Chapter 781

This is the real idea in my heart.

Now that the money has been handed over to the funeral home, I should and take it for granted to have a look at any problems found.

Another reason is that I always think the funeral home stopped me so seriously, which should show that this thing is very important.

Why is it so important? I won't know until I see it.

The staff and I hurried to the dressing room.

The makeup artist who is responsible for beautifying the body is still standing next to the former mother-in-law, with a very dignified expression.

"What did you find?" I asked.

The makeup artist took out a transparent plastic bag and handed it to me. "That's it. It was found from the bottom of the tongue."

I saw that there was a hairpin in the plastic bag.

To be exact, it's half a hairpin, a very small one. It's probably because it's been in your mouth for too long. It has lost its luster. Although it's still silver, it looks closer to the gray texture.

Very common hairpin.

But its location is not ordinary at all.

I don't understand, "how could this thing be under her tongue?"

The makeup artist explained, "I don't know the specific situation. Anyway, I have to tell you the process of discovery. It's because people's muscles will be stiff after death, and then they begin to soften, resulting in a sense of collapse in the face. Therefore, I need to put cotton in my mouth to support the feeling of fullness.

Then, when I was putting cotton under my tongue, I found this hairpin. "

The staff also followed the analysis, "Miss Shen, I think there may be two situations."

First, the former mother-in-law was confused. She thought it was a treasure, so she hid it carefully so that everyone wouldn't find it.

Second, the former mother-in-law hid what was good for herself or for others or helped, so that we could find out the clues.

After saying these two possibilities, the staff also looked at me, "I heard that she was murdered, didn't she?"

Perhaps the speaker has no intention and the listener has a heart.

Before the staff finished, a terrible idea had risen in my heart.

No, this is the murderer evidence left by my former mother-in-law?

"Can I have this?" I asked.

The makeup artist nodded and handed it directly to me.

However, he kindly reminded me, "are you going to call the police? If so, I suggest you directly call the police to take the evidence now, otherwise you may not count after passing your hand."

The makeup artist's tone was very sincere, "I've encountered similar situations before, so I remind you."

"Then I'll call the police now." I immediately took out my cell phone.

After calling the police station, I called Huo Tinggui and Su Xiangyang and asked them to come directly to the funeral home.

If it is really the evidence left by the murderer, even if it is a big event, I can't do it alone.

After connecting the phone, Huo Tinggui and Su Xiangyang said they would come right away.

As a result, the first person I waited for was not the two of them, but Xu Jiaman.

When Xu Jiaman appeared in front of me in great anxiety, I was stunned first, and then I quickly figured out her purpose.

Smiled and asked Xu Jiaman, "president Xu, in such a hurry, did you find something wrong with my former mother-in-law's body, but you didn't deal with it?"

Xu Jiaman's psychological quality is much stronger than I thought.

She quickly adjusted her breathing and smiled, "yes, after all, this was an accident in my mental hospital, so the police station will inform me after you call the police station."

One is to appear for the mental hospital.

After saying this, Xu Jiaman directly shifted his eyes and asked the makeup artist next to him, "the police station didn't tell me clearly on the phone. What is it?"

When the makeup artist heard that Xu Jiaman was the president of the mental hospital, he was instantly awed and quickly handed things to Xu Jiaman.

I saw it very clearly.

When Xu Jiaman saw this, he paused and looked very flustered.

Although it was covered up quickly, I still caught it.

She obviously didn't expect to leave such a thing.

Moreover, the emergence of this thing has a great impact on Xu Jiaman.

Does it mean that this is really the evidence left by the murderer?

"Dean Xu, do you know this card?" I asked tentatively.

Xu Jiaman shook his head decisively and denied it very simply, "I don't know. Just relying on a hairpin, how can I know who it is?"

"I think so. Card issuers are mass-produced. Anyone may buy them. I don't know how many I've seen." The makeup artist expressed his opinion.

Xu Jiaman immediately held down this sentence and nodded, "yes, so many identical hairpins, who knows who they are?"

The more I say so, the more I feel that Xu Jiaman is very guilty.

I'm afraid the murderer really has something to do with her!

But it's no use thinking about these now. We'd better wait until Huo Tinggui and Su Xiangyang come.

Several times Xu Jiaman wanted to get the bag with the hairpin, but I stopped him.

He even asked with a sneer, "Dean Xu, the police haven't come yet. You take the evidence so casually. Aren't you afraid that you won't be clear at that time and say you're the murderer?"

Xu Jia stared with round apricot eyes, "Miss Shen, you should be a little polite. Why do you buckle a excrement basin on your head?"

I shrugged and looked innocent. "When did I buckle the excrement basin for you, just a kind reminder to you, or did you have a ghost in your heart, so I thought I meant something?"

Hearing this, Xu Jiaman stopped talking.

She is a smart person and knows what a timely stop loss is.

After all, if you continue to argue with me, I can say that she is guilty of being a thief, which will make her more confused at that time.

Instead, I didn't explain anything. It seemed as if I was making trouble for nothing.

I don't care what others think.

As long as the evidence has not been touched by Xu Jiaman, just keep it as it is.

Finally, when the police arrived, Huo Tinggui and Su Xiangyang also arrived at the funeral home one after another.

"What's going on now?" Huo Tinggui asked me as he walked in.

I quickly reported the situation, "I watched the police put the evidence into the evidence box, but it was still locked. Xu Jiaman didn't touch it."

"Xu Jiaman?" Huo Tinggui looked surprised. "Why did she come?"

I want to remind Huo Tinggui that she is right next to her, but it's too late.

Xu Jiaman walked forward slowly and said hello, "Huo Shao, you don't seem to like me very much. It's very sad."