such disgusting corpses.
Hearing this, Mo Jingchen frowned suddenly, stood there hesitantly, and swallowed nervously.
"Is it scary?"
He could imagine from the stench that the corpse must have rotted very badly.
The forensic doctor looked up at him and said in a low voice, "It seems that he has been dead for many days."
Mo Jingchen's heart suddenly "thumped".
many days.
Did he commit suicide while in prison?
But she controlled the Mo Group before, how could she commit suicide suddenly?
"Put on a mask."
The forensic doctor raised his chin and motioned for him to take a mask out of the toolbox.
Although this mask can't really block any smell, at least it can block some bacteria in the air, and filter the smell in the room a little, so that he won't spit it out on the spot.
Hearing the forensic doctor's words, Mo Jingchen took out a mask from the toolbox and put it on his face.
As soon as he walked into Mrs. Mo's bedroom, Mo Jingchen felt a strong rotten smell rushing towards him. He was so irritated that he couldn't open his eyes, closed them, and held his breath slowly. Walk slowly towards the bed.
"Don't hold your breath."
The forensic doctor looked at his face flushed from holding his breath, and hurriedly reminded him.
But if you don't hold your breath in this room, it will be too uncomfortable.
Mo Jingchen covered his mouth and nose, using the fabric of his clothes as a filter, took a deep breath, and then held back his breath.
He really couldn't bear the smell in this room.
"Look, is this dress your mother?"
Mo Jingchen forced his eyes to open a gap, and when he saw the dilapidated corpse on the bed, he couldn't help the churning in his stomach, and ran out.
"vomit!"
He flung himself on the railing, retching toward the downstairs.
That scene is something he will never forget in his life.
"How about it?"
The police came out after him, and continued to ask questions.
After Mo Jingchen's mood eased a lot, he turned around to answer the policeman's question, and replied: "That dress is indeed what my mother often wears."
Although he only glanced at it, the dress was very familiar to him.
Because Old Madam Mo almost always wears that house dress at home, and only changes into the expensive and exquisite clothes in her cloakroom when she goes out.
"Okay, because the corpse is highly decomposed, we need to take the corpse back to the bureau for inspection, to check the exact time of death, and whether it was suicide or homicide."
The police handed over a form, which was a consent form for autopsy, and the family members needed to sign it.
Mo Jingchen also wanted to find out what was going on, so he immediately nodded and agreed, and signed his name on the autopsy consent form.
"And your contact information."
He frantically wrote down his phone number again.
"Is it alright?"
Mo Jingchen's fingers trembled slightly, and his lips tightened into a straight line.
After the police confirmed the information, they took away the autopsy consent form.
Mo Jingchen stood at the railing in a daze, watching the police coming in and out, investigating the clues in the room, the forensic doctor wrapped the body tightly in a body bag, and transported the body out of the bedroom.
Watching the forensic doctor take away the corpse, Mo Jingchen's hands beside him slowly tightened, and intense hatred ignited in his eyes.
If it wasn't for Gu Xiuye, he wouldn't have been in jail, and his mother might have had no accident, and even if something had happened, he would have discovered it immediately instead of letting her lie on the bed without dignity, Let the corpse rot into that look!
Thinking of this, Mo Jingchen's eyes were almost red enough to bleed.
SK Group.
The news of Mrs. Mo's death at home hit the news, which made Qin Mian a little sad.
"I don't know what the reason is. It is said that he was lying on the bed in the bedroom. It was not until Mo Jingchen came home from prison that he realized that there was a rotten smell in the room."
Hearing Qin Mian's words, Su Li gasped and grinned, "So scary?"
"Also, after the corpse was sent for autopsy, Mo Jingchen locked himself in the villa alone for several days, and he only came out of the villa after the autopsy results came out."
Qin Mian's words made Su Li even more embarrassed.
The old lady Mo used to show off her power in the Mo Group, but now she has come to this end.
"What was the result?"
"The sleeping pill committed suicide, and the time is estimated to be not long after my wife took over the Mo Group."
As soon as Qin Mian finished speaking, Mu Qingge's voice sounded behind him.
"What did you say?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Qin Mian turned his head subconsciously.
He saw Mu Qingge standing side by side with Gu Xiuye, frowning slightly, his expression full of anxiety.
"Mr. Gu, madam."
Mu Qingge walked quickly to Qin Mian's side, and asked anxiously, "When did you say old lady Mo died?"
"exist……"
Qin Mian looked up at Gu Xiuye, and after Gu Xiuye showed no strange expression, he said in a low voice, "Not long after you took over the Mo Group."
Mu Qingge's brows tightly twisted into the word "Chuan".
How could this be?
It turned out that it was not long after she took over the Mo Group, so could the old lady Mo's suicide have anything to do with her?
Thinking of this, a burst of annoyance and regret suddenly rose in Mu Qingge's heart.
If she didn't take over, wouldn't Mrs. Mo commit suicide?
At the beginning, when she married into the Mo family, the old lady Mo talked about how powerful the Mo family group was all the time, and she looked down on her, the down-and-out daughter of the Mu family, both openly and secretly.
From that time, it can be seen how important Mrs. Mo thinks of the Mo Group.
But now, the Mo Group has been robbed by someone in her hands. It's not very strange that a person as proud as Mrs. Mo commits suicide.
"nothing dealing with you."
Gu Xiuye raised his hand to caress Mu Qingge's shoulder, and comforted him in a low voice.
Hearing Gu Xiuye's comfort, Mu Qingge still fell into self-blame.
"If I hadn't..."
"It's impossible for you to have expected such a situation long ago. What's more, they did this wrong, not you."
Gu Xiuye held her shoulders and led her into the office.
But when Mu Qingge thought of Mrs. Mo, his mood became very depressed.
"If the Mo Group hadn't been snatched away, none of the servants would have left."