Gu Lin is dead!
Gu Aoting's hands and feet were cold and frozen in place.
Keep your right hand holding the phone, motionless.
He could no longer listen to what the warden said later.
All that came to mind was what Gu Lin looked like when he was a child.
Once upon a time, he was an innocent child, well-behaved and obedient. He would call him daddy in a sweet voice, and would jump into his arms and let him hold him.
He has excellent academic performance since he was a child, is polite to others, and has outstanding work ability when he grows up.
Why did he become so cruel and cruel later on?
Even his own brothers and nephews were assassinated.
As long as he doesn't take things to the extreme, he, as a father, will not send him to prison.
"Dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
But Gu Aoting couldn't hear it and was completely immersed in his thoughts.
It was Gu Beixian who knocked on the door.
Gu Beixian opened the door and walked into the office. He saw Gu Aoting standing stiffly in front of his desk, his pupils were dull and his face was expressionless.
A change from his previous energetic appearance.
Like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Gu Beixian looked at him calmly and asked, "What happened?"
Gu Aoting didn't respond.
Putting the contract on the desk, Gu Beixian stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes and said: "The project in the west of the city has been negotiated. This is the contract. Next, we have to demolish and go through the procedures. We strive to finish the demolition and start construction as soon as possible. "
Gu Aoting still didn't respond.
Gu Beixian turned around, walked to the coffee table, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him.
Gu Aoting didn't answer and didn't even raise his eyelids.
Putting the tea cup down, Gu Beixian raised his hand and patted his shoulder, shouting: "Lao Gu, Lao Gu, Director Gu? Can you please open your mouth?"
But Gu Aoting pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Gu Beixian tried to shout again: "Dad? Nanyin's father? Qin Shu's husband? Yifeng's grandfather!"
Hearing the word "Yifeng", Gu Aoting's stiff eyes became slightly lively.
Raising his hand to touch his face, Gu Aoting sat down on the chair with a thud.
His head was hung low, and his fists were clenched weakly.
Things at work rarely affect him.
After thinking for a moment, Gu Beixian said: "My grandparents, my mother, and my brother Nan Yin Mo Chen are all fine. Su Yao Yifeng is fine. Lu Ning's health has begun to improve. A Yao and Yun Jin have not had any accidents. That is Gu Lin problem occurs?"
Gu Aoting smiled bitterly, "Gu Lin committed suicide, he is dead, he is dead."
Gu Beixian's expression froze.
After a few seconds, he smiled.
An incredible laugh.
Gu Beixian said: "How is that possible? I believe it when someone else commits suicide. I absolutely don't believe it when Gu Lin commits suicide."
Gu Aoting raised his hands and rubbed his face, "He's really dead. The warden called me personally to tell me. The kid also wrote a suicide note and asked me to bury his ashes next to his fucking grave. This was his tone. His last He knows how to poke my heart. I'll confirm it and bring 'him' back..."
At the end of the sentence, Gu Aoting's voice almost choked and he couldn't speak any more.
He put his hands on the table, stood up with difficulty, and walked out with a staggering step. As he walked, he explained: "Please help me deal with the company's affairs. I can't do anything today."
How could Gu Beixian trust him to go out like this?
I'm so lost, what should I do if something happens?
Gu Beixian raised his feet and chased after him, "I'll go with you. I'll send someone else to handle the official business."
"That's fine."
More than an hour later.
The father and son came to the prison.
The warden personally came to receive him.
After a brief exchange of greetings, the warden led the two of them into the room dedicated to holding corpses.
The temperature in the room was much lower than outside, and it was gloomy.
There is a narrow bed in the middle.
"The Procuratorate has sent someone to confirm that it was suicide. If the relatives have no objections, they will be cremated. After the cremation, the ashes will be handed over to you." The warden said, reaching out and pulling open the white sheets.
As soon as the sheets were lifted, Gu Lin's face was seen to be congested and red, a gloomy dark red.
