Chapter 449 Murder
Zheng Barin patted his mother's hand. His breathing became irregular, his face turned red, and his eyes gradually became blurred.
Mother Zheng did not let go, but just muttered in annoyance, "Go to hell. Go to hell!"
"You shouldn't have been born, you monster! You shouldn't have been born!"
He slapped Zheng's mother's arm hard, trying to break free, but soon his vision went dark and he passed out.
"Shit!" The man rushed over and knocked Zheng's mother away. "What are you doing?"
Mother Zheng stared at him with red eyes, got up from the ground, and was about to rush towards Zheng Barin again.
"Ah Xi." The man kicked her and after knocking her down, he was about to pick up Zheng Barin from the ground.
But Zheng's mother, who was behind him, picked up a stone from the ground and was about to hit the man unconscious with it, just like in the movies.
But after she smashed it, she found that it was completely different from the movie.
The man just touched his head and felt blood flowing out from it.
"Shit." The man struggled hard to free himself from Zheng's mother's hand. During the struggle, Zheng's mother staggered and rolled down the hill. When she rolled to the bottom, her head hit the roadside heavily.
The blood soon continued to flow on the ground.
"." The man felt helpless as his plan went wrong.
He put Zheng Barin down, stood up and walked to the side of the road. Just as he put his hand next to Zheng's mother and couldn't catch his breath, he was bumped by Zheng's father who rushed over.
"Xiuying!" Zheng's father's eyes turned red. He grabbed the man's collar and asked, "What did you do to her?"
"I didn't do anything," the man shook him off, but was caught again.
Of course Zheng's father didn't believe it. He saw Zheng's mother being pushed at the door.
The two men struggled with each other and stumbled into the room.
Zheng's father picked up a fruit knife from the fruit plate and stabbed the man hard in anger.
The man grabbed his wrists with both hands, and his back was pressed against the stairs, causing severe pain.
Zheng's father had been an office worker for many years and lacked exercise, so he soon ran out of energy.
At this moment, the morning sunlight was shining through the open doors and windows, painting the house with a golden glow.
In this two-story building, the two men's breathing was particularly heavy, and as they fought, their footsteps echoed on the wooden stairs.
Father Zheng could no longer hold the knife tightly in his hand.
The man twisted his wrist, and with a sudden force he snatched the knife and threw it up the stairs.
Seeing Zheng's father still having to climb the stairs to get the knife, a fierce light flashed in the man's eyes.
He was the first to grab the knife, and Zheng's father, who was behind him, tried to hug him from behind, but he was stabbed with his elbow.
The blade flashed past Zheng's father and pierced his chest, and blood immediately stained his clothes red. The stabbed man covered his wound and fell on the wooden stairs.
Father Zheng groaned in pain and his face turned pale instantly. He tried to cover the wound on his chest with both hands, but blood oozed out from between his fingers. His body fell backwards weakly on the stairs and slid down headfirst.
The wooden boards of the stairs were soaked with blood. Zheng's father's breathing became rapid and shallow, with disbelief and fear on his face.
When the light in Zheng's father's eyes gradually dimmed, the man took a long breath.
Everything around froze, leaving only the sound of dripping blood echoing in the air.
"Ashi," the man shook his head irritably, "What should I do?"
He made a phone call and explained the situation.
"Song Xiuhaoxi," Choi Young-shin took the phone from his secretary, "Are you saying that you killed that couple?"
"yes"
Choi Young-shin was silent for a while, "Then do it quickly, burn that place, and don't leave anything else behind."
"We will send someone new to adopt Han Zhufu."
After receiving the instruction, Song Xiuhao hung up the phone and frowned.
He is a relative of the victim in the Han Xujun case. Song Xiuhao's family originally opened a gymnasium and had a happy life. But everything changed after his sister Song Xiujing was brutally murdered by Han Xujun that year.
But what he is doing now is no different from Han Xujun.
Song Xiuhao let out a long breath and tried hard to put aside the confusion in his heart. He returned to the car parked not far away, opened the trunk and took out the oil barrel.
When Song Xiuhao was carrying the oil barrel, he saw Zheng Balin, who had woken up, moving step by step towards the house.
Song Xiuhao turned sideways to prevent himself from being exposed and observed Zheng Balin's actions.
Zheng Barin looked at his father's body lying on the stairs with an expressionless face.
The eyes on Zheng's father's pale face seemed to be looking at Zheng Barin.
Zheng Barin didn't know what he felt at the moment. He reached out and pulled out the knife from Zheng's father's chest, and the black blood almost stopped flowing out.
He looked at the knife in his hand and threw it to the ground.
Zheng Barin turned around, slowly left here and walked towards the police station.
After he left, Song Xiuhao dragged Zheng's mother's body back and started pouring gasoline everywhere.
After pouring gasoline everywhere, he stood at the door, opening and closing the lighter in his hand, feeling nervous.
When he heard the roar of the engine, Song Xiuhao realized something was wrong. How could there be so many cars coming together in the countryside?
He quickly turned his head and saw several cars blocking the road in front and behind him.
Jeon Jae-jun opened the car door and walked out. He twisted his neck with a smile on his face, "Song Soo-ho, you're in trouble."
Song Xiuhao quickly looked around, turned around and was about to push away the approaching people from Jinmen, and then took the opportunity to escape.
He just pushed it over, but didn't move it at all.
Song Xiuhao just found it unbelievable. He opened a gym and exercised more every day after his sister was murdered. He was looking forward to contributing to a world without murderers. He must have a lot of strength.
The Golden Gate security guards grabbed his arms and pushed him to the ground.
When the police arrived with Zheng Barin, they were also frightened by the scene here.
"What's going on?" The old policeman in the lead recognized the Kinmen logo on their chests and quietly nudged the young policeman next to him with his elbow. "Go ask the chief and tell him that the Kinmen people are here. Let him handle it himself."
"Yes, captain." The young policeman slowed down, left the police team, and stayed behind to make a phone call.
Zheng Barin, who was standing next to the old policeman, looked up when he heard this and also noticed the Kinmen emblem.
"You are..." The policeman with graying hair stepped forward and smiled at Jeon Jae-jun, who was much younger than him.
"I'm Quan Zaijun from Kinmen Security," Quan Zaijun politely handed over a business card, "I came here today for some important business. When I got here, I just happened to find out that this man had just committed the crime and wanted to destroy the evidence."
Song Xiuhao was pinned down and kneeled on the ground. The person pinning him down pulled his hair and exposed his face to the police and Zheng Balin.
"He had poured the gasoline, but he didn't have time to light it."
The old policeman nodded heavily and quickly instructed the nearby team members, "Call the fire department as well."
(End of this chapter)
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