Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio

  Mr. Fang sighed: "After Zhi Ling's death, all the organs that could be donated were donated. I didn't want to do this either, but it was Zhi Ling's wish. Now that she's gone, I've fulfilled her wish."

  Organ donation, I remember Fang Zhi Ling said that she felt someone had taken away her eyes and other organs... It turned out it wasn't dissection, but... As soon as I thought of this, I broke out in a cold sweat. Since Fang Zhi Ling was conscious, it means that at the time she hadn't died yet. Looking at Old Master Fang's reaction, he should have been very fond of this little daughter, how could he not have discovered that Fang Zhi Ling wasn't dead?

  I raised my eyes and coincidentally met Ge Fei's gaze, the two of us stared at each other in shock. Fang Zhi Ling's means were cruel and ruthless, and very clever. If the doctors had discovered during the autopsy that Fang Zhi Ling wasn't dead, no one would have gone to save her. Because if someone else found out she was still alive, then the real reason for her death wouldn't be heart disease - she would have been cut to death while still alive. So... they absolutely wouldn't save her. But whether or not she's dead, how could the doctor not know? How could he be so careless? Fang Lao Yezi is such a dignified and respectable person, he wouldn't invite some quack doctor, would he?

  This is... a carefully planned murder case..., well, it was originally a murder case, only I didn't connect the doctor to this matter at all before.

  Besides, Fang Zhi Ling died of a sudden heart attack, and there was no way she could have written a will or anything. How did Old Man Fang know that she wanted to donate her organs?

  "Old man, you said Miss Fang died of a heart attack, and it happened so suddenly. How did you know she wanted to donate her organs? Did she mention it before?" I was just about to ask when Ge Fei spoke out the doubts in my mind.

  Old Fang's eyebrows revealed a hint of sorrow: "It is as you said."

  At this point, Old Master Fang paused and continued: "Zhi Pan is Zhi Ling's twin sister, the two sisters have always been very close."

  Twin sisters! Another pair of twins, I couldn't help but exclaim, it's really a lot in the past two days! If they grew up together since childhood, most of their feelings are good, so... Fang Zhi Ling should be very trusting of Fang Zhi Pan, and would tell her everything. It's not surprising that Fang Zhi Pan knew about the organ donation.

  Fang Zhi Ling is dead, but Fang Zhi Pan should still be alive. If what Old Man Fang said was true, that the two sisters were very close, then there might be some clues with Fang Zhi Pan.

  Ge Fei was always quick to react, and under his sword-like eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes were even more bewildered: "Old master, you're saying...you have another daughter, but how come I've never known about it?"

  The Xus and Fangs have been friends for generations, it would be strange if Ge Fei didn't know. Old Man Fang's eyes, filled with the weight of years, shone with tears: "Zhi Pan... left home twenty-nine years ago, if she's still alive, she should be fifty-two now."

  As he spoke, Old Master Fang suddenly stood up and walked unsteadily to the entrance of the hall, shouting towards the outside: "Dog Leftover, go get the box from my study."

  All that could be heard was the faint sound of footsteps, and after a few minutes, Dogzi walked in with a crimson wooden box. He respectfully handed it over to Old Master Fang, who despite being over a hundred years old, still had a robust physique. He took out a key from his pocket and inserted it into the lock on the box.

  Then slowly opened the box, it was a very old-fashioned box, looked like it had been around for some years, and I didn't know what was inside. Could it be photos? Or Fang Zhi Ling's relics or something...

  After I secretly guessed in my heart, Mr. Fang took out an envelope from inside, that kind of cowhide paper envelope, although it was very old, but it was well preserved, at least looking no damage at all. What is this? Is it a letter left by Fang Zhi to Mr. Fang?

  I glanced at Ge Fei, then shifted my attention to the envelope in Old Master Fang's hand. Old Master Fang furrowed his brow, his originally wrinkled face scrunched up even more, and the tears welling up in his eyes could no longer be held back. With trembling hands, he pulled out the letter and handed it to Ge Fei: "This was left to me by Zhi Pan before she ran away... twenty-nine years have passed... she never came back once."