Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 387 Trainee Pluto (66)

In many cases, everyone is not without the ability to judge right from wrong.

It's that they don't want to take right and wrong seriously.

They only believe what they want to believe.

Even if there is iron-like evidence in front of them, some people will clamor and shout: This evidence is false!

Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Han looked under the stands again, and subconsciously squeezed the report card in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted up the report sheet with all his strength and threw it in the air, his voice full of hoarseness and anger.

"What I have in my hand is the autopsy report of the deceased! It clearly shows that the deceased died of blunt force beating and bleeding! She was beaten to death, and she was already dead before she was sent in! This is Let me show you the evidence you want, look, it is clearly written on it!"

He was so emotional that his voice trembled violently.

Sensing his emotional instability, Zhu Zhijun reached out, grabbed his sleeve, and forced him to sit down.

It's a pity that Wu Han threw Zhu Zhijun away with great strength, ran straight to the end, lifted the list and placed it in front of these cameras, repeating it over and over again.

"Look, I didn't kill her, she was beaten to death!"

The reporters frantically rushed forward, and the flash clicked, blinding the man's eyes.

At this time, a reporter asked the other party a question.

"Families of the deceased, now that the hospital has produced the autopsy report, what else do you have to say?"

The woman was visibly panicked, facing the camera, unable to speak a word.

But the old man sitting next to her suddenly stood up, with an angry and aggrieved expression, pointing at Wu Han's nose and shouting loudly.

"My old woman's body was cremated a long time ago. Where did you get this report?! Your hospital has the means to find someone to check and fill in a few words, and everything will be fine. We have nothing to rely on, how can we answer? This is fake , this is fake!"

The reporters in the audience were like grass swaying in the wind, and quickly rushed to Wu Han's side.

"May I ask how you got the body of the deceased? It's not that you haven't coordinated well before, and the family members don't agree. Where did you get this practice report?"

Wu Han's eyes widened, and he hadn't spoken yet. Zhu Zhijun, who had been sitting quietly all this time, got up directly, and spoke a little faster into the microphone.

"The body was sent by the family of the deceased. We will submit the autopsy report to the supervision department for review. As for why the family sent the body over, we have relevant cameras here. Let's take a look together."

With that said, the projection in the backstage of the conference was adjusted, followed by a clear video appearing on the screen.

In the video, it clearly shows two men, one tall and one short, lift a black bag from the car, throw the bag at the hospital gate in a hurry, then rush into the car and drive away without hesitation.

Because it was four o'clock in the morning, the streetlights directly opposite the hospital had already been turned on, and under the illumination of the streetlights, the faces of the two men were exceptionally clear.

Look carefully, they are not the two sons of the deceased.

When the video ended, all the reporters were taken aback by this set of operations.

what's the situation?
Everyone in the hospital said so, which means that they must have got the body and performed an autopsy.

But he also said that the body was sent by the family of the deceased?

How can it be?

Now the family members insist on it and even make a fuss about it, just to force the hospital to admit it.

(End of this chapter)