His eyes were wide open, his eyes were cold, and his pupils were dilated.
There were obvious strangle marks on the neck, which were purple-red in color.
Although the death scene was horrific, one could still tell that it was Gu Lin himself.
Gu Aoting only glanced at it and quickly turned away, unable to bear to look again.
Gu Beixian patted his arm to comfort him.
He took a step forward, protected Gu Aoting behind him, and asked the warden: "How did Gu Lin die?"
The warden replied: "Gu Lin's labor camp job in the prison was to make clothes. He tore off strips of cloth, hid them, secretly twisted them into ropes, and strangled himself to death in bed at night."
Even after hearing what the warden said with his own ears, Gu Beixian still couldn't believe it.
A person with such great ambition is so hopeless that he commits suicide?
How incredible!
The warden handed over a suicide note, "This is the suicide note found under Gu Lin's pillow. After identification, it is indeed his handwriting."
Gu Beixian took it and stared at the handwriting to read it carefully.
The writing is beautiful, imitating the balance, thinness and hardness of the willow body, but it is less decisive and energetic than the real willow body, lacking in hardness and more than enough yin energy.
This awkward and contradictory handwriting is indeed Gu Lin's.
Gu Beixian began to read the suicide note word by word.
The suicide note read: Dad!
Finally, I’ll call you dad.
Although you didn't raise me personally, you still gave me a lot of love, better than many fathers. Therefore, I am angry with you and blame you, but I can never hate you.
I was once a glorious person, but now I am a prisoner despised by thousands of people. There is no point in continuing to live.
Every day in prison was torture for me. I was hopeless and had no love for life. Only death could free me.
When I die, please leave me a whole body without an autopsy. This is my last bit of dignity.
Keep the funeral simple and don't hold a memorial service. If you don't want a bunch of people who don't care about me to come and watch the joke, just let me go quietly. The sooner the better.
If I were cremated sooner, I would be liberated sooner.
After cremation, please bury my ashes next to my mother’s grave.
I did not fulfill my filial piety when she was alive, so let me fulfill my filial piety in front of her after her death.
The signature is: Your unfilial son, Gu Lin.
The date was three days ago.
After reading the suicide note several times, Gu Beixian's eyes finally settled on the words "the sooner the better" and "cremate it as soon as possible".
I have to say that this suicide note was written quite well.
There is family affection, despair, and repentance. Love and filial piety are buried between the lines. The emotions that should be sensationalized, the explanations that should be explained, and the emotional cards are played smoothly.
There is nothing wrong with the origin of the matter, tone, sense of proportion and logic.
Only the words "the sooner the better" and "cremate as soon as possible" reveal some purpose.
In disguise, he was urging Gu Aoting to cremate his body quickly.
A person who has no love in life doesn't even care about death. Why would he care about the speed of cremation of his body?
There is only one reason.
That is, there is something wrong with this body.
Gu Beixian squeezed the suicide note tightly and looked at the warden, "Has the DNA been confirmed? I suspect it's not Gu Lin. It's someone who has changed his position and Li Daitao is dead."
The warden replied: "The DNA has not been confirmed, but the appearance, fingerprints and blood type all match. Normally, we go through the normal procedures and only confirm the fingerprints and blood type."
Gu Beixian twitched the corner of his lips very lightly, "In this world, there are many people with the same blood type. Their appearance can be adjusted, and their fingerprints can be copied. It's better to confirm the DNA to make sure everything is safe."
The warden thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
He immediately called the forensic doctor and took samples of the body's hair, nails, etc., and took them to the laboratory for testing.
The results will not be available until the next day at the earliest.
The warden sent someone to carry the body into a freezer for storage.
Gu Beixian took Gu Aoting away.
The next afternoon, the identification results came out.
After receiving the appraisal report sent by the warden via fax machine, Gu Beixian read it word by word.
At the end, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
