Otherworldly Merchant

“They deserve it!” I shouted.

No wonder the townsfolk say it's retribution, and it's no surprise that such a man gets it even if he gets it.

The T-shirt man patted me on the shoulder: “These people deserve it, but they can't let the spirits get in the way, otherwise the world's order will be broken. ”

I know he's right, but the anger in his heart can't spread, and then he smashes the file on the wall, and the question pops up in his head: is it someone who's borrowing the shadow to avenge the Mongols?

I have also encountered a number of such situations before, all powerless in reality and finally resorting to insidious objects to achieve justice.

For example, Di Renjie's dragonfly, saving the blue sky.

The T-shirt man agreed with me, but he didn't investigate with me anymore. In his words, Wang Qiang's body was disposed of. He didn't have time to see it, but Thorwald's body must be stared at!

I asked him why he was staring at the bodies, and he explained that it was just weird, that there was always something on those bodies that we missed, and that the body was -- manipulated, maybe left more information about the spirits. But after this happened, Ho Chengda would certainly dispose of the body more quickly, and if he wanted to see it, he wouldn't have a chance, and it made sense to see him, so we split.

With the list taken from the police station, it was much easier to find a clue, and I went to a widow's house with a real family name first.

The widow, alone with a teenage child, is just the most ordinary family in town, but she has been bullied. Both she and her son have been bullied by Wang Qiang and Soeward!

They even abused and humiliated the widow's son in front of him while he was at home and threatened the widow's son not to speak.

On one occasion, the widow's son couldn't stand to go out for help and was beaten up by them.

Later, the widow's son learned wisdom and went to the police when they were not paying attention, but could not find evidence, the widow did not dare to testify, and the police had to detain them for a few days. After his release, the widow's son was severely beaten, but with the knowledge of the front car, he dared not call the police again.

The reason I chose their home was because I felt that since the widow's son had dared to call the police at first, proving that he was still legally conscious, and that it was easier to communicate, he was now only accepting because he had a cowardly mother.

Second, because I compared the other victims and found that the situation of the widow's family was the most serious, so if anyone wants to retaliate against Wang Qiang and others, they will definitely take the brunt of it!

I did not explicitly enter the widow's house. After all, Amur is still out there. I cannot guarantee to keep an eye on them at all times, so I cannot risk them.

So I stayed outside the widow's house and watched her son go out before I snuck up on him.

It's not a weekend, but because he went to junior high, he came back for lunch, which is why I'm here.

Looking at the thin shadow in front of me, I don't know what kind of psychological shadow it would bring to him if he was beaten up? To see his mother humiliated by a group of people would certainly have a very serious impact on him.

“Xiaozhuang!” I walked around the corner and yelled at him when there were not many people.

The widow's son and her surname, which is a bargain in Cliff Gate Town, are easy to hear.

Xiaozhuang looked back in confusion and not only did he not stay, he turned his head and walked faster.

I immediately followed him and dragged him into the alley.

Xiaozhuang didn't struggle, when I stopped, he just did the defensive action in silence, making me uncomfortable for a while. It seems that the child has indeed been bullied into habit, and the person who looks at it in an obedient way is heartbroken.

“Xiaozhuang, I'm not going to hit you, I just want to ask you something.” I try to slow down and scare him.

He looked at me guarded and didn't speak, and I had to explain again that I knew what was going on at his house, and that was precisely why I needed more detailed information to prosecute the bad guys.

Of course, it's all about ignoring him. I was just wondering if he could possibly be the retaliator behind this.

Xiaozhuang looked at me again and still didn't speak but shook his head in silence.

“You don't want them to be sanctioned by law?” I was helpless to ask.

He shouted, his eyes lit up but quickly faded. He didn't seem to believe me.

I laughed and explained that the reason I couldn't sue them before was because there was not enough evidence, and also because the policemen were also residents of the town. I was terrified of Wang Qiang and others' means, so I didn't investigate hard enough.

And I'm not. I was sent out to investigate, and they wouldn't know who I had been in contact with when I was investigating evidence.

