Zhu Feng fell his eyes on the corner of the wardrobe, although he couldn't see it through the thick wardrobe door, but he knew very well in his heart that what was placed there was his father's swollen hand, and every time he killed someone, he habitually brought it, in addition to the ridiculous reason of hoping that his father would accompany him, he also had a little purpose of wanting to disturb the police's line of sight. No one would have thought that the first and the next few cases of the strikingly consistent modus operandi were not committed by the same person. Zhu Feng grinned silently, he still had to be smarter.

However, although he said in his heart that he was not afraid of the police, it was originally one of human instincts to survive, and seeing that the rumors in Y City were getting tighter day by day, and now the police have adopted such a wide net to catch fish in a large area, although the workload is heavy but very effective, no matter how brazenly he commits the crime, I am afraid that it will be a matter of time before he is caught.

Zhu Feng's IQ is undoubtedly extremely high, and he is very conscious, he understands what he wants, what price he is willing to pay in exchange, and he also knows how to look at the situation very well, and he will never do risky things. It is now the end of 98 years, and he has committed four crimes in a row in this year's time, which has attracted the comprehensive attention of people from all walks of life in Y City, and he knows that behind every window, every person he inadvertently touches on the street, may eventually become a witness to the police, a witness to his crime, in front of the vast sea of people, Zhu Feng has not yet thought that he can continue to get away with it like an invisible person.

He couldn't stay in Y City. In fact, there is no place worth his nostalgia here, and he will hardly get to most of the money in his mother's hand, and then force it on. He was also unwilling to squeeze out all the money his mother had left. Touching the fundamental interests of mothers. She definitely wouldn't be as cowardly, middle-aged woman in her forties as she appears to be now. With no job, no income, no pension in the future, and no money in hand, what will she live on? There is no hope of living, God knows what she can do, and if she wants to leave Y City without worry, the first thing she has to do is to appease her mother. Let her not go out to cause trouble, and the premise of appeasement is that her mother feels that she can live with dignity without herself.

So after eating that night, Zhu Feng put down the dishes and chopsticks, and did not leave directly as usual, but made a look like he had something to say. Zhao Xia couldn't help but shrink a few times, there was no way. The first few times Zhu Feng had something to say, he bullied her a lot, this son who is not tall and taciturn can be regarded as the true inheritance of his dead ghost father. beat him mercilessly, and there were a few times if she hadn't dodged quickly, her head would have been broken and bleeding would have been avoided. Therefore, when I saw Zhu Feng like this. She will unconsciously think about what she has done wrong. He was beaten again.

She thought about it day and night for a long time, and finally returned as an adult, and her son no longer had the dependence and love he used to have for her. Becoming a completely violent youth, she imagined more than once how happy her son would be if she had stayed in G City and never returned, or had simply died. Although the old man is a little miserable, at least he will not be so abused by his son. She now understands the purpose of her son's return, but he is trying to squeeze out the money in her hands. Such a son who has no conscience, can he still point to him for retirement in the future? It's just a joke.

Zhao Xia has never regretted giving birth to this son like now, but she can't do anything about her current situation, and she can only be a little low, and she is obedient, and her life is so hard. So when she heard the news that Zhu Feng would leave Y City in the near future and would not come back in a short time, she couldn't believe her ears, and her face showed a little expectation.

Zhu Feng hooked the corners of her mouth sarcastically, and sure enough, when she heard that she was leaving, she did not have a trace of reluctance and sadness, but was all undisguised joy. It is rare for a mother and son to look at each other and get tired of this for two lives. Zhu Feng hurriedly stepped on the train that night, as for where he went, he didn't say, Zhao Xia naturally didn't ask much, she looked forward with a little malice in her heart, her son would simply die outside, don't come back to bully her, if he doesn't come back, he may be able to live for two more years.

The next day, just after dawn, she woke up, this is the biological clock developed during this time, Zhu Feng since he returned to Y City, he has done everything possible to make things difficult for her, every morning at 7 o'clock, Zhu Feng has to eat a steaming freshly baked breakfast, and absolutely does not eat the garbage bought outside, so every day at more than five o'clock, Zhao Xia has to get up, lightly cook porridge and steamed buns and stir-fry, not only to ensure that the nutrition is balanced, the color and flavor are complete, the meat and vegetables are matched, but also not the same every day, absolutely not let his son get tired of eating, the most important point, It's that she has to move as gently as possible, and she can't wake up her son who is still dreaming, what are the consequences of waking up, she has learned twice, and she definitely has a long memory!

