Chapter 115 Not Everyone Deserves to Call Them Parents
Chapter 115 Not Everyone Deserves to Call Them Parents
Chapter 115 Not Everyone Deserves to Call Them Parents
What do you want to do?
The leader in the floral shirt looked at the person at the door.
The man was quite handsome, but at this moment, in this place, it was all the more terrifying.
Xia Chengjun stood smiling in the middle of the doorway, confronting more than a dozen people alone, without a trace of fear on his face.
"I didn't intend to do anything, I just wanted to find out some things."
The leader in the floral shirt gritted his teeth; it seemed things wouldn't end well today.
"Beat him up! Charge out!"
"You'd better not move."
Xia Chengjun stretched out his finger and pointed at the first lackey who rushed out.
A red dot appeared on the henchman's chest.
The lackey's legs went weak when he saw the red dot.
"Boss, boss..."
"Don't move!" The leader in the floral shirt was also apprehensive. Had they run into a regular army?
As the leader, he couldn't back down, so he pretended to be calm.
"Are you police officers? What do you want to ask?"
Do you recognize this person?
Xia Chengjun took a photo out of his pocket and handed it over.
The lackey dared not move, while another person cautiously approached and took the photo.
It was handed to the boss in the floral shirt immediately.
After the eldest brother finished looking at the photos, he handed them over to the others.
They passed the images around to each other to identify the figures.
Many people shook their heads, saying they didn't recognize him, but the guy in the floral shirt felt he looked familiar.
"What do you want with him?"
"He owes us something, and we want it back. Do you know them?"
"I don't know him!"
Most people shook their heads vigorously, while some were a beat slower, clearly too afraid to speak.
"Tell me and I'll let you go. Don't waste my time. You, you, you, and you."
The red light points to the people Xia Chengjun pointed to.
The four people who were pointed at immediately collapsed to the ground.
They're just petty thugs who steal small things, collect gambling debts, and extort protection money.
Who would have thought that one day someone would point a gun at me?
"Tell me, where have you seen this person before?"
The four of them dared not delay and finished speaking in a rambling manner.
Xia Chengjun nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and the red dots disappeared from them.
Xia Chengjun looked at the leader in the floral shirt.
Do you have anything to add?
The leader in the floral shirt spoke up: "I've met this guy once. I've heard he's ruthless and has killed people. He's connected with Old A in the red-light district, so he should know more than I do."
Xia Chengjun laughed, "Hehe, you're quite clever, knowing to drag your old rival into this. Don't let me find out you're lying to me, otherwise..."
Xia Chengjun made a gun gesture and pointed it at the head of the man in the floral shirt.
"Bang! In an instant, you were gone."
"No, no."
The leader in the floral shirt dared not move, worried that the ruthless thug in front of him might actually shoot him dead.
Xia Chengjun seemed to have thought of something, and smiled happily as he looked at the floral shirt.
"Since you brought it up, do me a favor and invite Old A over. It's that simple!"
Seeing Xia Chengjun's threatening smile, the leader in the floral shirt nodded repeatedly.
He took out his phone and called Old A.
The person who understands you best is not your lover, but your rival.
With just a few words, he got Old A to agree to come out and see him.
Xia Chengjun nodded in satisfaction.
I reached out and handed him a lollipop.
"Have something sweet, don't be so nervous, we are good people."
The guy in the floral shirt was thinking, "What a load of crap, what a good guy! He's just playing dumb."
Xia Chengjun unwrapped a lollipop and put it in his mouth.
This task of Zhou Shao's is particularly fun.
Zhou Shao, who abides by the law, received a call from the police after the inspection and was asked to go to the police station to give a statement.
Zhou Shao knew the place well and entered the police station with ease.
I even ran into an acquaintance at the door.
Good girl Zhou Ran greeted him warmly.
"Officer Fang, good evening!"
"It's you? What brings you here?"
Why didn't he receive a notification from the person who was tracking him? Why did Young Master Zhou come?
Zhou Ran, the obedient boy, said, "I'm here to give a statement. You called me."
What happened to you?
Judging from his appearance, Fang Yuan thought he seemed to be the normal type, unlike the cold-faced person on the rooftop.
It seems highly likely that Song Ai described two different personalities.
“I went for a walk when a woman rushed at me with a knife and tried to kill me. I went to the hospital and came back to cooperate with the police to give a statement.”
Zhou Ran raised her hand, which was quickly wrapped into a zongzi (rice dumpling).
Xia Chenggan was making a fuss over nothing, having people wrap it in several layers, making it look like he was catching a blade barehanded.
"That was so dangerous, is your wound alright?"
"It's nothing, just a scrape."
Fang Yuan looked at the gauze; it didn't look like an abrasion.
"Come with me, we'll take your statement here."
Fang Yuan asked tentatively.
Why did that woman suddenly want to kill you?
This is the second time someone has tried to kill him.
Last time it was Cong Yun, this time it's a strange woman. Did his other personality do something?
"I don't know. She just appeared out of nowhere. A lawyer came over just now and said she was mentally ill. How would I know why a mentally ill person would kill me?"
Zhou Ran looked completely innocent, her face radiating innocence.
It evokes a feeling of pity, thinking, "How could such a well-behaved child be so unlucky?"
Fang Yuan quickly dismissed the idea of rising up.