Zhuang's eyes lit up again, and he stopped looking at me, and I didn't force him to say that he couldn't write.

He nodded his head half an hour later and said, "Me and I are going to give it to you after school. ”

“Fine, then I'll wait here for you after school.” I smiled and looked at his back, but I was disappointed.

I gently drew a fork under his name and went back to the other victims.

But it was not always going so well, for example, the person who had been beaten to hospital did not say anything at all, and his case was documented in such detail because he was seriously injured at the time that the police department intervened to document the case as a record.

I sighed, and it seemed that this man was frightened, and even if I repeatedly assured them that these Mongols could not do any harm to them, there was no way to convince him. It's like watching a story once, where a broken leg still unwittingly wants to stand up and salute someone when they hear a name, because it's something that's engraved in their bones.

But the way this man fears, he's not the manipulator behind it, is he?

During the afternoon, I visited all the lists given to me by the police, but I didn't find any suspicious characters. I pressed my head with a headache, so the murderer had someone else.

Seeing the time I had agreed to with Zhuang, I let go of my doubts and wait for him in the previous place.

I waited about ten minutes, and I saw Xiaozhuang come a long way, and I just wanted to say hello, and I saw a couple of people coming up behind Xiaozhuang to pull his arm.

Zhuang shook his head and ran to my side. I didn't save him, but hid in the dark to see what was going on.

These people are supposed to look like Mongolian children, and they yell at each other and say something too fast. I don't hear them clearly, but the resentment in their eyes is not fake!

Xiaozhuang could not run them at all. Running, he was caught by a man and dragged back. One of them kicked him in the stomach with one foot and scolded him.

This time I understood, meaning Zhuang dared to call the police, causing their father to fail to come back today.

I frowned. How dare these people think things are done?

I saw them go too far, someone had to hit the wall with the head of the mansion, and I rushed right up: "What are you doing? ”

I thought I was yelling like this, and these half-aged kids were supposed to split up, and I didn't expect them to look at me and spit in disdain.

It doesn't look like they didn't do it before, they should get used to it, because those who did it didn't end up doing much good.

I pushed away the toughest boy I could, lifted the house from the ground, and although I couldn't do it with the kids, they couldn't have taken it from me.

“I've never seen you. You're not a townsman!” One of the seemingly leading children stared at me, half a mile later coldly said: “You help him is to hurt him, when you leave town, I will fix him well, hum, let's go. ”

Looking at these children, I am a little powerless. Indeed, even if this matter is resolved, the behavior of these children cannot be controlled at all. In case they are again inspired by the death of their father, the future of Xiaozhuang is afraid that...

“It's all right, just a couple of fights.” Xiaozhuang wiped the blood off my nose and gave me a whiff of indifference.

He looked like a child who had been bullied by bad students on the news. He thought it would be useful to back off, and the other party came up with an even stronger means.

I pulled Zhuang and said seriously: "It's no use, remember, this time I'm here to solve their father's problem! When I leave, their father won't be able to do any more evil, but I can't control these kids. If you don't want to be beaten by them, you have to be tough on yourself, okay? ”

Sometimes reason is useless, and only violence can protect these children from bullying.

Zhuang's eyes were wide open: "Really? Are they really not going to bully the townspeople anymore? ”

“No, from now on they don't have time to bully you.” I laughed, and now they can't help but bully people.

Xiaozhuang nodded, then told me in detail how their house had been bullied, and how many others he knew had been bullied, and I was relieved that I listened to the sour hearts, even if I didn't finally figure out who was behind the manipulation, watching Xiaozhuang believe me.

Sent Xiaozhuang away. I thought it was a waste today. I didn't expect things to change at dinner.

Still the last time it was hot and spicy, I ordered a small bowl to eat, and halfway through it I heard people talking about Mongolians. From time to time, a name emerged in their mouths: Liu Yuan!

And listening to them, this Liu Yuan has already done something to offend the Mongolians and has been trying to retaliate against them, so they think Liu Yuan should do the same thing this time.