Xiang Rong looked up at the bright moon in the countryside, which was much cleaner and clearer than in the city. Under the bright moon in the sky, there are undulating black mountains, one after another. The prosperous town was in the distant valley, where lived many people who had nothing to do with him.
His home was originally very good. It is backed by mountains, close to water and next to a highway. He remembers that when Xiang Muhua was a child, he liked to play in front of and behind the house, playing with some children from the village or new children.
But the world is changing so fast. So soon, he was the only one left in this family.
As the towns prospered and new roads were built, this area became almost deserted. The neighbors I knew moved away one by one.
The child's mother had already remarried and was working in Hangzhou with someone else. A few months ago, Xiang Rong went to Hangzhou to see her. Looking at her from afar, he thought that she should be living a good life. Then he felt relieved.
Six years.
The child buried under the house should be left with only bones. No one could recognize it. He couldn't recognize him, nor could he recognize the boy in his hand.
Even when Liu Ruoyu and Li Biran met a few months ago, they did not recognize each other. They had met once in this village. They could no longer recognize Xiang Muhua.
The boy Zhou Shaoling in his hand was still unconscious. It was easy for Xiang Rong to abduct a 19-year-old boy like this. He carried Zhou Shaoling back to the yard, walked straight into the house and locked the door.
Turn on a soft oil lamp, and even if a car occasionally passes by on the road, no clues can be detected in this old country house. Xiang Rong put the man on the ground and locked his limbs with iron chains to ensure that he could not break free. I turned my head and looked out the window again. It was still dark and the night was still long.
He took out a bottle of Erguotou from the cabinet, poured two cups, one for himself and one for the ground. Then he lit a cigarette, sat at the table, and looked at the young man lying on the cold ground.
Actually, it’s a bit regrettable. As for Li Biran and Liu Ruoyu, it only induced them to send themselves to jail. I can’t torture or kill them with my own hands like the first one or this one. But Li Biran and Liu Ruoyu had already gone astray at that time. Xiang Rong reserved the two best seats in the Internet cafe for them, installed a bug, and detected that they had the urge to kill. For some reason, Xiang Rong felt that letting them kill people would make him feel more satisfied than killing them directly.
Besides, that person also said to Xiang Rong: Watching your enemy go to his own end, being deserted by his friends and relatives, having his family broken up, and never being able to escape, is not any better than you taking action directly. Even if they are released from prison in the future, you can take action then.
Xiang Rong felt that these words touched the heart.
The medicine was given by that person, perhaps it was some new synthetic drug. It unknowingly went into the two boys' drinks. The dosage is not much, it will just make them more easily excited and emotionally impulsive than usual. After a short while, it could no longer be detected.
I often chat with them, talk about my own growth experiences, struggles with elders, and the joy of settling scores. Talking about a teenager he once knew, he killed his school enemy with his own hands. Anyway, he only had to stay in juvenile detention for a few years, so he was a real man... and so on.
For several months, close attention, subtle influence, psychological suggestion, physical weakening...all according to the instructions given by that person. However, it was the two teenagers themselves who took the most crucial step. They wanted to kill people.
Just like they killed his son.
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Xiang Rong's gaze returned to Zhou Shaoling, seeing him lying on the ground like a dead dog. His mind flashed back to the time when he and his wife wanted to find those children to get a definite explanation. He just wanted to know how his son died. It doesn't mean that we have to cause trouble for them. But Zhou Shaoling was blocked by his parents behind him. There was no sympathy or understanding on their faces, only indifference, disgust and avoidance.
"Your own son drowned while playing in the water, why are you looking for our child?"
"Go away! Go away! Are you human if you can't stand a child?"
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Their children are, well, children. His children are no longer children? Xiang Rong has been doing business for many years and has been working in the society. He could tell at a glance that those children were evasive in their eyes. But in the end they were stopped by their parents and the police.
The only person who came without his parents was Liu Ruoyu. But his two uncles and aunts were more aggressive than anyone else. They beat and scolded Liu Ruoyu for causing trouble for them, and at the same time they cursed Xiang Rong and his wife.
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In fact, so many years have passed, and Xiang Rong feels indifferent when he thinks about the past. Now he does these things more like completing some kind of ritual. After all, the one in front of me is the last one.
The last family he was going to destroy.
He stood up, scooped a bucket of cold water and splashed it on Zhou Shaoling to wake him up. Zhou Shaoling shuddered all over, and when he saw the surroundings, he was terrified: "Brother Xiang? Brother Xiang...what are you doing? How did I offend you?"
After all, they only met once back then, and Xiang Rong's appearance and temperament have changed a lot over the years, and he had deliberately concealed his approach before. Zhou Shaoling was only 13 years old at the time and was completely unrecognizable.
Xiang Rong did not answer, but turned his head and looked at the black and white portrait on the wall.
Zhou Shaoling looked over tremblingly at the child's tender portrait, and suddenly remembered something, and his whole body trembled: "You are... you are... his father!"
Xiang Rong stood up, walked over to him, squatted down, pinched his chin, and sealed it with thick tape. Zhou Shaoling suddenly couldn't make any sound, and he didn't need anyone to make any sound other than a dull wailing.
Then Xiang Rong opened the black handbag and placed the things on the table one by one. When Zhou Shaoling saw those knives, his eyes widened and tears started streaming down his face. He struggled desperately, but how could he break free from the chains? All this happened extremely quietly, and Xiang Rong's expression was also calm. He first picked up the electric drill and plugged it in. Then he walked up to Zhou Shaoling, took off his shoes, revealing his pampered white instep. Xiang Rong sneered and raised the electric drill.
In fact, if Yin Feng were to say it, he might as well wait another 5 minutes, let Xiang Rong punch a few holes in Zhou Shaoling's feet, and then go out to catch him. But how could the two policemen do that? When they saw Xiang Rong was about to take action and there was evidence, they immediately jumped in through the window and pounced on him.
Yin Feng followed them and climbed up the window. Although his movements were not as agile and brave as theirs, they were still neat and clean. When he jumped to the ground, Xu Mengshan had already snatched the electric drill from Xiang Rong's hand and pinned him to the ground. You Mingxu untied the chains and said, "It's okay! We are the police!" Zhou Shaoling hugged her and burst into tears. .
Yin Feng didn't know how his eyes moved, but he saw Zhou Shaoling's face pressed against You Mingxu's chest. He was stunned and found that his brows were tightly furrowed. He immediately turned around to look elsewhere in the room, and a thought popped into his mind: She is so slow! A woman is a police officer. She hugs her partner and hugs the victim. Anyone who wants to be her boyfriend, haha, will have green hair.
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