My heart felt cold and then hot.
Mother He stared in disbelief at the son for whom she had devoted her life, then slowly lowered her head and looked down.
The boning knife was stuck straight in her chest, and dark red liquid dyed the sharp blade red and dripped slowly down.
"You...you..." Blood foam gushed out of He's mother's mouth and she began to choke and cough.
He Jiali gasped and let go of his hand, then took two steps back and sat down on the ground with weak legs.
He should have taken out his cell phone to call 120, or rushed to send He's mother to the hospital.
At the very least, he shouldn't just stand there and watch.
Mother He fell to the ground with a thud. She mumbled in her throat, but in shock and confusion she couldn't utter a complete sentence: "You... I..."
After an unknown amount of time, she opened her cloudy eyes wide, looked in the direction of He Jiali, and died silently.
He Jiali grabbed his hair tightly with both hands, his eyes were bloodshot, and cold sweat oozed from his back and palms.
A moment later, he pounced on He's mother, who was lying on the cold floor, and let out a shrill scream: "Ah——!"
“Ah ...
Xie Zijie was sweating profusely and sat up from the bed screaming. The fear in her dream followed her like a shadow, entwining her realistically.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" An Meng pushed open the door, rushed to the bed and asked loudly.
Xie Zijie's bedroom was also on the second floor. An Meng had just gotten up, washed up, and was about to go downstairs for breakfast when she heard screams coming from her room.
"I," Xie Zijie said softly, her lips pale and her eyes vacant as she looked at An Meng, "I dreamed that He Jiali wanted to kill me."
An Meng's scalp felt numb and a chill crept up her back.
【What? 】
"What? He wants to kill you?" Xie Sixian choked on a mouthful of soy milk and raised his voice.
Xie Zijie was still a little frightened. She nodded and said, "I dreamed that he and I had a quarrel, and then he stabbed me in the chest with a knife. I..."
As she spoke, she began to tremble, as if the sharp pain in her dream was still lingering in her body.
"Okay, okay," An Meng patted her back quickly, "Don't think about it for now, dreams are always the opposite."
Xie Sixian and Xie Yun exchanged a glance, and Xie Sixian said with difficulty, "Zijie, don't go out for the time being. Switch all your work to online, or take a vacation."
Xie Zijie nodded.
Xie Yun put down his chopsticks, took out his phone, and said, "I'll ask the people who are following him what He Jiali has been up to these past two days."
On the day when Xie Zijie was plotted against by the mother and son of the He family, he asked a few people to follow He Jiali and keep an eye on his whereabouts at all times.
An Meng has been deliberately avoiding seeing Xie Yun.
Because of his prank last night, she now felt uncomfortable whenever she saw Xie Yun.
Xie Yun unlocked the screen and was about to make a call when she saw a message she hadn't noticed before, sent early in the morning.
Xie Yun's eyes quickly scanned the phone screen. After a few seconds, he raised his head and said with a strange expression, "He Jiali is dead."
Dead?
An Meng widened her eyes and stared at Xie Yun blankly, as if he had said something earth-shattering.
[Woc! He Jiali suddenly went offline? ]
"What?" Xie Sixian asked in surprise.
Besides being shocked, he secretly felt relieved in his heart without even noticing it.
Xie Zijie stood there in a daze, as if she hadn't reacted. The spoon in her hand fell to the table with a crisp sound.
Xie Yun quickly said, "At six in the morning, a cleaner found He Jiali's body on the stone road in the community. The cause of death was jumping from a building."
An Meng murmured: "Jump off the building..."
[Why did he suddenly jump off the building? Evildoers will surely be punished.]
"That's right, it shouldn't be homicide," Xie Yun continued, "When the police arrived, they entered the He family's house and found..."
"What did you find?" Xie Zijie asked with a pale face.
Xie Yun's eyes were filled with shock. He whispered, "We found He Jiali's mother lying on the floor of the living room with a boning knife stuck in her chest."
“…”
Xie Zijie shuddered violently. Wasn’t this the scene in her dream just now?
It was also a boning knife, and it was also the chest, but the target of death was different!
At the dinner table, several people thought of Xie Zijie's dream, and they were all horrified and looked at each other in silence.
"This is..." Goose bumps appeared on An Meng's arms, and a terrible thought flashed through her mind.
【Matricide! 】
"I--" Xie Zijie felt the acid in her stomach surge up, and she covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom.
Xie Sixian looked at her back worriedly, but did not chase after her. Instead, he asked, "What on earth is going on?"
The person he subconsciously looked at was An Meng, who shook her head blankly. She really didn't know this.
"Brother, let's eat first," Xie Yun sighed softly, "Wait for news from my men. The police should still be investigating."
"Hmm." Xie Sixian grabbed the chopsticks, having completely lost his appetite.
At this moment, Tie Zhu's electronic voice rang out in An Meng's consciousness: [Congratulations host, Xie Zijie's side quest is complete!]
Her hand trembled and she almost spilled the milk in front of her.
At this moment, the first thing that came to An Meng's mind was not joy. Instead, she was puzzled. How could this be completed so suddenly?
After quickly finishing breakfast, An Meng went into the bedroom on the second floor and then into the bathroom.
Then, she called Tiezhu: "Tiezhu, are you there? What's going on with He Jiali?"
Tiezhu didn't say anything and just played a holographic image for her.
An Meng finished reading it silently, feeling a little heavy-hearted.
He Jiali really brought this upon himself, but his mother's way of education was truly suffocating.
Her love has become an invisible cage. Wrapped in airtight love, it has nurtured a psychologically twisted monster, which eventually turns against her and harms herself.
"So, this mission is completed? What are the evaluation criteria?" An Meng asked in disbelief.
She just sent a letter of complaint to He Jiali's unit and had no time to do anything else.
But no one expected that He Jiali would resign voluntarily, quarrel with He's mother, and eventually suffer the consequences.
"Yes," Tie Zhu said, "As far as I know, when the plot has no possibility of developing further than the original one, it is considered complete."
"I don't know any more details."
An Meng was thoughtful. Now that He Jiali was dead, there was naturally no possibility for him to bother Xie Zijie anymore.
"But," she asked doubtfully, "what do you mean by even more details? You don't know anymore."
"Because I only know this one evaluation criterion, and it is not my job to judge whether the mission is successful or not," said Tiezhu.
An Meng was a little confused: "What did you say? You're not the one who's going to judge? Then who is it?"
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