Mortal Prison Chapter 88: The source of disaster
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There is still nothing behind the old woman.
"Nothing!"
The old woman had a very low bottom line when it came to issues involving children. She frowned and spoke very unpleasantly: "If you want to defraud money, please go find that person outside. I have no money and it's nothing." I can give it to you, please get out!"
She had been paying attention to the situation behind her and did not see the change in Xiaodouzi’s eyes. She waited until she was angrily about to see off the guests, then finally met Xiaodouzi’s eyes and exclaimed, making her legs tremble with fear. So soft that I almost fell to the ground.
"It's a boy!"
Xiaodouzi looked at the cradle, with a little panic on his face, and said softly: "There was water on him, a lot of water, and it fell all over the floor. He was lying next to the cradle and poking the child's face with his fingers..."
Ji Zi suddenly takes action!
Energy is condensed in his fist, and he delivers a fierce and violent punch. The wind of the punch roars and the sound of breaking through the air is sharp.
He probably couldn't see the thing either. He just followed Xiaodouzi's line of sight and touched a rough location to take action.
Bah!
The fist hit the air with a sound like a whip.
"Missed!"
Xiaodouzi said: "He left and went out of the bedroom."
Ji Zi hurriedly chased after him.
Xiaodouzi reminded him at the right time from behind: "He is climbing to the window sill, he wants to jump out of the window!!"
Only one window in the living room was open. Jizi rushed forward and grabbed it in the air. This time he clearly touched the thing. I could see his eyes changing, and then he shouted, He pulled his hand back suddenly, and then he stumbled to the ground, but there was a handful of hair in his hand. The hair was wet and dripping with water.
"Escaped."
Xiaodouzi shook her head, ran to the window and glanced down. Her eyes returned to normal, and she sighed softly: "She is gone."
"Bring me paper!"
Ji Zi threw away her hair and kicked Ji Maocai angrily.
Ji Maocai was frightened by the scene just now. He stood up tremblingly and got into the hut next to him.
This house was a poor place that he showed to the leaders. It didn't matter if there was no rice or salt, but it couldn't be without stationery. Otherwise, how could it be considered a scholarly family?
Himeko sat down on the chair with a pen and paper, raised her head and said to Xiaodouzi: "Describe for me what that thing looks like!"
Xiaodouzi nodded.
Not long after, a man appeared on the page.
This is a handsome man with a dull expression, long wet hair hanging on his shoulders, wearing a loose white robe, and the corners of his clothes are constantly falling into the water...
Himeko pointed at the man on the paper and asked: "How similar is he?"
Xiaodouzi looked at it carefully for a moment and said: "Ninety-five percent."
Ji Zi nodded and threw the paper in front of Ji Maocai: "Do you know this person?"
Ji Maocai looked at it for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know him."
"Really don't know me or do you mean I don't know you?"
Dabing pulled Ji Maocai's collar and pulled him over: "Do you know why he said that he would never do anything wrong in his life and that he would not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night? Because that kind of thing will not come to you for no reason. You can deny it, but death Don’t complain!”
“I really don’t know you!”
Ji Maocai is very afraid of death. I have never seen anyone so afraid of death. As soon as the soldier mentioned the word "death", he immediately burst into tears, swung his legs back and forth, and a foul smell immediately filled the air. , actually peed.
The soldier threw him aside with a look of disgust.
"It seems that he really doesn't know him."
Ji Zi murmured to herself: "When the Xu family was in bad luck, it was his turn and something like this was found in his home. This thing should be related to the case, but he doesn't know it..."
He seemed to have remembered something, held Xiaodouzi's shoulders and asked: "You said that thing has been teasing the child? What was his expression just now? Think about it carefully, this is very important!"
"Look..."
Xiaodouzi thought carefully, his expression was a little erratic, and he said softly: "It's hard to describe. He poked the child's face very affectionately for a while, and then seemed to think of something, his face became ugly, and he turned around... …”
Ji Zi asked Ji Maocai again: "Who gave birth to this child? Is it yours?"
"Yes, it's mine..."
Ji Maocai's face was so suppressed that he said with difficulty, "Old A is right, he was born to me and my students."
"It's a bit interesting."
The soldier asked gossiping: "Then why did you bring the child here?"
"A child must have a father..."
Ji Maocai sighed: "If I stay with her biological mother, I can't legitimately be a father..."
"So, you just brought an old hen to lay eggs?"
The soldier said viciously: "Are you telling others that the child was born to a sixty-year-old woman in your family? Anyway, there are such strange stories in the news. In this way, there will be no connection between this child and her biological mother. It’s related.”
Ji Maocai's face turned red.
Jezi refused to let him go, even threatening and beating him, and finally asked for the information about the child's mother.
"This person is useless."
He stood up and gave Ji Maocai an indifferent look: "It's time for us to leave."
Ji Maocai immediately burst into tears, hugged his thigh, and begged Ji Zi to save him.
Bang!
A big fist fell on Ji Maocai's face. The old guy's head fell heavily to the ground, he rolled his eyes, and made no sound again.
"I told you that you are useless, and you are still babbling."
The soldier smiled grimly and put away his fist: "The useless ones deserve to die."
We left here, Ji Maocai we were too lazy to kill, although Liming does have the habit of killing people who have seen that kind of thing directly, but this kind of person kills with dirty hands.
After we leave, that thing will probably come back, and that will be the day of his death.
He deserves to die.
The old woman had been sitting in the room without making a sound or stopping her. She was like a puppet, looking at the child in the cradle with a complex expression.
It is estimated that Ding Bing’s words about the old hen laying eggs hurt the old woman’s heart and woke her up. She knew very well that she was not the biological mother of the child.
……
After getting in the car, I finally asked about the situation: "Jizi, did you find anything?"
"Not sure yet."
Ji Zi’s brows never relaxed, and he hesitated: “I still need to confirm some things.”
As he spoke, he turned to look at Old A in the driver's seat: "Is Xu Youlong's body still there? Take us to see it!"
"No problem!"
Old A responded and immediately started the car.
The soldier asked curiously: "So many people died, why do you want to see Xu Youlong?"
"The child's mother is a student, and Ji Mao is the principal. Both of them are related to the school. The only one in the Xu family who is going to school is Xu Youlong, and Xu Youlong and the child's mother are classmates, both at Dongda."
Ji Zi said: "Combining these series of points together, I have to suspect that the Xu family was wiped out and the disaster originated from Xu Youlong. Let's take a look at his body. After reading it, we will have the result! Although... now... I've probably guessed what it is that's causing harm..."
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