He couldn't be fooled by the harmless appearance of the person in front of him. He had to make bold assumptions, carefully verify them, and not let a bad person go unpunished, nor wrong an innocent person.
Seeing Fang Yuan's reaction, Zhou Ran laughed; this policeman was quite amusing.
Xia Chenggan followed behind him, watching Zhou Ran deceive Fang Yuan.
Looking Fang Yuan up and down, he was a first-class police superintendent, a decent-sized man.
He seems intelligent and is an acquaintance; he's a good candidate to clean up messes—no, to put it another way.
Zhou Ran went inside to give a statement, recounting in detail what had happened.
Once you're familiar with the process, it's quick; you can record it smoothly in one take.
The policewoman asked a few more questions, which Zhou Ran answered in detail.
Fang Yuan accompanied them throughout the entire process and saw them off after the recording was completed.
When they came out, Yu Hang was driving back.
Fang Yuan nodded to him in greeting, and Yu Hang looked at Zhou Ran.
"It's you? What brings you to the police station?"
"I was attacked by a woman in my neighborhood. She tried to kill me with a knife."
"Woman? How old? What does she look like?"
Yu Hang asked urgently.
"She looked to be in her early thirties, with long hair tied up, wearing a business suit, almond-shaped eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a flat nose, and thick lips."
Zhou Ran obediently described the woman's appearance.
Is it her?
Yu Hang found a photo and handed it to Zhou Ran.
Zhou Ran leaned closer and took a closer look.
"Yes, she just doesn't look energetic. She looks tired and disheveled."
"Okay, thank you. Please keep your phone accessible. We may need your assistance with the investigation later."
Zhou Ran nodded.
Yu Hang and Fang Yuan helped Zhou Ran into the car.
Zhou Ran sat in the car, frowning.
"What's wrong?"
"It seems this woman is connected to yesterday's murder."
How do you know?
"It's just a guess. I was listening to gossip when they said that the girl was found in the suitcase that the blond guy found yesterday, and that the murderer was her mother's boyfriend."
She said her mother really liked that boyfriend, and that boyfriend often beat the children, but her mother didn't do anything about it.
"You suspect that this Peng Qiu is the mother of the dead girl?"
"Maybe so, let's leave the rest to the police."
Xia Chenggan frowned, "How can there be such a mother?"
"Hehe, not all parents in the world are good parents, and not all of them love their children. And becoming a parent doesn't make you a good person; a scumbag is still a scumbag."
Xia Chenggan couldn't quite grasp the meaning, but he knew Zhou Ran was right.
He has also seen parents who force their children into marriage or coerce them into doing certain things.
They are colder than strangers.
Those people are not fit to be parents, nor are they fit to have children.
Zhou Ran looked out the window, and memories flooded back.
He had parents in his past life, both of whom were his biological parents.
So what?
It would be better to have no parents at all.
Alcoholism, gambling, fighting, and human trafficking.
They do whatever makes money quickly.
Raising him is like raising a puppy; you feed him when you remember, and let him go hungry if you forget.
Give me a kiss when I'm happy, and kick me when I'm unhappy.
Why was a younger sister born?
Oh, right, the younger sister wasn't their child.
They smuggled them in from outside; the buyer is the problem.
They didn't want to take care of it, but they couldn't afford to die, so they just left it to him to take care of.
Ning Rui had a chubby little face and round, red eyes back then.
Looking at him, she softly called him "brother".
He was inexplicably moved as well.
He shared the limited food he had with Ning Rui and fed her.
He had even made plans at the time, such as how to raise Ning Rui and how to teach her to read and write.
He foolishly thought that if she became greedy, what would happen?
I must keep a close watch on him and prevent Huang Mao from harming his sister.
Unfortunately, fantasy is always just fantasy.
Reality is reality.
How could his parents give up the opportunity to make money?
They contacted a new buyer.
He was planning to send Ning Rui away to repay the money.
The good news is that this buyer isn't a psychopath.
The bad news is that this buyer is even worse than a psychopath.
The previous buyer of Ning Rui was someone who liked to torment young girls.
This buyer paid extra for Ning Rui because he wanted to get a heart transplant for his own child.
If she had ended up with the previous buyer, Ning Rui would still be alive.
If Ning Rui falls into the hands of this buyer, she will only die.
He didn't know where he got the courage from.
He had clearly been beaten into submission by his parents and trained to be as obedient as a dog.
But when he learned that Ning Rui was going to die, he mustered up his courage.
He wanted to run away with his younger sister.
Staying in this house means being sold; it's better to escape and have a chance of survival.
The foolish man, with his young and innocent sister, took advantage of the bright moonlight and the fact that his parents were asleep.
He fled the home he had lived in for six years.
That hellish home.
He was so small, and he was carrying little Ning Rui.
They cherished hope and longing for the outside world.
Escape that dark and hopeless hell.
They ran as fast as they could, not daring to stop.
Even if it's pitch black all around, even if it's an unfamiliar environment.
None of that scared him off.
He and his sister hid in various places, searching for food in garbage cans.
They hide from stray cats and dogs for food, just to fill their stomachs.
Sometimes I can't get any food and I'm so hungry I don't have the strength.
He never regretted it, but unfortunately, he was just an innocent child after all.
They were found, found by that demon called parents.
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