Chapter 492: Meng Yanchuan: Words That Cannot Be Said (Extra 4)

"Take your money."

The eldest master chased after him and forcefully threw the 20,000 yuan back to the second child.

The second child: "Dad, this money is clean."

"I don't care whether it's clean or not. I don't want anything you give me." The master said in a vicious tone, turned around and closed the door.

Under the scorching sun, Erwazi stood at the door of his house for a long time with the money in his hand.

Inside the gate, the eldest master's face was full of pain and his eyes were filled with tears.

But in my tears, there is more regret.

"Dad, I know you don't believe me. But I wasn't the one who did that ten years ago."

Outside, Erwazi looked at the closed door and said aggrievedly, "They don't believe me, don't you believe me either?"

Grandpa: "Believe it or not, you are in jail, aren't you? Erwazi, I am a useless father and can't take care of you."

"Live a good life outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, Erwazi heard the sound of a walking stick hitting the ground.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, but still stuffed the 20,000 yuan through the gap under the door and rode away on his motorcycle.

Erwazi did not leave the town, but stayed in the same hotel with Meng Yanchuan.

When Meng Yanchuan was about to go out to eat something, he happened to pass by Erwazi.

As soon as he arrived at the hotel door, he heard two middle-aged women whispering to each other.

"Isn't that the second child of my grandson's family? Did I see him wrong?"

"It's him. You're not mistaken."

"He's out of jail?"

"It seems so. Why don't they lock him up for a few more years? People like him should be sentenced to death."

"Keep your voice down, be careful he hears you, he will come to your house at night."

The mother seemed to be really frightened and quickly shut up. The two of them walked away quickly, pulling each other.

Meng Yanchuan stood aside, and after listening to their words, he turned his head and looked inside the hotel.

But the second child had already gone upstairs and could no longer be seen.

He suppressed his worries, went to the snack bar across the street to eat something, and then went to the town to inquire.

After asking around, Meng Yanchuan roughly reconstructed what happened to Erwazi from the people's mouths.

Ten years ago, when Erwazi had just reached adulthood, he was accused of attempted child molestation, and the victim's body was found buried in the field behind Erwazi's home shortly afterwards.

After the police were called, Erwazi was taken away and a notice of his crime was directly released afterwards.

It’s just that due to the news blockade ten years ago, this incident did not cause much response in society.

And this timeline just happened to coincide with the first victim of the white bone case, which made Meng Yanchuan suspicious.

He bought some fast food and immediately returned to the hotel, ready to keep an eye on the second kid.

But in the next few days, Erwazi basically never stepped out of the hotel, and even his meals were taken out.

Meng Yanchuan felt more and more suspicious.

It rained heavily that night and there were no pedestrians on the streets early on. There were only lonely street lights and dense rain.

Meng Yanchuan sat by the window, still not letting down his guard.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps coming downstairs caught his attention.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Erwazi rushing into the rain and running away in a hurry.

Meng Yanchuan followed immediately.

Soon, he followed Erwazi to a private house.

In the dark night, the door was open, and in the pitch-black yard there was only a dim solar lamp flashing continuously.

When Meng Yanchuan was still hesitating whether to rush in, he heard Erwazi's miserable cry coming from inside.

"dad!"

Hearing the sound, Meng Yanchuan rushed in without thinking much.

Through the rain, he saw a man in a black raincoat, holding something in his hand and about to throw it at Erwazi.

"Stop!" he shouted. The man in the raincoat turned his head sharply, then without saying a word, turned around and ran towards the low wall in the corner.

He moved so quickly that he climbed over the low wall and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Meng Yanchuan looked at the dark alley, gritted his teeth, and did not continue chasing.

Although he wanted to catch the murderer who killed the six children and Wei Qingan, he did not want to risk his own life.

When he returned to Erwazi's home, he was still holding someone in the rain.

Meng Yanchuan stepped forward tentatively, and in the dim light, he could see clearly that the person being held by the second child was the eldest master.

He frowned and said, "Call the police, call 120 for help."

"It's too late." Erwazi hugged his father with a dull look in his eyes, his voice hoarse.

Meng Yanchuan had a stern face. The moment he lowered his head, he saw that the rain water under his feet was red.

He took a step forward and was able to see the master's condition clearly.

The master's neck was almost cut off, and the blood from the wound was like an out-of-control faucet, constantly oozing out.

Meng Yanchuan no longer mentioned calling 120, but instead called the police directly.

When the police arrived, the rain had not stopped.

After Meng Yanchuan showed his ID, he testified for Erwazi and also mentioned the person who escaped.

Then he cooperated with the police to investigate the scene.

But because it was a rainy night, many traces could not be preserved.

Except for half a footprint left on the low wall.

After completing the on-site investigation, Meng Yanchuan returned to the hotel and began to sort out what happened tonight.

However, he didn't know that in the dark corner, a pair of eyes were already staring at him.

It rained for the next few days. Meng Yanchuan stayed in the room except for going downstairs to eat.

Until this day, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"who?"

The second child outside the door said expressionlessly: "I am the son of the person who died that night."

Hearing this, Meng Yanchuan did not open the door completely, but instead opened it a crack with the chain.

After seeing that it was indeed Erwazi outside the door, he asked, "What do you want from me?"

Erwazi stared at Meng Yanchuan inside, as if he was searching for this person in his memory.

But he was sure that he didn't know him and had never even seen him.

If he was a stranger I had never seen before, why did he appear in my house that night?

Erwazi frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why are you targeting me?"

Meng Yanchuan did not answer immediately, but asked: "Do you know the person who killed your father that night?"

A dark light flashed quickly in Erwazi's eyes.

Meng Yanchuan took it in and continued, "Instead of wondering who I am, you should think about why that person wanted to kill your father."

"And, as far as I know, you've been in prison for a crime before."

Speaking of this matter, Erwazi's emotions finally fluctuated.

He stretched out his hand and slapped the door, lowering his voice and saying angrily: "This is none of your business. If you don't want to be implicated, then stay out of it!"

Meng Yanchuan sneered: "This is not up to you. Ten years ago, you killed that kid, not only that, but after you got out, you killed six more!"

"I didn't!" Erwazi roared, "I didn't kill anyone!"