After My Death, the Curator's Wife Personally Exhibited My Human Specimens

On my daughter's birthday, I went to look for my wife who was working overtime late at night, but she was killed on the way. Before I died, I called her and heard the ambiguous sound between her and Zhu Ma. She said impatiently: "Have you made enough trouble? Gu Chen cut his finger on the bathroom glass and it's in terrible pain. Don't bother me with any more calls!" The gangster injured me beyond recognition and threw me into the museum's taxidermy room. Later, as the director of the museum, she personally made a specimen of me and hung it in the museum for exhibition. She thought I was out of anger when I disappeared, until my five-year-old daughter cried and said to her: "Mom, dad hasn't been around for a long time..."