Covered in embarrassment and bleeding.

Hu Ziqian was pushed back to the prison by several strong policemen, and because he was electrocuted, his hands and feet were a little weak.

His hands were tightly handcuffed, and his feet were chained.

Hu Ziqian's head is still sober, so that he is very clear about his current predicament, and if he fails to escape, he will only be watched more closely.

During the interrogation overnight, Hu Ziqian still did not say a word, his spirit was exhausted, and the police were not comfortable.

"That's it for now, take him back. ”

After Hu Ziqian left, the old sheriff flipped through the information on the table and shook his head again and again.

"No, no. He said.

"What's wrong?" the young policeman asked him.

"Hu Ziqian has been cowardly since he was a child, without his father by his side, his mother doesn't care about him, even if he is bullied, he doesn't dare to speak. The old sheriff pointed to the record on the paper, "His teachers and classmates have reported that he is a silent and inferior person. ”

Will such a person have the courage to run away?

"Maybe he's just more introverted in school, but he doesn't learn anything outside, he plays with gangsters all day long, he hasn't touched anything, how can he not be guts. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about. ”

"It's not nonsense, it's all broken out on the Internet. ”

"If no one investigates, they don't have the right to speak, have we verified what you said?" the old policeman made a straight face, "We all know that he likes to skip class to go outside to surf the Internet, and he drinks and smokes, but playing with gangsters, have we found out about this matter?"

"Nope!"

"So...... If you don't hurry up and find out if he's hanging out with someone, you might be able to find out why he killed his mother. ”

"It's early in the morning, what is there to find, anyway, it's already a fact that he killed someone, and he can't live......"

"If I tell you to go, you can go, and you don't want to do it yet. The old sheriff raised the paper in his hand and smashed it on the young man's head.

"Okay, okay, I'll go first. ”

"Wait!" the old sheriff called out to him.

"What else do you command?" said the young man's hippie smile, a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"The meaning of our police is not only to arrest criminals and bring them to justice, but also to give everyone a truth and facts. The old sheriff said, "When a person dies, it's gone, but that's not the case." ”

The young policeman stood up after a pause and said loudly to the old policeman: "I understand, I will investigate immediately, and I promise to grasp the facts and grasp the truth!"

In the early morning, the sky was gray and bright.

Except for the cleaning masters who swept the floor, I didn't see a few people.

Ye Baobao sat on a park bench, bored and scrolling on his mobile phone, staring at the changes in the reading volume of the article on the case of the adopted son and his mother.

A man in a black sweatshirt appeared on the street, his hands in his pockets and his back slightly hunched.

The man looked around and saw the woman not far away.

She wore a black dress, which showed that her skin was unusually white and unusually thin. The skirt looked a size larger on her, with a V-neckline that fell a little down, revealing her collarbone, which had three rows of bones.

"It's really ......" The man touched his nose, and the man said that the thinnest woman he saw in the park was her, and sure enough, no one could be thinner than her.

The man walked over quickly, there was no danger in such a thin woman, I was afraid that even one of his hands would not be able to beat him.

Although I felt that it was strange to pay the manuscript fee in person, seeing this woman, the vigilance in the man's heart was reduced to a minimum.

Ye Baobao looked up, the man was approaching her, her eyesight was very good, and she could see the white fur stained on the man's black sweatshirt.

Ye Baobao is a little clean, this man is really sloppy.

But as the man approached, Ye Baobao's stomach shrank, and saliva began to secrete in his mouth.

"Have you brought all the manuscripts?" Ye Baobao asked.

"There are five articles in total, plus the one submitted before, six articles. The man said.

Ye Baobao simply read the manuscript and said: "One article is 10,000, and six articles are 60,000, I look very good at these articles, I will give you an additional 5,000." ”

The man smiled, "Thank you, boss." ”

Ye Baobao also smiled, she pushed the bag next to her to the man, and the man lowered his head and counted it, checking the authenticity.

"There are only 70,000 here. Ye Baobao pointed to the other end of the park, "There is an ATM over there, I'll go over and withdraw the money, and I'll give you another five thousand." ”

Ye Baobao walked slowly towards the park, and the man hesitated for a moment and followed.

He Yu woke up and found that the headlines had been robbed.

The case of mothericide has become a hot topic of discussion today.

He Yu clicked on the follow-up story.

Hu Ziqian is addicted to the Internet and has been exposed to a lot of bad information.

Teenagers love to imitate those who they think are cool and handsome, such as the Crazy Boy in the movie and the Superman in the animation, and Hu Ziqian is naturally the same.

He longs for himself to become a superman with infinite power, to change the world and change himself.

He actually loves his mother very much, and if he has superpowers, he can improve his family, and his mother doesn't have to be busy with work all day and ignore him.

But imitation can only be imitation, not everyone who wears a red cloak can fly in the city, and not every teenager wearing a straw hat can have the strength to chase unattainable dreams.

Hu Ziqian is bullied at school, working as a junior brother outside, relying on the power of the big brothers, and he is more and more eager to get his real strength and get out of the mess he is in now.

He wanted her mother to pay attention to him and spend more time with him.

The desire makes it easy to believe in some long-imagined illusion.

It's like the goddess who has rejected you many times and finally says that she can consider you, and you are even more desperate to devote yourself, feeling that growing old with you is ahead.

The Spirit Lord can give you unlimited power.

Hu Ziqian believed so, and he began to come into contact with such a mysterious culture, joining a church that claimed to be able to redeem the world.

If Hu Ziqian's mother cared a little more, she might be able to tell the child that there is something called a cult.

But without this opportunity, Hu Ziqian gradually accepted the brainwashing of this culture.

The mystery is not a mystery that countless people can't explore, and it's often just a real deception.

There's always someone who gets caught up in it.

Hu Ziqian was finally going to try a way to gain his strength, he was convinced, and his blinded heart had an inexplicable courage.

He killed the first man, and according to that belief, he drank that man's blood.

Strength roamed through his body, and although everyone looked at him as thin and weak, Hu Ziqian was convinced that he had strength.

It's just that strength isn't enough.

He killed the second one, and this time he was very obedient, not only drinking blood, but also eating meat, so that his strength would be more refined.

The third person, according to the teachings, does this, and the power fills the internal organs of the body, and this time it is not just about eating meat.

With strength, you can escape from this miserable world and go to a carefree paradise.

Hu Ziqian wants to take his mother with him.