Chapter 244: Can I bring my mother back to life?

In the live broadcast room, the netizens who had just watched the live broadcast were helpless. Because they could not see the picture, they only seemed to hear the sound of an axe hitting something hard.

[Let me see, what happened?] [Could this kid have really run out of the door? How could this be possible?] [Hurry up and let me see, my god, he really ran out.] Wang Hao rushed to the door of the house with his phone in hand.

My mother's gentle voice came to my ears: "Child, open the door and leave here."

Mianmian also said: "Don't be afraid, your uncle has met the police and is waiting for you outside."

Wang Hao obediently opened the door.

Sure enough, the newly arrived policeman and his uncle were standing at the door.

It has actually only been about 10 minutes from the time the call was made to now.

Uncle Wang Hao saw his nephew's red eyes, pulled up his sleeves and said, "Sister, don't fight with your brother-in-law. I tell you, we men all have... Damn, brother-in-law?"

Uncle Wang Hao stared blankly at the axe coming towards him and forgot to dodge for a moment.

Fortunately, the policeman nearby reacted quickly and blocked the attack with the security fork in his hand.

Another policeman took out his food and said to Wang Hao's father, "Police, please put down your axe and squat down with your head in your hands!"

Netizens can only hear the sound now.

[The police are not really here, are they? Let's see the footage, I want to see it.] [That's right.] Mian Mian didn't let Wang Hao continue to broadcast the footage live, because she knew that Wang Hao was very sad.

But Wang Hao seemed to have heard the netizens' requests. He picked up his phone, turned around, switched the rear camera, and aimed it at his father's face.

Uncle Wang Hao has recovered from his surprise by now. He held his nephew and backed away, asking, "Haohao, Haohao, are you okay? Didn't you say your mother is back from her trip? Where's your mother?"

Wang Hao looked at his mother next to him and said in a trembling voice: "Mom, Mom is right next to us, Mom, Mom is dead..."

Uncle Wang Hao hadn't heard clearly yet, so he asked, "What are you talking about?"

But the next second, he also saw it. He was holding his nephew, and there should be nothing in front of his nephew, but now there was a woman in pajamas standing there.

The woman smiled gently, noticed his gaze, and whispered, "Brother, did you see me? Well, I'm dead. I was killed by Lao Zhang."

Uncle Wang Hao stood there in a daze, his face full of shock.

Inside the room, the police had subdued Wang Hao's father and handcuffed him.

Wang Hao's father's eyes were red, and he looked at Wang Hao with a particularly fierce look, as if he regretted not sending his son to see his mother earlier.

"Sister, are you kidding me? Was that a magic trick just now?" Uncle Wang Hao forced a smile and reached out to touch the sister in front of him.

When he found that he could not touch her and her feet were actually far away from the ground, he suddenly realized that what his sister and nephew said was true.

My sister is really not alive now.

When this answer popped up in his mind, Wang Hao's uncle's face immediately showed anger. He walked up to Wang Hao's father and punched him in the face.

"Damn it, you damn it, why did you hurt my sister?"

"You always post about how much you love your wife and kids on your Moments, but you're such a beast?"

"Isn't my sister good enough to you? She gave up her high-paying job for your face. Why do you do this?"

Blood was oozing from the corner of Wang Hao's father's mouth. The policeman next to him wanted to pull Wang Hao's uncle, but after thinking for a while, he didn't pull him. Instead, he squatted down and blocked Wang Hao: "Little boy, are you okay? Sorry, uncle is still a little late."

He blocked the camera, and his uniformed chest appeared in the live broadcast room.

Wang Hao shook his head. The eight-year-old boy now looked very calm. He said seriously, "Uncle police, you, you are not late. You saved my uncle."

[Fuck, they are really policemen, this is really true.] [There is something special in this live broadcast room! The kid’s uncle seemed to be talking to himself just now, is there really a ghost?] “Haohao, is there anything else you need me to do?” Mianmian asked Wang Hao.

Wang Hao turned the phone back toward himself and asked hopefully, "Can I bring my mother back to life? I can give you more money."

Mianmian shook her head: "No."

The policeman on the side did not interrupt. He turned around and saw that Uncle Wang Hao had almost finished beating the man, so he went up to pull Uncle Wang Hao away.

"Okay sir, we will punish him according to the law after the interrogation. Please don't hit me when I'm not paying attention."

Uncle Wang Hao was indignant. He glanced at his nephew and ran to his side.

"Then I want my mother to stay with me like this all the time, is that okay?" Wang Hao asked again.

Mianmian shook her head again: "No, this won't be good for your mother."

Wang Hao's mother was an ordinary person. Although she carried resentment with her after death, she had not yet become a resentful ghost or an evil spirit. If she stayed in the mortal world like this, she would either be eaten as a snack by evil ghosts or naturally dissipate. This would be a bad thing!

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Wang Hao was completely disappointed and tears welled up in his eyes again.

He wanted to throw himself into his mother's arms, but when he touched her he found nothing.

"No, no, I want my mother to stay with me, I want my mother..."

Uncle Wang Hao picked Wang Hao up, holding the phone in his hand. He was also sad, looking at Mianmian in the live broadcast, but he said: "You helped our Wang Hao, can you see my sister? And me, you also helped me?"

Mianmian nodded: "Yes, you must say goodbye to her before dark today. She has already stayed here for seven days. It would be bad for her if she is forced to stay any longer."

This sentence directly tells the audience that she did see Wang Hao's mother.

[The newcomer who made a bet with us earlier, is the bet still valid? Funny.jpg] [The newcomer is there, but I just find it a little unbelievable and still don’t quite believe it, unless we see the police trying the case.] [That’s right, the handcuffs and pistols are not a big deal, let’s see them go to the police station!] Netizens who just learned about this little kid Mianmian are still skeptical about the fact that Mianmian can see ghosts. They keep sending comments and requests, wanting to see this matter come to a complete end.

The police officer who happened to be there had already checked the entire house. He used the intercom to contact the police station, and then said to Wang Hao's uncle: "Please come with us to the police station to make a statement. Although he is young, what he said is also very important."

Uncle Wang Hao, who was thinking, nodded: "Okay, we'll go with you."

After answering the police, he looked at Mianmian and said, "Can you help me again? Let's let my sister leave before 12 o'clock in the morning, okay? Whatever you want, our family will do our best to do it."

As Uncle Wang Hao spoke, his knees actually bent.

Everyone can see what Uncle Wang Hao is up to! Mianmian's true fans are particularly worried.

Kneeling is a sign of respect at best, but moral kidnapping at worst. The person kneeling is powerless to do what he wants to do, so he thinks of using this method to force others.

There’s a saying that goes, I’ve already knelt down to beg you, but you still won’t agree to me, why are you so heartless?

The newcomers in the live broadcast room were different. When they saw Uncle Wang Hao was about to kneel, they secretly thought: Kneel down quickly, kneel down and let us see what this kid will do! They stared at the screen with excited expressions.

But to their surprise, Uncle Wang Hao's knees did not land on the ground. The young man was sweating profusely, his body was stiff with his legs bent, and he was strangely frozen in place.

These newcomers in the live broadcast room were full of questions: What's going on? Why is this different from what I expected? (End of this chapter)