Chapter 78: Lucky Girl
Public Security Bureau, half past ten in the morning.
Twilight received a phone call, and after listening to the other party's words, he was stunned and replied, "Okay, I understand." β
When he got off work at noon, he didn't have time to eat, so he hurried to the hospital, and the moment he walked into the ward, Lu Lu turned his head and said to him with a smile: "I heard that you are my current guardian, what is your name?" What do you do? β
Twilight paused for a moment, her heart full of doubts, but she answered her question honestly.
Hearing that he was just an ordinary policeman, Lu Lulu's face showed undisguised disappointment, and then asked him: "Can you buy me a laptop?" Preferably HP's. β
Twilight Zhaobai is a newcomer in the workplace, basically living the life of the moonlight clan, and suddenly asked him to buy an HP computer, he really couldn't come up with so much money for a while, hesitated, and said to her sincerely: "I don't have so much money in my hand for the time being, if you want to play with the computer, I can lend you the one at home to use first......"
Lu Lu's face became more and more cold, she interrupted Twilight Zhaobai's words, and said coldly: "Aren't you taking care of my Weibo public account?" I've heard that a lot of people donate to me, but I can't even make up the money for a notebook. β
"The money in the past was basically spent by your uncle's family." Twilight replied, "Recently, there have been fewer donors, and it costs you to be hospitalized......
"These sluts!" Lu Lu didn't hear the end, and had already scolded.
Twilight White frowned.
He felt that the girl in front of him was very strange.
It's like another soul in the same shell.
Lulu didn't know that Twilight was watching her, she lowered her head, her eyes rolled wildly for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she looked up and said to Twilight Bai, "I have a way to get money." β
"What's the solution?" Twilight asked.
"You have a laptop at home, right? Bring it to me. Lu Lu smiled mysteriously, "Whatever my uncle did to me, I will do to them." β
Twilight's brows furrowed even tighter: "You say be specific. β
At this time, the nurse came in to change the dressing, Lulu called her over loudly, asked her to help find a pen and paper, lowered her head and wrote four words on the paper, then raised the paper to her mouth, gritted her teeth, and raised her head.
At the moment of looking up, a pair of big, dark eyes, two lines of tears flowed down from the pen.
She bit a piece of white paper with four words written in red pen on it: Kill for life.
Clickββ
This image is frozen in a photograph.
Soon after, this photo was transmitted to countless netizens through the Internet, and many hearts were moved by her expression and tears, so they put their hands on the keyboard, typed a line of words, and pressed enter, which was transmitted back through the Internet and sent to her Weibo.
"It's so pitiful, Lulu, you must be strong, I will always support you."
"What are the police and the court guys doing? Such a murderous murderer, go directly to other people's houses, destroy people, don't shoot him quickly, do you want to keep it for the New Year? β
"Upstairs, you first flip through the previous posts, and when you know what kind of virtue this family has, you will think that this murderer is here to learn from Lei Feng to do good deeds......"
"You can't say that, no matter how scum they are, they are also Lulu's relatives."
Juan Juan sat in front of the screen, slowly slid the mouse, and looked at the comments under Lulu's Weibo.
A hand reached over her cheek and pressed it against the computer desk.
Curly turned his face, Brother Dao's side face was close at hand, and even the color of his pupils and eyelashes could be seen clearly.
"This little girl is making money." He bent down to look at the screen and said lightly.
"Money?" Roll up the road.
Xiaodao turned his face and looked at her with a smile: "Don't you think this thing in front of you looks familiar?" β
Juan pondered for a moment, then showed a look of sudden realization.
Isn't it?
Didn't Lulu's uncle's family use this method to make money before?
It's just that they used Lulu's body and Lulu's tragic experience to make money before.
Now it's Lulu using their deaths, as well as her own tears, to gain sympathy and donations.
The effect is very good, because the burglary murder happened recently, and the heat has not gone down, so after she jumped out as a family member of the victim, someone soon rewarded her, and some people were consulting about the way to donate, and even a person who claimed to be a reporter jumped out and said that he wanted to interview her and let more people support her.
She wasn't actually a liar, and a few days later, Lulu's figure appeared on the news channel.
"Thank you, thank you." The girl in the camera is skinny, pale, with tears in her eyes, looking very pitiful, she said to the audience in front of the camera with a longing face, "If it weren't for everyone's support, I guess I wouldn't even be able to make up the medical expenses, maybe I've been kicked out of the hospital by now......"
