Chapter 449

If it's just a simple crash, the body won't be destroyed so quickly. He reaches out his hand, puts on his gloves, and just wants to touch it, there is a sound behind him.

"She's not song September. Song September won't die."

Yu Chuyuan looks back and finds that his boss is standing on one side with a pale face and a tight brow. No matter when he is, he is just like a flower of kaolin. Even if he is beside such a corpse, he still looks elegant.

"Boss, I suspect that someone intentionally damaged the body. If it was just an ordinary car accident, the body would not be so badly damaged. It looks like someone spilled gasoline."

Yu Chuyuan's fingertips finally reached out and touched the corpse. He found that there was a layer of black oil on his fingers and his eyebrows wrinkled. He was more sure of his idea.

Fu Yan's face was still very pale, and now he felt that his heart hurt badly. The body was so badly damaged that it was impossible to confirm his identity.

"Boss, don't worry. It's obvious that you have deliberately destroyed the body. It's not sure whether the body is Miss Song."

"Well."

Fu Yan pursed his lips and said so faintly, but people with clear eyes could see that his nerves were too tight. As long as he was stimulated a little, he might collapse.

So Yu Chuyuan didn't dare to say that he was too sure. He was afraid that the result would be unsatisfactory.

"Bring the body back."

He took a look at the bodyguards next to him. After saying this, he got up and took off his gloves and threw them into the garbage can.

Several bodyguards rushed forward, moved the body to the car, and then several people drove the car back.

Mo Yi is with Fu Yan. I don't know what this person is going to do next. There are already people here. The scrapped cars are still in place. After the tide goes down, all traces are erased, so it's not so easy to find out.

"Mo Yi, tune out the tracks of song September last night, and don't let go of any cameras on the route. I want to know what happened to her."

Mo nodded, turned around and was about to check it. He found another car stopped on the beach, the door opened, and Chen Yibai's eager face came into view.

Chen Yibai looks at the scrapped car not far away. His face turns white. He immediately runs over and finds that the car body has been burnt. He saw this car drive in September before. If it has been in this car in September, he can't imagine the consequences.

"And she?"

He turned his head and looked at Fu Yan next to him. He found that the other side's face was gloomy, and a little uneasiness flashed in his heart. The whole person seemed to be about to explode.

Fu Jin did not speak. Although he had just said to Chu Yuan that the corpse was not song September, he was not sure at this time. What if it was? What should he do?

If there is no song Jiuyue in the world, what's the meaning of his life

Fu Yan's mouth pulled, he could not remember how he lived without song September.

"She's still alive."

I don't know whether he is comforting Chen Yibai or himself. He looks up and sees something looming on the sea. His pupil shrinks and he comes closer.

Song Shi's high-heeled shoes just burned in September, so I don't know if they are tight.

But now, Fu Jin has a very bold idea in her heart. Maybe song September was just swept away by the tide and didn't die at all. The corpse is not her

Seizing this glimmer of hope, he looked down at his shoes in a daze, his eyes were hot, he wanted to roar, and he wanted to vent all his fears.

The moment he saw the body, his head was blank, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't stand up. God knows how scared he was, like his soul was taken away.

"Mo Yi, let people search on the sea. Song September may have been swept away by the waves. Send all the helicopters to find her as soon as possible. If there is news in Chuyuan, let me know as soon as possible."

As soon as Mo saw the high-heeled shoes in his hand, there was also a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Chen Yibai made two phone calls, and soon a helicopter came, and several people got on the helicopter.

Fu Jin put the high-heeled shoes aside carefully and jumped into the sea.

"Boss!"

Mo Yi is scared to cry, but he wants to control the helicopter, can't jump down with the other party, can only connect other people.

"Protect the boss! Water good follow! I'll search on it

"I know."

After more than ten seconds, Fu Lu jumped to the side of the helicopter.

Fu Yan held his breath, and he was always in the lower reaches of the water. Occasionally, he almost choked, and then he leaned out of the sea to have a rest.

Yu Chuyuan has extracted the DNA of the corpse. Just compare it with Miss Song's, you can know if it belongs to miss song.

There must be Miss Song's hair in the villa. He took off his clothes, got out of the hospital, got on the bus and went directly to the villa.Aunt Qiu opens the door. When she sees people in a hurry, she always feels something big. But Miss Song and Mr. Fu are not here, and she doesn't know how to open her mouth.

Yu Chuyuan went to the bedroom on the second floor and wanted to find a hair. When he saw the comb in the bathroom, his eyes brightened. He took one from the top and went back to the hospital in a hurry.

"Yu..."

Aunt Qiu was just about to ask if she needed any help, but the other party had already left. She could only sigh and found that there were a few hairs on the comb, and her brow was wrinkled.

It's strange that I just cleaned the room and even washed the hair comb. Why do I have hair again at this time

My heart is a little strange, even feel terrible, will comb a throw into the garbage can, and then took a new comb out, finish these, just feel at ease.

Yu Chuyuan didn't know all this at all. He took her hair to the hospital. It involved Miss Song. He didn't dare to let others do everything. He was afraid of making any mistakes. He even did it by himself.

As a result, when he came out, he was completely confused in the same place, and his head was blank. He did not believe in evil and compared it again. He found that it was still the same. With a shake in his hand, the report sheet fell directly on the ground.

"Doctor Yu, the boss is still waiting for the result. What's the matter? Have you come out?"

The bodyguard in black is waiting anxiously. Seeing Yu Chuyuan coming out of the room, he immediately comes forward and wants to take the list. But Yu Chuyuan stops him and his voice is weak.

"Tell the boss that the DNA of the deceased is completely consistent with Miss Song, and it has been confirmed that it is Miss Song."