He Teng arrived at the police station morgue to find it crowded with people. Apart from Lin Chan and the others, there were also some unfamiliar faces from the capital.
"He Teng." As soon as he saw him come in, Lin Chan called out and patted He Teng on the shoulder. "Brace yourself before you take a look."
Lin Chan gave He Teng an almost imperceptible nod. His bloodshot eyes, exhausted from sleeplessness, painted a picture of someone who, at first glance, seemed deeply grieved and enraged by the murder of He Zhilan.
He Teng understood immediately—this was Lin Chan's way of telling him to keep the act believable.
Scanning the faces, He Teng paused for a moment on Xing Ye and then glanced at Bian Xiulin, who was sobbing uncontrollably in Xing Ye's arms, before walking further inside.
But when He Teng saw the female corpse lying there, he suddenly stopped dead, his legs threatening to give out beneath him.
