48 Hours a Day

Paqing's words plunged her parents into silence again. So neither of them even noticed, Zhang Heng walked away for a short time.

When he hung up his phone and walked back, Baqing's mother finally stood up from the ground, but said nothing to get closer to her husband.

And the middle-aged man stood there with a cold face, making Cypress in the middle look a little helpless.

The middle-aged man hummed, "Watch your mother, I'll drive. ”

“No, I'm not going to the hospital!” Paqing's mother immediately hysterically heard the rumor.

She was kind of convinced that she was really inspired by this.

“Why don't we go home first?” Baiqing hesitated.

“No, and I'm not going home! I'm not staying with your dad anymore.” Paqing's mother insisted, "He's not the same person anymore, I can feel it. ”

“You're out of your mind right now, and you need treatment.” A middle-aged man has no expression on his face, "I'll bring you back after the treatment. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Baiqing's mother's hand.

But the next moment, one hand held his arm down first.

“Why don't you both calm down?” Zhang Hengdao, "As you said, Auntie's mental state is a little unstable now. It's not good to force her to stay outside for a few days before you talk. ”

“You haven't left yet?” When the middle-aged man saw Zhang Heng, his face revealed an angry color. He tried to open Heng's arm with his other hand, but it didn't succeed. The other man's power was much stronger than he thought, so he changed Zhang Heng's chest. However, this hand was also easily pressed by Zhang Heng.

“You... don't do it.” The person who was most anxious at this time was Bai Qing, she was all anxious to cry out, her parents were already messed up, she still couldn't figure out the reason for the sudden fight between the two, Zhang Heng and her father on the other side clashed.

But just in the next moment, there's a hidden siren coming from afar.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Heng badly, “Did you call the police? ”

“Not me,” Zhang Heng shook his head, "I just said to my friend with him, letting him go back first. ”

Unlike the middle-aged man's panic, Baiqing's mother on the other side was happy to hear the siren, “Police, is the police finally here? ”

Shortly afterwards, a police car entered the neighbourhood and walked down two civilian police officers.

One of the fatter ones said, "Who just called the cops? ”

“Me, me, me!” Paqing's mother ran up immediately.

“What the hell is going on? You didn't make it clear on the phone, so you gave me an address.” The fat cop wiped the sweat canal off his forehead.

“It's my husband. He's trying to hurt me, Comrade Civilian Police. You're just in time.” Paqing's mother held Fat Civilian Police's hand in a dexterous manner.

Fat civilian police were stunned and the letter would question, "You said your husband wanted to hurt you? ”

“I'm sorry, my wife is a little out of her mind.” The middle-aged man opened his mouth and reached out and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, "he said. ”

Fat civilian police waved, “No, no, no, I don't smoke. We have a law enforcement recorder here.” After that, he looked at Baqing's mother again, "Sister, tell me what's going on. ”

“My husband has been acting a little unusual lately, like he's become a complete stranger.” Baqing's mother said, “Not only did he look at me like another person, he spoke like another person, but he came home every day for a different time, and suddenly changed the clock on the bedroom wall. ”

“Uh, what's wrong with changing the clock or something?” Fat civilian police asked.

“I felt fine at first, but today I cleaned up and took it off and wiped it before I noticed something was wrong. ”

“What's wrong? ”

Speaking of this, Baqing's mother seemed to recall the horror she saw when she checked the clock, and the nervousness on her face was aggravated, and she was nervous, “Well... there was a camera hidden in that watch. ”

“Camera? You mean...”

“Yes, the kind of pinhole cameras that always appear in newspapers in small hotels or private accommodation. ”

Fat civilian police and colleagues who went out with them glanced at each other.

“You mean, your husband has a pinhole camera in his bedroom? ”

“Yes, and then I found out that the living room also had a study, a toilet...” Bai Qing's mother covered her mouth, "so I knew that I was seen everyday, no matter what I did. ”

“Why... is your husband spying on you?” Fat civilian police asked.

“I don't know, like I said, we've been married for 20 years, he wasn't like that before. I came home late today. I wanted to ask him about the camera. I didn't think he would pull down his face as soon as he closed the door. He stared at me violently, and then he reached out and pushed me down, pinched my neck, and he grabbed my hair and dragged me out.” Baiqing's mother swallowed.

Fat policeman looked at the middle-aged man with a different look, “How can you do this? No matter what happens, you can say it well, how can you do it randomly? ”

When a middle-aged man heard nothing, he stood still and stared coldly at his wife.

He had no feelings in his eyes and seemed a little frightened in the dark.

Fat civilian police said, “So there's really nothing serious going on here, is there a family dispute? ”

“How can it be no big deal? He's been choking on my neck.” Paqing's mother said while showing the civilian police the strangulation marks on her neck, "I used up all my strength to kick him out, escaped to pick up a life, Comrade civilian police, you can't let him near me anymore. ”

“But he's your husband.” Fat civilian police, “you said," you've had feelings for 20 years. Sister, the storm has come, and the son and daughter are so big, it's not worth it to separate for this matter. ”

“I'm not such a good son.” The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Heng and grunted coldly.

“And you are?” Fat civilian police are obsessed.

“I'm a classmate of their daughter's.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Do you live here too? ”

“No, I live in Yibei District. ”

“Wait a minute. What are you doing here in Yibei? ”

“He came to take me home.” The other side is blushing.

“Well, the two of you are still together," Fat civilian policeman lamented, after which he looked at Baqing's mother again, "Sister, I think you should communicate well. I really can't go to the residential committee to adjust the adjustment. It's nothing. We just left. There are a lot of things going on today. Just now there are some people around you who are drunk and bleeding their heads. ”