Psychic

Now that the child has been sent back by Mr. Fan, Liao Fang can leave with confidence.To be honest, in order to find a child, she didn't close her eyes all night, and now she was too sleepy.She walked into the elevator in confusion, pressed the door-closing key again, and put her head against the wallboard, preparing to squint for a while.

Suddenly, a scream filled with fear came from the seventeenth floor, causing her to tremble.Her head slid forward along the metal wall and hit the corner fiercely. At once, the whole person was awake. She quickly changed the number keys and hurried to the 17th floor to check the situation.

"What happened just now? Is the child okay? Open the door for me, or I will kick!" She knocked on the door slammingly, and her extreme anger was caused by extreme fatigue. A lot of rudeness.

The door opened, and Xu father waved helplessly: "It's okay, the child's mother slipped when she changed the child's clothes, and it hurt so badly."

Liao Fang stretched his neck and saw that Xu Yiyang, who was wearing a large bath towel, was standing right in the corner of the living room, and Xu mother was kneeling down in front of him. Her cold sweat wet her hair. It hurts so much.

"You be more careful. The child is not in a hurry to see you, but she was shocked when she fell." Liao Fang glared at Xu Xu contemptuously, and then left at a slow pace.The heavy security door hurriedly closed behind her.

Father Xu slid down the door and sat on the floor, his calm expression gradually distorted into fright; Xu Mother pulled the seam between the floors with her hands and moved her back little by little.Her eyes were about to burst, and those bulging eyes were staring at the child's abdomen, clearly wanting to look away, but could not resist the vast fear and hopelessness at all.She couldn't even stand up because her bones were frightened.

Before that, they still had the last fluke-maybe the child was not dead, the previous things were an illusion of them, otherwise how could the child come back alive?

However, when the children's clothes were uncovered and they saw the deep purple footprints imprinted on his chest and abdomen and the corpses all over his torso, all their fantasies were completely shattered!This is not a living child at all, this is a body that was kicked into an internal injury and eventually died of internal bleeding!

"Dead, dead! Don't come over!" Xu's face was covered in tears and runny nose.

Instead of following her instructions, the little boy approached two steps, and the pupil, which almost occupied the entire eye socket, looked straight at her without blinking, then raised his arms very slowly.

Father Xu opened his mouth, screamed silently, then opened the security door, and ran out without looking back.

The little boy stood beside his mother, raised her arms high, and looked at her expectantly.

Mother Xu shook like a wind, and then pushed the child away, ran into the bedroom and locked the door.

The little boy's expressionless face became more numb, and the light in the dark pupil slowly dissipated.He didn't need a key, he broke the copper door lock with a twist, walked into the bedroom smoothly, and continued to stand beside his mother, staring straight.

Mother Xu continuously screamed and dodged, behind the door panel, in the closet, under the bed, in the bathroom, in the vents ... but no matter where she went to hide, her children could always find her, then stared fixedly and quietly squatted.He was both a walking corpse and a shadowy ghost that could not be rid of or dispelled.

In the face of such a child, Xu mother suddenly lost the courage to beat him, her fists did not dare to swing at him; the stick did not dare to sweep at him; even facing each other became a kind of torment.She was crawling around in the house, like a mouse driven by the crowd to the broad daylight, she couldn't find a safe corner.She could only cover her head with a quilt, cry and call her husband, begging him to go home or take herself away.

It turned out that the feeling of being abused to nowhere was like this!

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When the Xu family was upset, Song Nuan was also uncomfortable.She always felt that a painting was not safe, so she hurried back to the villa and left Yu Yuntian at her house. All the paintings that were said to have problems were found and sent to a special institute for scanning and restoration.Fortunately, the security company she hired was very powerful. After receiving her instructions, Yu Yuntian was not allowed to be near the gate of the villa, otherwise he would have been taken away and destroyed.

After signing the confidentiality agreement, the institute scanned the paintings in all directions. The first thing that was put into the scanning area was the "lethal arrow" that Vanguard said.

