Chapter 82 Grandma, does it hurt?

After saying that, Jia Luo pulled Mo Shu away.

And the man was still calling anxiously from behind: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo..."

However, he was soon stopped by his old lady, who was chattering on and on. The man was helpless and could only watch Mo Shu and Jia Luo leave.

Mo Shu took Jia Luo back to the car and asked, "Luo Luo, why do you say they didn't tell the truth?"

Jia Luo said angrily: "Humph, that house is full of resentment, and that young lady must have been burned to death by them on purpose!"

"It seems that things are not as simple as we thought!" Mo Shu frowned slightly: "Tsk, now they don't let us take care of it!"

"Hehe, they will come to beg us. Let's go find our third brother first and check on the fire!"

Mo Shu nodded, started the car, and went to the police station.

"Third brother, we are here!" Jia Luo shouted happily when he saw Wen Xu.

Wen Xu raised her head and smiled slightly when she saw them.

"Lolo, Mo Shu, why are you here?"

Mo Shu briefly recounted what had happened, frowning gently.

"Are you talking about the family in Qingshan Community?"

"Yeah, third brother, how do you know?" Jia Luo asked curiously.

"If it's that family, I know. Three years ago, I went on the police force with my master."

Wen Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and recalled the scene of that year.

"That fire was really strange. The fire spread very quickly, but only burned their family. We also suspected that it was arson at first, but we never found any evidence."

Jia Luo's eyes widened: "Third brother, you didn't find anything suspicious?"

Wen Wei hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, "It's really strange. The room of the little girl who was burned to death was at the door, and inside was the room of her parents and her grandmother, and her parents' and her grandmother's room was next to the kitchen. The fire started in the kitchen, so the little girl should have had a chance to escape."

"But all four of them, except the little girl, escaped."

Mo Shu frowned and said, "This is indeed irrational. Could it be that something happened to the little girl when the fire started, causing her to be unable to escape?"

"That shouldn't be the case. When his parents escaped, they had to go through the door of that little sister. They should have called her, right?"

Mo Shu tapped the tabletop with his fingers and said thoughtfully, "There must be something we don't know about. Let's go to that community and ask to see if we can find other clues."

The two returned to the community again and wandered around the community square.

At this time, they saw an old lady, and Jialuo immediately ran up to her and called out sweetly, "Grandma, we want to ask you something."

The mother looked at the lovely Jia Luo with a gentle smile on her face and said, "Little girl, what's the matter?"

Jia Luo pointed to the building where the fire broke out and asked, "Mom, do you know about the fire in that building three years ago?"

The aunt's face changed slightly and she said, "Oh, you are talking about Li Dayong's family, of course I know, I also live in that building. Oh, that fire was scary. I remember the fire started in the middle of the night, and everyone heard the family's screams. The fire truck took a long time to put out the fire. Except for the little girl, everyone in the family escaped. It was really pitiful for the child. The child was very well-behaved and sensible. Every day when she saw me, she would call me grandma."

The aunt looked around cautiously, and after making sure that no one was around, she whispered to them, "Something happened to their house that year. There were several fires, and the firefighters came several times."

Jia Luo and Mo Shu looked at each other, and the doubts in their hearts became heavier.

Mo Shu then asked, "So, are they treating the girl well?"

"Well, I don't know the details, but I often see her walking around the neighborhood with her schoolbag on her back when her grandmother plays mahjong after school. Sometimes, I can even hear her crying at home. She is a poor child."

"This family is really strange. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law always quarrel, and things have only gotten better in the past one or two years."

"Thank you, grandma!" Jialuo said sweetly.

"Well, I only told you so much because I felt sorry for that girl!" She said and left.

Jia Luo turned his head to look at that family and suddenly tugged at Mo Shu's clothes.

"Brother, look!"

Mo Shu looked in the direction of Jia Luo's finger and couldn't help but gasp: "This is..."

"Hey, let's go, we'll come back and take a look at it in the evening!"

Mo Shu looked at Jia Luo's confident look, smiled, and took her away.

Time passed quickly and night fell quietly.

Li Dayong's family was having dinner when suddenly a sharp and piercing cry was heard.

"Wuwuwuwu..." The crying sound was eerie and mournful, making people shudder. Li Dayong and his family were so scared that they huddled in a corner of the living room.

As the crying began, the lights in the living room flickered.

The old lady was horrified and trembling as she said, "This... What on earth is going on?"

Li Dayong's wife also hugged his arms tightly, her body shaking uncontrollably.

"Mom, where is the master you mentioned before? Call him and ask him to come over!"

"Oh, yes, Master!" Mrs. Li quickly took out her cell phone and called the Master: "Master, please come quickly!"

"Grandma, who are you calling?" Suddenly, a faint voice sounded in my ears.

Mrs. Li was so frightened by the sudden sound that her hair stood on end and cold sweat rolled down her forehead. After a moment, she slowly turned her head and saw a burnt face pressed against her.

Mrs. Li screamed "Ah!" and then fainted.

Li Dayong and his wife were confused. When they saw their mother fainted, they hugged her and shook her, "Mom, what happened to you, Mom, Mom!"

"Dad, why are you crying? Did you cry when Nan Nan died?"

When Li Dayong and his wife heard the sound, they looked towards the source of the sound in horror as if they were struck by lightning.

The charred figure of the little girl slowly emerged, her eyes full of resentment.

Li Dayong said with a trembling voice: "You... don't come over here, it's not us who harmed you."

"Dad, why don't you save Nannan? Nannan is in so much pain. Please come and save Nannan, okay? Dad, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!" The little girl's voice was filled with pain.

Li Dayong was so frightened by the cries for help that a pool of liquid oozed out from under him.

Li Dayong was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at her. He just begged for mercy: "Please let Daddy go, Nannan. It's not that Daddy doesn't want to save you, it's just that the fire is too big and Daddy can't get in!"

The little girl's figure floated closer, and her burnt face became clearer and more terrifying.

When the little girl heard what he said, she shouted in a hoarse voice: "You lied to me, you didn't save me on purpose. Dad, I could have run away, but why did you lock the door?"

"Ha, I get it, you just want me to burn to death so that mom can have another brother, right!"

The lights in the living room kept flickering, and the flickering light made the whole space look particularly eerie.

The girl's charred body floated quietly in the air, emitting a chilling aura.

At this moment, the old lady woke up slowly, saw the figure of the little girl floating in the air, and screamed again in fright.

The old lady got up in panic and stumbled towards the door. However, when her hand touched the door handle, it suddenly retracted as if she had been electrocuted.

"Wuwuwuwuwu~~~~~" The strange crying sound echoed in the air, like the accusations of countless vengeful spirits, making people's scalps tingle and the hairs on their bodies stand up.

“Wuwuwuwu, grandma, grandma, does it hurt? Does it hurt? Hahahaha~~~”