Kong Liping looked confused, "Isn't this a gift for me? Did you get a girlfriend? When did it happen?"
Yan Zhongyi touched his head and laughed awkwardly: "Director Kong, neither of them! This is Lana's tongue!"
"What?" Kong Liping's face darkened. "Tongue? It's been so long, won't the tongue of the deceased rot?"
Yan Zhongyi nodded, "You know what, the murderer preserved it very well, probably just waiting for the right time to send it to us.
The murderer froze Lana's tongue. There are ice packs in the box. She also reminded us to freeze it as soon as possible. "
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