The photographer aimed the camera at her face in order to capture the tears on her face.
And in the position that the camera did not capture, the three hospital beds were empty, and the driver's uncle and others had already moved to other wards, because there were too many people who came to visit Lulu for interviews, and Lulu almost turned this ward into a special stage for her, and the tragic scenes made them unrestful, and there was no way to recuperate.
"You didn't give up on me, how could I give up on myself?" Lu Lu raised her hand with difficulty and made a scissor hand motion to the camera, which was exchanged for the reporter's amazement and applause, she smiled shyly and said, "I can eat by myself now, but I can't use a bowl for eating, I have to use a basin, otherwise the rice will be spilled all over the bed...... And then there's ......"
The reporter encouraged her on the side: "What do you want, say it, everyone is listening." β
Lulu hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised her head and looked at the camera with longing eyes.
"I ...... Would love to have a home. She looked embarrassed, "I'm lonely, I don't have a family member around me, every time I see other patients have family members to visit, I feel very envious, I really want to have a father, a mother......"
The photographer focuses on the bear in her arms, as well as the plush toys on her bed, all sent by well-wishers, and surrounded by them, Lulu looks like a child who has not yet grown up, needs sympathy, and needs to be cared for.
In the position where the camera did not shoot, several black garbage heaps were thrown into the garbage bin, and the garbage bags were loosened, revealing the greeting card inside, which was written in a childish tone: Sister Lulu, I wish you a speedy recovery. Lots of greeting cards, lots of worthless gifts were thrown away here, and soon another garbage bag was thrown in, and the garbage inside buried the greeting cards.
"It's a poor girl, it's a lucky girl." The reporter was in the ward, holding the microphone, and summed up to the camera, "She was killed twice, but she survived both times, but after losing her relatives and losing her place, how can she survive?" Who can give her a home and a warm hug? For follow-up, please pay attention to the xx evening newspaper ......"
In the Public Security Bureau, a colleague stabbed Twilight Zhaobai's arm with his elbow, pointed out the news playing on the computer to him, and asked, "Aren't you the designated guardian of this girl?" β
Twilight glanced at the screen and said with a complicated expression, "Not anymore." β
"What's going on?" The colleague was stunned.
"She said that I was an outsider and asked me to manage her Weibo account and bank account, and she felt uneasy." Twilight smiled wryly, "Let me give her the account and password back, and she will take care of herself." β
"Damn." A colleague shouted, "Isn't this crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?" β
Not only did he cross the river and demolish the bridge, but the laptop that the other party borrowed has not been returned to him yet. Twilight turned her face slowly, looking at the tearful girl in the news, longing for affection, for some reason, a thought flashed in her heart - is this really Lulu?
Juan looked at this face in the news, and his mood was equally complicated.
She leaned back in her chair and asked softly, "The initiator of the suicide is either Twilight or Lulu, right?" β
Knife reached out to pause the video on her phone, then tapped her finger on the table: "Eat." β
On the table were shredded rice noodles with pickled cabbage and pork, as well as a few bowls of skewers, all of which were bought for rolls, and egg fried rice and beer were still placed in front of him. Juan Juan fiddled with the rice noodles with his chopsticks, but felt that he had no appetite and put the chopsticks down again.
"What does it matter?" Xiaodao sat at the dining table and tilted his head to look at her, "Even if she is a bad person, it is her business to cheat donations, and it is someone else's business to be deceived, and it has nothing to do with you, right?" β
"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me?" Curly looked at his hand, I don't know who he remembered, and a trace of disgust flashed on his face, "I can not help a good person, but I will never help a bad person...... Especially a murderer. β
There have always been different opinions about who the murderer of the 73rd incident was.
However, the suicide activity was organized by the initiator, the place was selected by the initiator, the participants were also selected by the initiator from the Internet, and the rules of the activity were also set by the initiator.
ββ¦β¦ I want to find out the truth. Curly slowly clenched her fingers, looked at the phone screen, fixed on Lu Lu's smiling face, and said coldly, "I want to know if this is a lucky girl or a murderer." β
Pocket Knife scooped up a spoonful of egg fried rice, took a bite, and asked, "I have a way to let you know the truth." β
Curly rolled his head to look at him.
Knife smiled slightly, took out a picture from his pocket, held it between his fingers, and handed it to her.