The police officers' eyes also turned fierce.
They never imagined that such a heinous murderer existed in their jurisdiction.
More importantly, they didn't discover it.
Through the flipped-out camera lens, Zhang Tianle saw the man's condition and sneered, "Are you sure you're really better? Didn't you hear a bunch of children crying in your ear when you were sleeping at night? And you often fall off the bed in the middle of the night and wake up with scratches all over your body and black and blue teeth marks on your arms?"
Upon hearing Zhang Tianle's words, the man's expression changed drastically.
How could he know?
yes!
Ever since he killed his first child, these inexplicable accidents have been happening to him. At first, it only happened once a month, but as he killed more and more people, it became more and more frequent, from once a month to once a week, and now it happens once a day, or even several times a day.
But this is much better than the times he had epilepsy in public before, and the pitying yet fearful looks people gave him when he woke up. So, what are these minor aftereffects?
These people must be jealous that he found a cure and want him to go back to his previous life of unbearable pain.
These people deserve to die!
Damn it!
He imagined the fruit knife in his hand pressed against the neck of his son, who didn't care about losing his life.
Since he's not going to live today anyway, let's just kill one to make it worthwhile.
Just as he was about to take action, Zhang Tianle's voice came through the phone again: "Your illness can be treated by an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in my live stream. And it only takes six months of acupuncture and medicine to cure it."
Zhang Tianle glanced at the comments sent by Grandpa Wang and said to the man.
And immediately connected with Grandpa Wang, who had requested to speak on the microphone.
The moment Old Master Wang connected to the microphone, he immediately launched into a tirade: "Using children's brains to cure diseases is utterly unheard of, absurd beyond belief! It's the height of ridiculousness! Utterly stupid! A disease that could be cured simply by acupuncture at a few acupoints and a certain course of treatment, yet you're killing people for this kind of disease! You despicable bastard!"
Old Master Wang's scolding
The live stream chat exploded.
[Holy crap! Even Grandpa Wang was shocked. But isn't epilepsy divided into secondary and primary types? I remember that primary epilepsy is untreatable. This person inherited it from a family member, so it's primary, right? Could it be that Grandpa Wang can cure this? That's incredible! My goodness for traditional Chinese medicine!]
[Don't make a fuss upstairs. Old Master Wang is a master at treating even cancer. A minor case of epilepsy is nothing to him. Calm down! Sit down!]
Even so, I still think this prisoner is truly depraved!
"Shut up! Shut up! You keep saying my epilepsy can be cured, but where were you when I had a seizure? You all deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
"Since you keep saying you can save people, then I'd like to see how you're going to save this child in my hands." He grinned menacingly and was about to slit the child's throat with a fruit knife.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out.
It hit his arm squarely.
Immediately afterward, the window behind him shattered, and a SWAT officer broke in. Before he could react, the officer snatched the fruit knife from his hand, grabbed the child, kicked him against the wall, and carried the child back to the police station, handing the child over to the child's father.
"I'd rather die than give up," the man who hadn't cried until the moment he held his child in his arms finally burst into tears.
As the child cried out, "I'd rather die than live like this," the child who had been terrified also started crying.
At that moment, the man was also pinned down by the police and handcuffed. Just as they were about to take him back to the police station, he collapsed to the ground and began to convulse.
In no time, his eyes rolled back, he foamed at the mouth, his lips turned purplish-black, and he curled up like a shrimp.
When the police officers first saw him fall to the ground, they thought he was faking it, but when they saw him foaming at the mouth, they immediately called 120 (the emergency number in China).
"Insert silver needles into his Shenmai acupoint."
Just then, Grandpa Wang's calm voice came from the other end of the phone.
But before Grandpa Wang could finish speaking, viewers in the live stream saw a horrifying scene through their phone cameras.
Behind the man who was having an epileptic seizure, a bronze door appeared.
Lu Wuchang, dressed in white, walked out of the bronze gate.
[Oh my god! Mom, I've made it big! I actually saw Lu Wuchang coming to collect souls.]
[You can really learn a lot from a streamer's livestream! They even stream how the spirit medium (Wu Chang) takes souls.]
So, this idiot is hopeless, right? I feel like it's too good for him to just die like this. He's a beast who killed eight children! He deserves to suffer in prison until he dies.
[Does the person upstairs have some misunderstanding about prisons these days? Prisons are actually quite good now. Early to bed and early to rise, aside from the lack of freedom, the other living standards are excellent. Plus, he has epilepsy, so sentencing him would be difficult. If things don't go well, he might end up in a mental hospital and escape punishment.]
The viewers in the live stream were discussing it, while Lu Wuchang waved his mourning stick at the convulsing man and cried out, "Hua Changshun, may your soul return!"
Then a stick was smashed down on the man who was lying on the ground convulsing.
A soul floated out of the man's body as Lu Wuchang raised his mourning staff.
Just as the man's soul floated out of his body, it was clear that he was carrying eight eight- or nine-year-old children on his back, each of them gnawing at him.
With each bite, his figure seemed to fade a little more.
After they took a few more bites, Lu Wuchang swung his mourning stick and swept it across Hua Changshun's ghost.
The ghosts of the children who were gnawing on him fell to the ground.
Just as the children were about to jump on Hua Changshun, Lu Wuchang stretched out his mourning stick again: "Enough. If you bite him again, you will damage his essence, which will prevent you from entering reincarnation. It's not worth it. Send him to His Highness King Qin Guang. His Highness will give the fairest judgment."
After Lu Wuchang finished speaking, the ghosts of the group of menacing children finally stood still.
"Let's go! It's time to hit the road." Lu Wuchang waved his mourning staff, engulfing the ghosts of these people in it. With a flick of his wrist, the bronze door opened.
Just as he opened the bronze door, he seemed to sense something and turned his gaze to the phone that read, "I might as well not live this life."
With a swift movement, he landed next to "I'd rather die than live like this," and saw the content of the live stream.
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