After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 170 Identifying the Corpse

Song Qiao got out of the car and looked up at the four-story building in the courtyard. The majestic national emblem was engraved in the center, giving people a solemn atmosphere.

"Go to the case handling hall first!"

After Lu Mingxuan said this, the two walked over the red flag fluttering above and entered the office building.

"Hello, I would like to file a police report."

Lu Mingxuan walked toward the policewoman sitting at her workstation in the lobby.

"Report a crime? What happened?"

“Last night I was stabbed by a masked man near the vegetable market,” Lu Mingxuan said.

The policewoman looked up at Lu Mingxuan: "Which location?"

"Back!"

After Lu Mingxuan said this, Song Qiao quickly explained, "He was originally going to assassinate me, but my boyfriend stopped him."

The policewoman saw that Lu Mingxuan seemed completely unaffected, and her eyes showed suspicion. But considering the heinous nature of murder with a knife, she nodded and said, "Come with me!"

Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan followed the policewoman into a room next door. Inside, there were five or six policemen busy at work. The policewoman said, "Chief Wang, someone has reported a case."

After saying this, the policewoman left.

The male police officer, who called himself Section Chief Wang and looked to be around fifty years old, looked at Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan and asked, "Who reported the case?"

“Me!” Lu Mingxuan answered.

Everyone in the room was busy with their work, heads down. Section Chief Wang stood up, turned around, looked at them, and continued with the case, saying, "Conduct a comparison to see where this mother and daughter came from."

Upon hearing this, Song Qiao glanced nervously at Section Chief Wang and said, "I also want to report this to the police."

Section Chief Wang looked at Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan: "Aren't you two together?"

“We are together, but we have two things we need the police to help us with at the same time.”

After Song Qiao said this, Section Chief Wang walked towards the door and said, "Come this way with me."

Lu Mingxuan and Song Qiao followed Section Chief Wang to a room next door. When they opened the door, they saw a policeman inside. He said, "Officer Liu, someone has reported a case. Please come and register it."

"it is good!"

The young policeman looked at Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan and said, "Sit down and recount the whole story."

"You go first," Song Qiao said, glancing at Lu Mingxuan.

“Officer, last night my girlfriend and I were looking for our child. When we got to the street near the market, a masked man came out of an alley and stabbed me with a knife. I have a ten-centimeter-long wound on my back.”

Upon hearing this, the police officer walked over to Lu Mingxuan, lifted his clothes to take a look, and found that the wound was bandaged and could not be seen, but there were obvious signs that it had been treated.

"Near the market? Are you sure?"

"I remember clearly, that street seems to be called Wenmiao Road."

The police officer quickly made notes on the computer, then looked up at Lu Mingxuan: "We'll be going to the traffic police station to check the surveillance footage later, and we'll need your cooperation."

"it is good!"

After Lu Mingxuan said that, Song Qiao looked at the police and said, "I want to report a case too!"

"what happened to you?"

My daughter is missing!

The male police officer looked up: "Where did you go missing?"

"She was brought here from Jiangcheng by her adoptive mother, but we can't find her."

The murder case from this morning cannot be questioned, but Song Qiao can use the fact that Tong Yao cannot be found to find out if the dead mother and daughter are Wang Cuihua and Tong Yao.

When did this happen?

About two weeks ago.

Song Qiao looked at Lu Mingxuan and replied, "Actually, the two cases we reported are related."

Hearing Song Qiao's words, the police officer looked at her curiously: "What exactly happened?"

“My biological daughter, Tong Yao, was taken to Wenzhen and hidden by her adoptive mother. My boyfriend and I were attacked last night when we came here to look for her.”

After Song Qiao recounted what had happened, the police officer looked at her suspiciously and asked, "How old is your daughter?"

Song Qiao stammered nervously, "Five years...and five months."

How old is your daughter's adoptive mother?

"Thirty-five or thirty-six years old, I guess."

Song Qiao almost lost her balance and looked up at the police: "Are they in danger?"

The police officer looked at Song Qiao and Lu Mingxuan: "There was a murder this morning. A mentally ill person stabbed a mother and daughter who were having breakfast. I don't know if these are the two people you are looking for."

Song Qiao swayed slightly: "Can I see you in person to confirm?"

The police officer looked at Song Qiao and said, "The person has already been taken to the morgue, and the family hasn't come to claim him yet. I'll take you there in a bit to see if he's the person you're looking for."

After that, the police turned their attention back to Lu Mingxuan: "Regarding the case you reported, we need to retrieve the surveillance footage from the traffic police. I'll take you to see the victim in the murder case first."

Song Qiao's legs were already trembling. She remembered clearly what the police had said earlier: the family had not yet claimed the body. Wang Cuihua's husband was in a wheelchair, and if she hadn't gone home, he probably wouldn't have known about their deaths.

The more Song Qiao thought about it, the more she felt that the two people were Tong Yao and Wang Cuihua. With each step she took, she felt closer to despair.

As the police arrived at the morgue and opened the door, Song Qiao's vision blurred, and she was caught by Lu Mingxuan.

"Don't be nervous! Let's go in and take a look."

Song Qiao walked towards the two corpses, one large and one small, covered with white sheets, and tremblingly lifted the white sheet covering the child's head.

The girl in front of me was indeed the same age as Tong Yao, but her face was not Tong Yao's.

"sorry!"

Although it wasn't a nursery rhyme, Song Qiao looked at the child, who was so small, and closed her eyes sadly before covering the child with the white cloth again.

Children are not nursery rhymes, which means adults are not Wang Cuihua.

"Isn't the child your biological daughter?"

Song Qiao shook her head.

"Then take a look at the adults. Do you recognize them?"

As the police removed the white sheet covering her, Song Qiao shook her head again: "I don't know her!"

Since they didn't know each other, the police let the two leave. Lu Mingxuan helped Song Qiao and said, "Since it's not Tong Yao, let's use the police to find the child."

"it is good!"

After answering, Song Qiao walked out of the morgue and looked at the policeman: "My boyfriend was stabbed on Wenmiao Road. Should we go check the surveillance footage now?"

The police officer thought for a moment and said, "If you want to check the surveillance footage, you need to go to the traffic police station. Wait for me, I'll go back and get the keys!"

After leaving the morgue, the police went back to get the car keys, while Lu Mingxuan and Song Qiao stood in the courtyard waiting.

"Qiaoqiao, the people inside are not Wang Cuihua and Tong Yao. After we check the surveillance footage, we will go to Liu Jiawang and ask him to come out and testify as soon as possible so that the case of Jiang Ming accusing you of abducting Jiang Xiaoran can be properly handled."

Now that it wasn't Tong Yao who died, Song Qiao wasn't so anxious anymore. She looked at Lu Mingxuan and nodded, "Okay!"

About ten minutes later, the young policeman came out of the office building with his car keys.

"Get in the car, let's go."

"Thank you, officer!"

Song Qiao looked at the police and suddenly said something. In her heart, she didn't know whether to thank the police officers for accompanying her to identify the body, or to accompany them to the traffic police to check the surveillance footage.