Song Chenbai Yueguang s son was born with a bad seed, and he deceived my daughter while I was not pa

Mondo Entertainment Updated on 2024-02-21

Song Chenbai Yueguang's son was born with a bad seed, and he deceived my daughter while I was not paying attention

When she was found, she was sealed in a wall, dead and blind.

The policeman's husband said that Meng Jun's child was underage, and asked me not to pursue it.

I immediately arranged psychological counseling for my child.

Subsequently, Meng Jun's son disappeared, but my husband investigated me like crazy.

After clearing my suspicions, he warned me:

Jiaojiao is no longer here, but there is still hope for her son, so stop targeting her! 」

I smiled mysteriously and replied:

Rest assured, her son will never come back. 」

I've always had no good impression of Meng Jun's son, he looks like a thief with bad eyes.

My husband said I was jealous because Meng Jun was his ex-girlfriend.

He always smiled and patted me on the head and comforted me

She has her son, I have you and Jiaojiao, there can be nothing between us, don't be so malicious towards her children. 」

But every time I go out to make deliveries, I still tell my daughter not to have contact with Meng Jun's son, Meng Yao.

However, when I got home, I found that my daughter was missing.

I hurriedly asked my husband, who was a police officer, to look for it, and the surveillance video showed that Jiaojiao followed Meng Yao out of the community.

Song Chen frowned, I slapped the table, and said resolutely

That's him! He must have done it! 」

But Song Chen decided to ask Meng Yao first.

Meng Yao went home for dinner very early.

Seeing me and Song Chen appear, his mother Meng Jun was determined:

There's no way my son could kidnap your daughter! Your daughter loves to play, what does it matter to my son? 」

Ignoring Song Chen's objections, I showed her the surveillance video.

Meng Yao stammered at this time

I just played a game with her.

By the way, don't minors have to go to jail? 」

When I heard this, my mind went blank.

Meng Yao led us to an abandoned construction site.

The police dismantled the unplastered brick wall, and my daughter's body fell out like that.

She was stuffed in a woven bag of pig feed, with a plastic bag over her head, and her eyes were wide open, apparently suffocating.

Meng Yao first played with her daughter at the door, deceived her trust, and brought her here.

He said that he would teach his daughter to untie the knot, and let her tie him a few times first to show how to untie the rope.

His daughter was excited to try, but he tied her firmly and tied a dead knot.

He also said to me innocently: I like little girls the most, fragrant, soft, much more fun than boys. 」

* I was not allowed to touch the body, I could only watch as they carried my daughter out, took pictures, collected evidence, and ......

There were unidentified marks on her neck that stretched all the way to ......

She didn't wear pants.

I'll kill you! I grabbed the steel pipe and rushed towards Meng Yao, but I was grabbed by both arms.

Song Chen took away the steel pipe from my hand: Are you crazy! 」

Don't stop me! I'm going to kill this demon! 」

Meng Jun held his son in his arms in a panic and asked Song Chen for help: Old Song, stop her! 」

Lan Sheng! He shouted, "You believe me, okay?" I'm a cop! 」

He's a police officer and has a good reputation.

I tried my best to calm myself down and tell myself to follow the rules.

You're going to get justice for your daughter, right? Our daughter ......I just got her a new dress before I went out......」

He comforted me: Of course, of course, I am her father. 」

There was a lot of trouble, but Meng Yao was only eight years old and still a minor.

At the police station, I looked at my husband in disbelief: That's it? Our daughter was killed by him, and he didn't punish him at all? 」

Song Chen grabbed my arm and didn't let me make trouble: Okay, okay, this is the rule. 」

I glared at Meng Yao's mother and son, pushed Song Chen away, grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it over.

Yes! Help me! Kill! 」

Meng Jun hurriedly hugged the child and hid in the corner, and Song Chen hugged me: Nonsense! This is the police station! 」

My eyes are red: So what? My daughter is dead, why is he alive! Let me go! 」

Song Chen restrained me with a grappling technique and asked two colleagues to press me to a chair.

Meng Yao cried so much, Song Chen turned around and touched his head: Okay, don't cry, Auntie didn't mean it, the sister who gave you psychological counseling will come right away, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. 」

Psychological counseling? I trembled and asked, You mean, my daughter is dead, but the murderer has to receive psychological counseling? 」

He avoided my gaze: Children often commit crimes because of a lack of love, he is still young, and there is still the possibility of reform. 」

I burst into tears, and the two policemen almost couldn't hold me down: Who will reform my daughter? Who can bring her back to life? She is so kind and innocent, but she can't get justice, but this murderer needs love? 」

Song Chen's face was pale, and he gestured to Meng Jun's mother and son, and Meng Jun immediately fled from behind him with the child.

Ah Sheng, I'm sad too, but we all have to be calm. 」

I gritted my teeth: He smiled at me just now, he was born a bad seed, and he couldn't be reformed! 」

You ......I read it wrong, Meng Jun is a good mother, and he still has a lot of room to grow. 」

I was so angry that my eyes went black and I fainted.

When I woke up, I suddenly felt a clear mind.

I went to see my daughter's body.

The marks of her injuries are still visible.

Meng Yao wantonly played with her body with the tools on the construction site, causing many lacerations.

The medical examiner carefully watched me in case I fainted again.

I just smiled and said, "Thank you, doctor." 」

When I was leaving, I met Meng Yao, who came for regular psychological counseling.

He pretended to be innocent: Then, Yaoyao knows that he is wrong, is he not punished? 」

When the psychiatrist saw me, he immediately shut up.

I leaned against the door and said to Meng Yao: Don't worry, I won't make trouble, and my husband also arranged psychological counseling for me. 」

Meng Yao actually took the initiative to come over and smile at me: Auntie, Yaoyao will not be like that to Jiaojiao in the future, can you forgive Yaoyao? 」

The doctor panicked and quickly carried him away.

I just smiled contemptuously: Of course. 」

That night, I bought a machete.

The rules here don't work for me, I'm going to play by my own rules.

Coming out of the supermarket, walking on the unmonitored path, a woman blocked my way.

Her face was haggard, but she could still see the style of the past.

She smiled at me, stretched out her hand and said, "My name is Lin Yuan, I have a way, I don't have to go to jail, but I need your help." 」

I frowned: What is your relationship with Meng Yao? 」

The corners of her mouth lifted, but there was no light in her eyes: My son, he pushed him into the river. 」

The two women who had lost their children looked at each other for a few seconds on the silent path, and then held each other's hands tightly.

I've always wanted to see Meng Jun.

But she always refused, and even because there was no man at home, she begged my husband to send the police to protect her.

I brought a message to Meng Jun.

Tell her that as long as she is willing to come out to see me once and untie my knot, I will never disturb their mother and son again.

She eventually agreed.

I want one of his fingers. "I'm blunt.

She almost squirted the coffee out of her mouth.

You're sick! My son is going to college! ”

I replied calmly: "But my daughter has lost her life, and it is already my greatest mercy to let him pay a finger." ”

Are you crazy! Your daughter is dead, but my son is alive! He has a long future ahead of him! ”

She stood up and was about to leave:

Song Chen is right, you should go to a mental hospital! ”

My breathing slowed involuntarily, but I finally held back my emotions.

After returning home, Meng Jun called me **:

What about my son? You got my son to **! ”

I just smiled :

I've been drinking coffee with you all the time, so how can I have time to touch your son? ”

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