Chapter 188 This hatred, she wants those people to pay with their lives!
Song Jing got into a taxi and left. He seemed to be thinking about a lot of things, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing at all.
Whether she would not live to be twenty or not, she didn't pay much attention to it.
Now she was only thinking about the scene of the car accident where her parents were. The bloody bodies of the man and woman who were hit in the car were the same as her parents. Their height and shape were exactly the same, and even their hairstyles were the same.
She only suspected that the car accident was not an accident and that her parents were killed, but she never thought that the two male and female corpses whose faces were completely indistinguishable might not be her parents at all.
If those two corpses were really swapped, her parents are really still alive...
Song Jing lowered his eyes, and the ends of his eyes turned scarlet.
But the premise of these is that what Tang Wu said is indeed true and not false.
"Beauty, who are you visiting?"
"Are you a student of Mr. Tang?"
"There are always many students of Old Man Tang who come to visit him. Even though he is childless, he is happier than other old men and ladies here."
"Just write down your personal information as before."
"Stop!" Song Jing sat up immediately. The taxi driver was startled by her gloomy voice and hurriedly drove the car to the side of the road and stopped.
Song Jing threw down a hundred and quickly got out of the car and ran back.
Wrong! The security guard at the entrance of the nursing home is wrong!
If Tang Wu is really a supervisor in genetic research as he said, and he is responsible for supervising their group, his identity must be kept secret, and the work must be carried out in secret. There may be students somewhere, and even
There are always many different students coming to visit him.
Either what Tang Wu told her was false, or there was something wrong with the security guard. What he said was actually testing her identity and purpose, and it might even be a code word.
Song Jing ran back to the nursing home. Many people gathered at the gate of the nursing home.
"Hey, I heard that an old man jumped off a building. Maybe he was too lonely living here."
"Who would want to live in a nursing home if they have children at home? Living here is not as comfortable as living at home."
Song Jing's running footsteps suddenly stopped, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
Soon the 120 and 110 buses came and the crowd was evacuated. Song Jing saw that the security guard of the nursing home opened the door for them, not the security guard when she arrived.
When she went out just now, she was in such a mood that she didn't pay attention to see if the security guard at the door had changed.
Song Jing pushed aside the others and ran to the security guard, "Uncle."
"Little girl, hey, hey, don't go in!" The security guard thought Song Jing was going to rush in, so he quickly reached out to stop him.
"Uncle, who is the person who jumped off the building?" Song Jing eased his mood, "I came here today to visit my grandpa. Just now he said he wanted to eat some peaches and asked me to go out and buy them for him. You see, I am here to visit him.
Filled in visit information."
"What's your grandfather's name?" The security guard went back to the security booth to get the visitor's book. There was indeed a visitor's information that was filled in only a few dozen minutes ago.
"Tang Wu."
The security guard's expression changed, "Little girl, you...hey, let me take you in."
Song Jing's eyes quickly flashed with murderous intent, and then covered it up again, "Thank you, uncle."
The security guard took her in, but the police immediately stopped her and asked, "Why are you bringing someone here at this time?"
"Comrade police, this is Old Man Tang's granddaughter. She happened to be here for a visit today. She just went out to buy fruit for Old Man Tang," the security guard explained.
The policeman looked at Song Jing with a careful look, "Are you Song Jing?" Song Jing has been on the hot search several times, so it is not surprising that he would be recognized.
"Boss, these things were found in the deceased's house, as well as a pile of money orders." A police officer came over.
The captain looked at the remittance slip and found that the remitter was Tang Wu and the payee was also the same person, named Song Jing.
The captain waved and asked the security guard to go out first. After the security guard left, he handed the remittance slip to Song Jing, "Ms. Song, 120 has carried out rescue operations, but the rescue efforts were ineffective. Mr. Tang has... You apologize."
Song Jing took the remittance orders and saw the name of the payee and the remittance amount under each remittance order. He instantly understood what these remittance orders were.
The amount of these remittances is exactly the same as the amount of so-called government relief she received every month after losing her parents.
At that time, she lived with her grandfather, who ran a Chinese medicine clinic. Their family had an income, and even if they were not rich, they were not enough to receive government relief funds to survive.
Because her grandpa always took the money home, she asked her grandpa, and he said that maybe because she was only a few years old at the time, the government gave her special care.
Now it seems that there is no so-called government relief fund at all. The money she receives every month is sent by Tang Wu.
She didn't know what reason Tang Wu persuaded her grandfather to make up an excuse for government relief funds so that she could accept the money she would receive every month.
But all this money belongs to Tang Wu!
Song Jing clenched his fists and his voice was a little hoarse, "I have studied medicine, can you let me see my grandfather?"
"Follow me." The captain immediately took her over.
The people from 120 were already doing the finishing work. They were confused when they saw the captain leading Song Jing over. Song Jing stepped forward and lifted the white cloth. The captain was responsible for explaining the reason to the 120 staff.
Song Jing checked Tang Wu's body.
The old body fell from the roof of the 12th floor. There were many fractures in the body. The rib cage bone directly pierced the lungs, and a large amount of blood gushes out from the mouth and nose. The bones in the hands and feet were also bent due to the fall from a high altitude, and the belly was also damaged.
It was scratched by bones, and the intestines might have been exposed before, but now they have been stuffed back by the medical staff.
He is dead and has no hope of life at all. Even if the King of Hell intentionally releases him, he cannot be saved.
Song Jing lowered his eyes, and the captain stepped forward to comfort him, "Miss Song, the deceased has passed away, so I'm sorry." He handed a tissue to her to wipe the blood on her hands.
"Why did my grandpa come to the roof of this building, and why did he fall down?"
"We have already inquired and said that Mr. Tang has the habit of going up to the roof of this building every day to get some air and look into the distance." The captain explained, "This is an old building. It has been in disrepair for a long time. The railings above have fallen off. Maybe Mr. Tang
I accidentally hit the railing and fell off."
"We have initially investigated the possibility of homicide and determined it to be an accident."
What a surprise!
Old Man Tang had just told her the truth and he fell to his death within twenty minutes. How could it be an accident?
Those people must have done it neatly and would not leave any evidence. If the police couldn't find anything, she would have to do it herself.
Song Jing took a breath and said, "I want to go up to the roof and have a look."
"I'll take you up." No one except the staff could enter the crime scene. The captain thought about it before taking Song Jing to the roof.
The roof of the twelfth floor has a very high view in this old city where most of the buildings are only six or seven floors. Standing on it, you can see far away.
Tang Wu comes up here every day. What is he thinking when he stands here?
He didn't come here voluntarily to retire, but was imprisoned here, right?
He has lost his freedom, so he comes here every day to look outside. For him, the world outside this wall is freedom.
Song Jing squeezed the remittance receipt in his pocket.
She was not familiar with Tang Wu, so she would have come back if she hadn't suddenly noticed something was wrong with the security.
This old man changed his appearance and bought her a lot of things. Even though he couldn't afford to lose five yuan, he secretly sent her money every month for ten years. In the end, he died because of her visit.
If she didn't come back this time, not only would she not know that he had done so many things for her, she wouldn't even know that he died.
Did Tang Wu die like this for no reason? There will be no one to burn paper money for him in the future.
Song Jing looked into the distance, his eyes red with murderous intent.
She wants to pay for this revenge with the lives of those who killed Tang and Wu!