"The painting was messed up, the oil paints overlapped, they were indistinguishable, and only a rough outline could be seen. We needed to use more sophisticated software to portray it bit by bit. This process takes a long time, It takes about eight to ten hours. "The staff pointed to a mess of color patches on the X-ray film.

"It doesn't matter, how long I can wait. How about these pictures, is it difficult to handle them?" Song Nuan pointed to several other pictures in the scanning area.

"I first look at the X-ray film." The staff inserted the light films into the lamp board one by one, and nodded: "The outlines and colors of these oil paintings are very bright. It can be seen that the painter's skill in covering up has improved, which also Convenient to our recovery work. Three hours should be enough. "

"Okay, thank you, would you please as soon as possible? This matter can't be delayed." Song Warm's eyebrows were full of uncontrollable anxiety.

The staff seemed to see something and quickly agreed.So just two and a half hours later, after sending the warmth, I got four clearer recovery pictures. Each child in the picture is like a slaughtered lamb, placed on the altar of the devil. The ugly lines and The color block stung Song Warm's eyes, and also shattered her heart and stomach, causing her to rush into the bathroom and spit at the toilet.

She actually fell in love with such a person for three years, and even lived with her for more than 700 days and nights!How could she tolerate such a pair of dirty hands to touch herself ... Song Nuan closed her eyes fiercely and spit out all the bile.

The staff followed the principle of being unobtrusive and left the painting after putting it down.

It took Song Nuan a long time to stumble out of the bathroom. The private detectives hired by her had already identified the identities of several children. At this time, a form was being printed, "This is the contact information of their guardians, Miss Song, it is me. Tell them or do you say it yourself? "

"I personally communicate with them! You have prepared the evidence package, and I have to send them to the mailbox." Song Nuan swipes the list with his fingertips and dials the numbers in sequence.Some parents blamed her for talking nonsense after listening to only one opening; some parents listened patiently but did not dare to face them; some parents hung up the phone in silence and did n’t know what they thought specifically; others just Exclaimed, sobbed, and repeated "how is it possible, how could it be", but there was no substantive expression.

Song Nuan did not expect them to accept this cruel reality at once, and sent the evidence after hanging up the phone.She is waiting for the response of these guardians, because only they can do justice for the young children, and the others are not qualified to file charges.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and Song's warm heart sank bit by bit. At this moment, the phone rang. She rushed to the table and quickly picked up the phone, but the other end was low and unspeakable: "Song Miss, I am very grateful to you for telling us about it, but we also hope that you will stop making trouble again? Time has passed a few years, we have no evidence at all, even if we go to sue, it will only make the matter Everyone knows. He is a big painter, we are plain-headed people, what are we going to fight against him? The child is still young, don't remember, we are going to take her for repair surgery, she will be good in the future, she will do whatever it takes Forget it all. Miss Song, I beg you to think about it for your children, do n’t force us anymore? "

"No, I'm not forcing you ..." Song Wenwen's words were interrupted by a beep.

Immediately afterwards, another guardian called in and opened his mouth and asked: "How much money are you going to make private? I tell you that no five million people want to seal my mouth!"

"No, Yu Yuntian and I broke up long ago. I called you to let you go to the police." Song Nuanwen quickly explained.

"What, you broke up with Yu Yuntian? Then you want to borrow a knife to kill someone? Laozi only needs money to be your knife. You are a silly boy! What is Yu Yuntian's phone number, give it to me, and I will go to He talks! "

"I won't give you his phone number, shouldn't you fight for your child? She was so badly hurt."

"Do you want to fight against a picture? As long as Yu Yuntian has enough money, let him draw a few more pictures? I said, what are you doing ..." The man's mobile phone was taken away, and anxiously worried The female voice said: "Miss Song, don't look for us to deal with your boyfriend, we can't provoke people like you. I will take a child to a place that no one can find, please beg you!"

"Why did you take the child, she is my cash cow, do you know ..." The phone call ended in a torture between men and women. Apparently the couple disagreed, but they did not want to call the police in unison.

