The colleagues from the anti-drug team who received the notice also rushed over.
After the doctor finished examining the body and issued the death certificate, Zhao Bai took out his phone and kept swiping but couldn't bring himself to dial Wang Chaoyang's family's number. In the end, a subordinate officer helped him out.
It was just six o'clock in the morning.
Gu Ji couldn't imagine with what kind of sorrow Wang Chaoyang's parents, who were already over sixty, made their way to the hospital.
Until they saw the elderly couple, their hair all gray, their steps trembling.
Collapsed beside Wang Chaoyang's body, wailing inconsolably, "Chaoyang! Wuwuwu..."
The crowd, who had been silent, could finally hold back no longer.
Gao Bo stood in the hallway of the mortuary, with reddened eyes, murmuring, "Gu Ji, do you think one day we will also..."
"Yes."
Unexpectedly, Gu Ji had no intention of comforting Gao Bo but instead replied decisively and bluntly with a single word.
