"You, you escaped from prison?" she asked softly.

Jiang She nodded, filled with grief and indignation.

He had a lot to say to his younger sister and didn't want to leave any regrets, so when Lian Gui went to visit him in prison, he chained Lian Gui's head and forced the police to flee.

Either way, it's death.

He would rather die in front of his younger sister.

"Why did you do this? Now you're a serious criminal, you can't escape even if you try," Jiang Pengyue said worriedly.

She was quite afraid that the police would barge in, and if they opened fire, it would implicate her...

Furthermore, harboring death row inmates is a serious crime.

She was so conflicted.

Should we report this to the police?

Jiang She looked bitter and said, "How could I not know? Killing Xiao Xian is an eye for an eye, there's nothing more to say. I just want to tell you, don't stay in this house tonight, it's bad luck."

"Why?"

Jiang Pengyue thought her second brother had gone mad.

Her room from childhood to adulthood.

The bed, cabinets, dressing mirror, and table in the room were all handmade by my older brother and father. Each item is unique and cannot be bought.

Of course, except for the new bed.

"Yueyue, you don't know, some people, they are actually harboring evil intentions..." Jiang She wanted to reveal the truth in one breath, but then she heard footsteps outside.

"Shhh."

Jiang She hurriedly crawled under the bed.

Jiang Pengyue's face was pale, and she hurriedly lay down on the bed.

A wisp of smoke drifted in through the window.

A familiar scent.

This, this is—

Jiang Pengyue had a bad feeling and quickly covered her mouth and nose.

The smoke was getting thicker and thicker.

She felt her limbs were losing strength and she was about to faint.

Jiang She, who was under the bed, wasn't much better off.

He felt thick smoke coming from all directions, wisps of it rising from below, even thicker than the smoke coming from the window. Even with his mouth and nose covered, he couldn't bear it.

Before long, he felt dizzy.

The door creaked open.

A light footstep sounded, followed by a tentative call: "Yueyue, are you asleep?"

Jiang Pengyue wanted to say, "Dad, I'm not asleep yet. Someone is trying to harm me..."

But she couldn't make a sound at all.

The person who came in was none other than Jiang Mingda, who was wearing a white tank top and shorts.

Seeing that Jiang Pengyue did not react, he gently knocked on the door frame.

The smoke outside slowly dissipated.

Thump.

Thump.

Jiang Pengyue's heart pounded violently.

Her eyelids were heavy, her body felt very heavy, and she couldn't make a sound. When she saw Jiang Mingda enter the room without turning on the lights or leaving, a bad feeling rose in her heart.

What does Dad want to do?

What is he doing?

Jiang Pengyue's soul trembled.

But she couldn't call out or ask a question.

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