Song Nuan stared at the mobile phone, his heart full of depression and bitterness.

After a while, the third call came, and the meaning was the same. They were not prepared to call the police because the child could not bear the secondary injury.

The last call came at three or four in the morning. A hoarse female voice calmly analyzed: "Miss Song, I consulted some people in the legal profession. They said that this case is an old one, and they did not retain much evidence. And Yu Yuntian ’s background is strong and his reputation is good. Our probability of winning the lawsuit is only 30%. And even if we win, he will sit in prison for more than ten years, draw a few pictures in prison, make a contribution, say It may come out in seven or eight years, so what's the point? During the lawsuit, the news of Yu Yuntian ’s arrest will arouse the attention of all walks of life. My child will be exposed to the spotlight and become a public talk. Our neighbors and relatives Friends, as well as children ’s classmates, will know what happened to her, can you imagine what kind of life she will have in the future? We ca n’t ruin the child ’s life for a lawsuit that does n’t know winning or losing. Miss Song, I thank you very much Informed, but we are not prepared to report to the police and prosecute, please understand our mood. "

"I understand! Of course I understand!" Song Wenneng said affirmatively, but at the same time she shed cold tears.She knows how the mother is saying these words. Of course she loves children, otherwise she will not beat her teeth and swallow blood.This society has far more blame for the victims than the perpetrators, especially in such cases.Even adult women will collapse in the oppression of public opinion and long-term litigation, not to mention children.

Perhaps what they need is never justice or comfort, but forgetting and disappearing!Song Nuan gripped the hot mobile phone, but his heart became cold.

It was at this time that her mobile phone rang again. Brother Song, who was previously unwilling to answer the phone, personally replied, opening the mouth to warn: "Song Wenwen, I heard that you are jumping up and down to sue Yu Yuntian? Did things make Nini more embarrassing? You can tell me honestly, don't make any more trouble! Nini hasn't suffered any harm, can't you let go of this thing and let this thing go! After mixing with Song Rui, Have you also become a cold-blooded animal? You did this, have you ever thought about Nini? Her dream is to be a dancer, she will stand on the stage and be seen by the world, she ca n’t interact with this This kind of scandal is a little bit! You let her go, can you do it? Just when you are atonement for her. I will talk to Master Yu, you do n’t care about anything! When you look for a boyfriend, wipe your eyes bright, do n’t do anything. Everyone brings home! "

"Did you make a mistake? Isn't the person who should not be let go Yu Yuntian? Why do you both blame me?" Song Warm's voice was shaking: "Am I doing something wrong?" None of you will sue him, he will hurt more children in the future! "

"I can't control other people's children, I can only take care of my own children. Song Wenwen, forget it, you ask the parents of the victims, how many of them want to make things big? You have never been a parent, You do n’t understand our mood. "Brother Song hung up indifferently.

Song Wenneng slammed the phone on the ground, and then picked up a pile of materials and slammed his forehead, constantly blaming himself: Are you wrong?Is it true that you do something evil?If you have children, you will choose to let go of the devil?Are you willing to let your child go through a second injury?

But she had no children, so she could not find the answer. Her loneliness and her indignation all disappeared in this difficult night.She didn't know whether she could persevere, insist on this so-called "correct choice", she even began to doubt that this choice is really correct?Why did everyone say she was wrong?

Lying on the table, she didn't see the private detective's distressed eyes and angry expression.He quietly left the lounge and went to the scanning area. After about an hour or two, he came back, holding a recovery map and a survey in his hand.

"Miss Song, there is a turning point. Don't be discouraged. I believe your efforts will eventually lead to good results." The private detective gently spread the picture on the table, which was completely different from the previous ones. Has a pure western face and fiery red hair, and according to survey data, even if the painting was completed seven years ago, she was just thirteen years old this year, but she has a history of depression for three years. And committed suicide five times.

Her parents didn't understand why well-behaved children were depressed, so they often posted for help on social media.Their most recent ins was just released yesterday, just one sentence-[God, please save the child; please tell us what she has encountered; please let her regain hope and live steadily!

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