When Liang Chuan heard this, he silently took out the gun from the child's mouth. He looked at the child, and the child was also looking at him.

The boy was very scared inside. He might not know what was going on, but he could see palpitations and fear in Liang Chuan's eyes;

because,

Liang Chuan was thinking about whether to kill him.

There is a picture that kept churning in Liang Chuan's mind at this moment. It was the picture in the "last words" of the deceased, a very small detail.

In the picture, the boy stood in front of her and shouted "I've found her", she subconsciously grabbed a stone beside her.

She knew she couldn't escape.

After the boy let out this scream,

She had no hope of running away at all.

This is a mountain village, which is not as poor and backward as imagined. It has buildings, electricity, and every household has TV, telephone, and even some people, computers, and Internet cables.

This is a place covered by civilization, but she knew that she would have basically no chance to escape this time and next time.

They will guard her more closely and beware of her.

And myself,

Could have escaped!

They are all this kid,

He hurt himself!

People are impulsive, especially when they are related to their own destiny;

The boy just shouted out,

The adults nearby had not had time to surround them,

Her hands were holding a stone.

What can't escape, what is waiting for you is nothing more than a hellish cage. They will not let them go, they will not.

But in the next moment,

She slowly let go of her hand holding the stone and accepted her fate dejectedly.

Liang Chuan noticed the details of this picture, but it was not until this time that he touched him more.

The deceased had a chance to take revenge, revenge on this innocent child who seemed stupid and knew nothing, but the deceased himself had no choice to take revenge and vent his anger at that time.

It’s not that I dare not, but that I don’t want to.

Liang Chuan really wants to kill this boy.

Because he felt that this child made him feel very disgusting.

He defiled the original meaning of the word "child" in his understanding.

Sometimes, children are innocent and are often the ironic words.

"Who do you usually listen to when you are at home?" Liang Chuan asked the child in a low voice.

The boy looked at his mother and whispered: "Listen to my mother."

Liang Chuan grabbed the woman's hair and smashed her face against the edge of the bed.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Time and time again,

Calm and powerful,

"Wow, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," the boy didn't cry before watching his father being beaten, because he didn't know what was going on at that time. Now, his mother was treated like this by a stranger in front of him, and he subconsciously burst into tears.

Liang Chuan turned around and kicked the boy in the lower abdomen, just like a ball. The boy was kicked over and rolled on the ground several times.

It hurts very much, it hurts really,

But the boy was also afraid and sat on the ground, not daring to cry or make trouble.

Liang Chuan continued to smash the woman in the face,

Until,

He has no strength.

He hated his current body and could not really enjoy the fun of anything he did.

He let go of his hand,

The woman fell to the ground dejectedly, her forehead covered with blood.

"He said he listened to you."

Punishing this woman did not bring any pleasure to Liang Chuan.

The man was lying on the ground, his wife was beaten and the child was kicked, and he still didn't move because Liang Chuan was holding a gun in his hand.

But Liang Chuan didn't feel that he had vented anything.

He was very confused,

It's also helpless.

He sat down slowly by the bed,

Murmur:

"After I leave, you can report the case."

"If you don't go, if you don't go..." The woman kowtowed to Liang Chuan crying. She knew that this time would determine the life and death of her and her family.

"You can report the case, really." Liang Chuan smiled, looked at the gun in his hand, and said, "This gun is from a captain of a criminal police team. I took it from him."

Hearing this sentence, both women and men showed fear in their eyes.

This means that they have thought about reporting the case and revenge.

But Liang Chuan's words mean that he is quite famous.

"What kind of thing are you? You know in your heart. Really, please report the case, so that I can kill your whole family with peace of mind, without having to make me feel a little embarrassed like now."

"No, no, we won't report the case. This has never happened, it has never happened." The woman was still kowtowing, and the man was still begging.

This time, Liang Chuan believed that what they were saying was the truth.

Many times, people are angrily accusing why regulations and regulations fail at some point and are useless.

Because some people are such low-key bones. Compared with the laws that are much more good and human, they prefer to be beaten by the darkness that is not allowed by the laws. Moreover, they are happy and take the initiative to ask for it, and enjoy it very much.

Liang Chuan lifted the quilt, wiped the blood stains on his hands and guns on the sheet, then got up and walked out of the door.

After walking for a while, I saw Wu Dahai still leaning against the steps and sleeping soundly.

After sending the gun back to Wu Dahai's holster, Liang Chuan reached out and pushed it.

Wu Dahai woke up in a daze,

"Ahhhh..." He stretched, "Kawa'er, am I asleep?"

"Maybe it's too tired." Liang Chuan said.

"How long have I slept?" Wu Dahai asked.

"Twenty minutes."

"It's good, it's okay, it's not delayed the main business." Wu Dahai stood up, looked around, and said with a little sadness: "It seems that there's nothing serious about it."

There was a little sigh in the words.

"A villager just passed by and said something to me." Liang Chuan continued: "He said that Cui Laogen's son died a bit strange."

"Which villager?" Wu Dahai asked habitually.

"He said it confidentially."

Wu Dahai curled his lips, but expressed his understanding.

The two walked up together and happened to see Wang Jinye squatting on it smoking a cigarette. It seemed that the forensic identification work should have been completed. This man who was nearly thirty years old, whose skin was whiter than a woman, was watching the moonlight while swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and was very sad.

People admire heroes very much because heroes can often break the constraints of jars and jars and do great things. Ordinary people have to take too much into consideration, so they cannot be heroes.

Of course, most heroes have a bleak finale, and their families are destroyed and their bodies are different.

"Come on, let's go for a autopsy again." Liang Chuan said to Wang Jinye.

"I've finished experiencing the corpse, and the details are recorded in the report. I want to see it myself." Wang Jinye didn't move.

"It's not her body, it's the body of the person who wants to marry her." Liang Chuan explained.

"What?" Wang Jinye had a little lack of brain circuit, so why did he inexplicably involve him there?
To be continued...