The instant they pulled open the morgue drawer, the two of them recognized their son. Even though his face had been ruined beyond recognition, even though his flesh was a bloody mess, they recognized him at once.
The old mother's legs gave way, and she toppled backward. Shi Tiexin caught her in one swift motion.
"My son! My child! My poor, ill-fated child! How could you leave us like this?!"
The old mother wept as though her heart had been torn apart, while the old father covered his face and sobbed. Cheng Long stood there at a loss, but Shi Tiexin held the couple and patted their shoulders, silently using Limitless Tribulation Power to protect their hearts and prevent another tragedy born of overwhelming grief.
"Uncle, Auntie, you mustn't let your grief harm you. Think of your grandson. If something happens to you too, he'll truly have no one to rely on."
"Wuwuwu... my poor grandson... He got stuck with such a shameless mother, and now he's lost his father too. What will he do from now on? Wuwuwu..."
The elderly couple left, supported by Shi Tiexin.
Li Jiahao was locked back inside the morgue drawer.
Quietly.
Quietly.
He moved.
In the police station office, Cheng Long made two cups of tea while Shi Tiexin sat with the elderly couple, comforting them in a gentle voice. His masterful Rhetoric had a soothing effect on their hearts.
But Shi Tiexin and Cheng Long could not remain with the couple forever, because new cases were always happening somewhere in this world.
"Chief, another homicide." Kennedy ran over like a messenger. "The crime scene is on Downing Street. Please hurry over and take a look."
Shi Tiexin and Cheng Long immediately headed out, arriving at the scene before long.
It was an old