"What method?"
Don't be fooled by her calm and composed demeanor; the moment she took the knife from Aunt Liu, her soul was practically leaving her body.
At this moment, everything in front of her was moving at an incredibly slow speed.
Even the words that just came out of my mouth sounded like aliens talking in a movie.
She belongs to the lowest stratum of the 1.4 billion people, the group that has never seen the world.
From childhood, she received the same education as everyone else: murder is illegal and one should not do anything illegal or disorderly.
Her accidental death of Huang Jiabao has crossed her bottom line.
But she also witnessed a horrific and bloody massacre.
Even more terrifying, she was still in shock, holding the blood-stained murder weapon.
Next to him lay Huang Er, headless.
She didn't even dare to wonder where Huang Er's head had rolled to.
Lost in thought, I heard Aunt Liu's voice: "Did you remember?"
"Huh?" Zhou Chunhua, who had just come to her senses, looked pale and blank.
“Remember what?” she asked, her voice trembling.
Aunt Liu wiped the sticky bloodstains from her face and said impatiently, "I've been talking to you for ages, didn't you hear me?"
"I...didn't hear you clearly."
Looking at Aunt Liu, who remained calm and composed after killing someone, she couldn't help but feel suspicious.
Aunt Liu kept saying how she was persecuted, but after seeing Huang Jiabao's corpse, she could still talk to Huang Er nonchalantly after personally killing him... Is that normal?
Zhou Chunhua steadied herself, trying to ignore the smell of blood in her nostrils and the headless male corpse lying in the corner of the wall.
She focused all her attention on Aunt Liu.
Yes, on the body, not on the face.
Aunt Liu sniffed: "I'm asking you, do you have anything left to defend yourself? Like that strange flashlight you were using earlier, do you have any more?"
Zhou Chunhua frowned and remained silent.
"Didn't I just tell you that if you have any, give them to me? When you see the uncle later, you distract them, and I'll do the work." Aunt Liu sniffed.
"Make a move?" Zhou Chunhua didn't quite understand.
Aunt Liu nodded: "That's right! If you want to take your daughter away, the uncle will have to die. Otherwise, going to see your daughter is like going to your death."
The argument sounded reasonable, but she felt something was off.
Zhou Chunhua shook her head.
"This is the only stun gun I have for self-defense. But it's probably almost out of power." Otherwise, Huang Er wouldn't have survived that blow.
Aunt Liu looked at her for a long time before saying, "Alright. Let's go like this then. Remember this later..."
Aunt Liu whispered something in Zhou Chunhua's ear, and then asked, "Remember this, only in this way can we possibly leave Shatin Tsui alive with your daughter."
If any step goes wrong, not only your daughter, but you and I, if we're lucky, will be buried in the back hills. If we're unlucky, well, we'll become food for a dozen dogs.
Zhou Chunhua nodded.
After all, at this moment, besides Aunt Liu, there was no one else who could help her see her daughter.
As for what to do next, she'll figure it out herself.
"Wait for me a moment," Aunt Liu said, turning and walking into the inner room.
As she passed Huang Er's body, Aunt Liu kicked Huang in a fit of rage.
Zhou Chunhua focused her attention on Aunt Liu, trying to ignore Huang Er lying on the ground.
However, just after Aunt Liu took a few steps forward, she noticed a round, spherical object at Aunt Liu's feet out of the corner of her eye.
That's... Huang Er's head?!
Just as her heart suddenly raced, Aunt Liu lifted her foot and kicked the 'object'.
The round object flew towards the corner of the wall in an instant, making a crisp thud when it collided with the wall.
Yes, that's the sound of bones hitting a wall.
Her gaze followed the sphere uncontrollably, and the next second, she met Huang Er's lifeless eyes.
Zhou Chunhua's breath hitched. She tried to close her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to have lost their function and remained motionless.
Her breathing was erratic, her mouth was open, and it felt as if something was about to burst out of her throat.
The heart in my chest, I don't know when it started, began to beat erratically without any rhythm.
It was like a frightened fawn, thrashing wildly in its chest.
"Alright, let's go."
Aunt Liu's voice rang out beside her, and Zhou Chunhua turned around.
She nodded stiffly, and took the opportunity to finally look away from Huang Er's head.
"Remember what I just told you. You absolutely cannot give anything away."
Aunt Liu, who was walking ahead, gave instructions.
"Mmm," Zhou Chunhua replied, her voice trembling.
She followed behind Aunt Liu with stiff legs until they came down from the second floor, at which point her body became slightly less stiff.
Aunt Liu took out her keys from her waistband as she walked towards the courtyard gate.
Zhou Chunhua followed behind, trying hard not to think about Huang Jiabao's face.
After leaving Huang Er's house, Aunt Liu carefully led her forward.
Every time she passed by a house, she would pause at the corner for a while to make sure no one would suddenly open the door before tiptoeing past the house.
Zhou Chunhua followed behind, carefully taking each step to avoid stepping on anything she shouldn't and making any noise.
After turning right and winding past the gates of seven or eight households, Aunt Liu stopped in front of a large iron gate.
In the darkness of night, the pitch-black iron gate was colder than the moonlight.
At the top of the iron gate stood countless sharp spikes.
When the moonlight shines on it, a cold glint always appears.
Aunt Liu turned her head and gave her a look, and she immediately gripped the knife in her hand and followed closely behind.
"Remember, whatever you do, don't let the old man notice anything. Otherwise... we'll definitely be coming out sideways."
Aunt Liu's voice was very soft, so soft that she had to guess the meaning of the entire sentence by piecing together what came before her.
Zhou Chunhua nodded, her grip on the knife tightening.
Even if it's a den of dragons and tigers, she has to go through it.
Because her Nini... might be inside this iron gate.
Knock knock knock!
Aunt Liu knocked on the iron gate.
However, in the quiet mountains and fields, there was no sound except for strange bird calls and the occasional chirping of insects.
Knock, knock, knock, Aunt Liu knocked again.
Suddenly, light appeared inside.
"Who is it? What's all the commotion about in the middle of the night? Why aren't you sleeping at home?" A rough, old voice rang out from the other side of the iron gate.
Aunt Liu did not respond to the questions from inside, but instead knocked on the iron gate three more times.
Knock knock knock!
"Here it comes! Stop fucking banging!" The voice inside was clearly annoyed.
As the footsteps inside grew closer, Zhou Chunhua's forehead was already covered in beads of sweat...
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