Chapter 277: The Ghost in the Nursing Home, the Unjust Death of Old Lady Wang
Meng Fuling withdrew her hand. She really couldn't believe that Ye Wanwan died so tragically.
The stepfather is shameless and cruel, the biological mother agrees with the coercion, and the half-brother is a vampire.
The three of them were the culprits who killed Ye Wanwan, and they deserved her revenge.
"Wow, wow, wow!" Ye Wanwan cried bitterly, as if expressing the grievances in her heart.
Fans in the live broadcast room were furious, and the screen was full of curses.
[I can't believe it! This family is like vampires, selling their daughter for their son.]
[What daughter? She's not my biological daughter at all, that's why I knocked her unconscious and sold her to a fool.]
[Is this her biological mother? She joins her stepfather in hurting her own daughter. She's nothing but a beast.]
[He squeezed out every last bit of his adopted daughter's worth. He deserves to be criticized. Ye Jianhui deserves to die.]
[I feel so sad for no reason. This is similar to my experience. My parents also married me off in exchange for a dowry for my younger brother to marry.]
There are still girls like Ye Wanwan today. They were treated harshly and were described as money-losing goods when they grew up.
The only value is to serve the man in the family, and at the last moment she will be exchanged for betrothal money by her family.
If I marry into my husband's family, I might have to extort his money to give to my brother and become Voldemort.
At this time, Ye Jianhui had already fallen to the ground, with blood gushing out of his neck.
The aorta was bitten, and the flesh on the face kept falling to the ground, revealing the white bones.
Soon he fell to the ground, struggled in pain for a few times, and finally died.
"Dad!" Ye Wei looked at Zhao Xiaohui, who had gone completely crazy and collapsed on the ground.
Meng Fuling looked at the crying Ye Wanwan and said, "I hope you can be reborn into a warm family in your next life."
She made a spell: "Three thousand worries are all turned to dust, six thousand sins are washed away from this body, come to the underworld, all will be forgotten in the next life!"
Ye Wanwan's soul turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, causing everyone to sigh.
The truth came to light, and eventually the mother and son were taken away by the police for investigation.
The body was also carried away. Forensic Doctor Wang looked at Meng Fuling in surprise: "So what was spewing out was really resentment."
Some things cannot be solved by science and medicine, so some metaphysics is still needed.
From being dismissive of her at the beginning, now just looking at Meng Fuling makes him feel a bit of admiration and awe.
Just as the group was about to pack up and go back, Officer Yao received another call from the police.
"Captain Yao, call the police at 303, Unit 3, No. 109 Dongcheng Street. They say her colleague is dying!"
I didn't expect to be at the place where the police were called so soon. I took the body back to the police station first.
Meng Fuling got into the police car again and headed to the location of the person who called the police.
Because it was not far from the river bank, the three of them came to Dongcheng Street this time.
When I arrived at the address, I found out that it was actually a nursing home.
Sunset Red Nursing Home, there are three big words written on the big iron gate that looks a bit shabby.
"Why is this a nursing home?" Wen Xiaoli picked up her cell phone and called the police.
Soon a middle-aged woman in work clothes came out from inside and opened the door when she saw the police leaving.
"Were you the one who called the police?" Wen Xiaoli stepped forward to verify his identity.
"That's right! It's me." The middle-aged woman stepped forward and said, "Comrade police officer, I suspect my colleague of murder."
The three of them looked at each other, still a little skeptical about this statement: "Doubt?"
"Yes!" She finally said slowly, "My name is Jiang Ping. I came to work at this nursing home a month ago."
"It was fine at first, but recently all sorts of weird things have been happening."
Her face turned serious as she spoke: "I, I really want to see a ghost!"
"What did you say?" Officer Yao looked at her in confusion and frowned.
Meng Fuling stared at her face: "There is a dark aura in the corners of your eyes, and it is true that all your ghosts have haunted you."
After hearing this, Jiang Ping became even more flustered and excited.
She came to work in this nursing home last month. She was originally a nurse so she did the job very well.
"There's an elderly woman with Parkinson's disease in Room 201. Everyone calls her Grandma Jin!"
"She always said that her roommate had died, and it was our care team leader, Wang Haixia, who killed her."
"At first I just thought she was old and her mind wasn't clear, so I didn't take it seriously!"
"Every time she saw Grandma Jin, she would repeat this sentence over and over again, until she saw the deceased Grandma Wang three nights ago."
She couldn't help but tremble when she said this: "Grandma Jin was standing in the corridor in the middle of the night, not sleeping. When she saw me, she pulled me into her room."
"She even made me stand in front of the mirror in the room. I thought she was joking."
"She then chanted some incantation, and an old man appeared in the mirror."
"Inside was Grandma Wang, who had been dead for three months. She told me herself that Wang Haixia had killed her."
Jiang Ping's face was heavy when he said this, and there were thick bags under his eyes: "I saw her crying out for justice for three consecutive days."
Thinking that she was about to collapse because of this matter, she tentatively found Wang Haixia to ask about Grandma Wang.
As a result, she scolded them severely. Later, I heard that Grandma Wang fell down the stairs and died.
Because there was no surveillance in that stairwell, the police came to investigate and determined it to be an accidental death.
"If it was really an accident, why would Grandma Jin say she killed Grandma Wang?"
Unable to bear the torment, she thought about it and decided to call the police.
How could such a thing actually happen? Meng Fuling looked towards the nursing home building inside the door.
A faint black aura lingered in the air: "It seems that there is more than one ghost here."
"Master, what do you mean by this? Many people have died in this nursing home?"
[Isn't it normal for people to die in nursing homes? After all, most of the people who come here are elderly.]
【These days, only unfilial children would send their parents to this place to suffer.】
Suffering? How can you suffer in a nursing home? Here, there are dedicated people to take care of you, and someone even prepares meals for you every day. Just be content.
Do you think nursing homes are cheap? Those who can afford to go to nursing homes all have very high pensions.
The fans in the live broadcast room split into two groups and suddenly started complaining to each other. Meng Fuling followed Jiang Ping in.
This nursing home is a U-shaped building with seven floors. It looks like it is quite old.
There is only a playground and some sports equipment outside, and the area is not very large.
I walked into the nursing home but didn't see any elderly people. Instead, I heard a woman's loud voice.
"What are you all standing there for? Go back to your room and take a nap!"
"Hurry up and move your legs. Whoever is left last won't be given any food tonight."
"A bunch of useless trash, you have to follow the rules here, okay? Hurry up."
A middle-aged woman in her forties stood with her hands on her hips and angrily shouted at the old man who was slowly moving back to his room.
At this moment, the woman turned around and saw the uniformed policeman appear. She was stunned: "Which policeman are you?"
"Team Leader Wang!" Jiang Ping stepped forward quickly. "This is the police officer I called in to investigate the cause of Grandma Wang's death."
"What did you say?" Wang Haixia roared in anger upon hearing this: "Jiang Ping, the fact that Grandma Wang fell to her death has long been investigated."
"Who told you to act on your own? And you even dared to call the police to investigate? I think you are irrelevant."
Wang Haixia had mean eyebrows and a cruel look in her eyes. Meng Fuling walked up to her and looked her up and down.
"Thin lips indicate ruthlessness and harshness, a narrow chin indicates a greedy heart, and a hooked nose indicates selfishness."
Meng Fuling looked at the black energy in the middle of his forehead and said, "The brow is black and the corners of the eyes are bruised. There will definitely be a bloody disaster!"
What? Wang Haixia frowned and her expression suddenly changed.
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