Chapter 60: Destiny In 1989, the Hucheng police cracked a case of a perverted pedophile...
The clouds dispersed and the sky finally cleared up.
Xu Heye went ahead and walked around the crowd back to the rental house. Dong Fuyun, who entered the house a step later than her, was not as lucky as her.
As soon as I walked in, I was caught by the excited neighbors before I could react.
"Xiao Dong, it's you, you're here."
"Xiao Dong, I heard that you noticed something was wrong and went to the police station to report it, and that's how you caught the bad guy?"
"Xiao Dong, thank you for saving my son. From now on, you are my half-brother, Su Ziqiang. Yongchang, tell your Uncle Dong thank you."
The middle-aged man in his thirties pulled Dong Fuyun's hand tightly, sighing with emotion, "Little Dong, I'm just an ordinary person. I can't speak, and besides my strength, I don't have any special abilities. If you need any lifting or moving work in the future, just call me."
Dong Fuyun, who was being held by a grown man's hand: "..."
Dong Fuyun struggled to free himself from Su Ziqiang's hand, grinning, "Brother Su, you're too polite. I didn't do anything. It's all thanks to the police."
"Without you reporting it, the police wouldn't have found out, right? Xiao Dong, I'm not lying. I mean everything I say."
Dong Fuyun nodded: "Don't worry, if I need your help later, I will definitely ask for it."
"That's right, Xiao Dong, don't be polite to me if you have something to say—" Before Su Ziqiang could finish his words, Yin Meng waved him away. Yin Meng squeezed in front of Dong Fuyun and said seriously, "Xiao Dong, you will also be my Yin Meng's legitimate younger brother from now on. Big sister thanks you for saving my Wan Xiaoyan. Come to my house for dinner tonight. Big sister, apart from anything else, is a good cook that everyone recognizes."
"Xiao Dong, come to my house for dinner. My cooking skills may not be as good as Yin Meng's, but my husband Zeng is a great chef. He cooks delicious dishes and everyone in the neighborhood praises him."
…
Dong Fuyun was a little flattered.
This is the first time he has been so popular.
Before, when the old neighbors in Zhangshu Lane saw him, they looked at him with scrutiny.
But it's not their fault. After all, he has tattoos all over his body and doesn't look like a good person.
"Well, big brothers and big sisters, I, Dong Fuyun, understand your intentions. I will definitely ask you for help if I need anything later. But can you please let me go first? I'm still wearing wet clothes!"
Xu Heye changed her clothes and came out of the house to see this scene. She looked up at the brilliant sunset in the sky and a relaxed smile appeared on her face.
There are no bad kids. This is the secret behind the tragedy.
Xu Heye seemed to see the report recording the tragic past of the nine teenagers gradually disappearing, and finally turning into another report - in 1989, the Hucheng police cracked the case of a perverted pedophile murderer.
Later, they learned that the middle-aged man who abducted Lian Jiashu was named Lu Yinsong, a perverted pedophile and murderer.
As early as three years ago, Lu Yinsong committed a crime.
Three years ago, Lu Yinsong raped and killed a boy in Pengcheng. Afterwards, he cruelly cut off the boy's genitals and took him back to his residence.
By the time the police found out his identity, Lu Yinsong had already escaped.
Lu Yinsong, who had been on the run for three years and had never been caught by the police, fled to Hucheng. He accidentally saw Lian Jiashu, a man with a delicate appearance but limited intelligence, and his evil thoughts were once again aroused.
He tricked Lian Jiashu into the old church and was about to commit another crime, but he didn't expect that there were several young boys who came here to explore.
Then he came up with another even more vicious and cruel idea.
By holding Zhu Xiaoxia hostage, he instigated, threatened, and forced several other teenagers to brutally kill their companions in order to satisfy his perverted desire for control and murder.
In just a few hours, the fate of the nine young men fell into an inevitable abyss.
Lian Jiashu was brutally tortured to death, Zhu Xiaoxia was taken away by Lu Yinsong, killed and her body abandoned, and the remaining six teenagers turned from innocent children into cruel murderers, eventually suffering mental destruction.
Three years later, Lian Yushu committed another brutal murder in order to avenge his brother.
Nine teenagers and seven families all died a miserable end, but Lu Yinsong escaped and enjoyed a free life, perhaps even dying of old age.
But not in this life. People who commit capital crimes should be sent to prison and spend the rest of their lives eating a peanut.
very nice!
Xu Heye watched the fireworks of the world with a smile. It was so lively and there was no crying or tears.
She knew that the haze that had shrouded Camphor Tree Lane had completely dissipated.
At this moment, a clear young voice sounded in my ears.
"Thank you."
Xu Heye turned around and found that it was Lian Yushu.
"You're welcome, I wasn't helping at all."
"How could that be?" If it weren't for you, Zhangshu Lane might not be such a harmonious place now.
Lian Yushu paused and said, "The story you told me before—"
"I made it up," Xu Heye quickly interrupted him. Anyway, any similarities were purely coincidental.
She doesn't want to be regarded as a fortune teller.
These days, people are not as shy about these supernatural things as they were in previous years, but she still doesn't want to become an outlier.
All she could rely on were her memories of her past life. She would definitely be willing to help and give a reminder about what she remembered and could recover, but she really didn't have a pair of eyes that could see through good and bad fortune.
What if the news gets out and someone really comes to her for fortune-telling? What if she can't tell the answer?
Or what if they are treated as outliers and sent to a research institute for biopsy?
Seeing Xu Heye trying to avoid him, Lian Yushu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't know anything."
"Anyway, thank you very much. Otherwise--" Otherwise, Lian Yushu didn't say anything else.
There will be many crossroads in a person's life, and different crossroads represent different choices.
Either good or bad.
Some people cannot escape their predetermined fate throughout their lives, while some people are blessed by God by chance and are able to change their original tragic fate and get another choice.
At this point, the past and present lives will have a brief convergence, and the person at the node of destiny may be able to briefly glimpse another path that belongs to him.
Just like Lu Jun, Lian Jiashu and Zhu Xiaoxia, Lian Yushu also glimpsed another destiny of his in an instant.
Lian Yushu was really grateful to Xu Heye.
It was not only because Xu Heye saved his brother, but also for himself.
Lian Yushu believed that his alternate self wouldn't regret avenging his brother. He simply felt pathetic, and the tragedy was that he never knew there was someone else who had murdered his brother.
No wonder, three years later, when he decided to take revenge, those kids didn't resist at all.
They didn't even get away with it much.
Perhaps, the hearts of those six children also died in that tragedy, leaving behind only six soulless bodies.
Xu Heye saved his brother and reversed his tragic fate.
"If necessary, by all means—"
"No, please don't!" Xu Heye waved her hands repeatedly, "I really didn't do anything."
She really felt that she didn't need any thanks or repayment.
God gave her a new life, gave her the opportunity to change her fate, and let her save her mother who unfortunately died young. This was already a great blessing from heaven.
If she wanted more, she was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to handle it.
She was even more afraid of waking up and finding out that it was just a beautiful dream.
Lian Yushu said nothing more. True gratitude lies not in words but in actions. If Xu Heye needs help in the future, he will definitely not stand idly by.
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