Nearly a year of long and dark early life finally came to an end, Zhao Xia lay in the soft warm quilt, and couldn't help crying with joy. She finally got through it, no longer has to work so hard every morning, like a servant busy for her son, she can sleep calmly until 7 o'clock, and then go to the breakfast stall outside to buy some things she likes to eat, a few dollars can make her full, and save the tedious of making breakfast, happiness is so simple!

She is in her 40s, her hair is starting to turn gray, and her eyes are gradually getting gray. She has suffered for so many years, what is she for, isn't she just hoping to eat and drink well, be in good health, and live in peace? Now she is not short of money for the time being, even if her son squeezes her again, she has managed to save some money, and with tens of thousands of yuan in her hand, it is not a problem to live in a short period of time. From today on, she will enjoy life well, as for the son who has no conscience, let him go, without him by his side, there is only good and no harm.

With Zhu Feng's timely departure, since the beginning of 99, Y City has once again calmed down, and there have been no more vicious rape and murder cases. As for what Zhu Feng has been doing in the field in recent years, he didn't take the initiative to contact him anyway, and Zhao Xia didn't want to think about it. But when he reappeared at his doorstep in 2001, he was wearing a tattered shirt that was even more embarrassed than the last time he came back from G City, and he looked tired. Apparently it's not good to mix outside. Zhao Xia carefully knocked on the side and asked several times, Zhu Feng was at the beginning. He took 150,000 yuan from her hand intermittently, and what did he do with this money. Whether there is anything left is what Zhao Xia is most concerned about at present. She was really afraid that if she continued to raise this son, she would starve herself to death.

When he learned that Zhu Feng was now penniless, and even the train ticket home was the money he got from selling blood at the underground blood station, Zhao Xia didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling, his son had no money in his hand, and he would still be the same as before. Little by little, he slowly squeezed out the little money in his hand, and then let himself continue to be his old mother.

Zhao Xia, who has finally lived freely for several years, how could she be willing, but Zhu Feng, who didn't know what he had experienced outside, was even more irritable than before, and he couldn't listen to Zhao Xia's orders to say a word, otherwise it would be an old fist, and the attack was not light or heavy, and Zhao Xia was not the opponent of her young son anyway. She can't bear it, but she has to endure it.

But there was a knife on the head of the word ninja, Zhao Xia's heart was dripping blood, and sometimes she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and she would stand at the head of Zhu Feng's bed like a ghost. Staring at his son's peaceful sleeping face. It was the well-behaved and peaceful that he would not show during the day, and only at this time could Zhao Xia find a little bit of his son's familiar shadow from this strange man. She would believe that this was really the son she had given birth to and raised, and she would stare at his neck from time to time. Fantasizing that if she cuts it off, her nightmare will end forever. This son. It's much worse than without Zhao Xia.

But she couldn't make up her mind for a long time, even if she was selfish and cold like her, even if she was beaten and scolded on weekdays, her son was always pregnant by her in October, she gave birth to it with hard work, and she raised her with a handful of and urine, and her biological son, who she had high hopes for, was a piece of meat that fell from her body. She remembered the cuteness of his tiger when he was just born, the misery of his nose being beaten by her husband, and the dependence and admiration he had on her before.

Since when did all this become unrecognizable? The only trace of motherhood in her heart made it impossible for her to do such a cold-blooded thing as killing her own son, although she knew that she would no longer have any expectations for her son, expecting that she would be better to herself when she was old, she was just simple and reluctant to start.

Or rather, she needed a reason, a reason to kill her son and not have to carry the cross of her soul.

Sleepy and touched the pillow, Zhao Xia finally really found this reason. In 2002, shortly after the last case of the series of rapes and murders in Y City, which shocked the whole country, Zhao Xia found a bloodstained piece of clothing in the pile of clothes that she needed to clean. She clearly remembered that when her son came back yesterday, there were no scars on his body, whose blood stains were on this clothes?

She sneaked into her son's bedroom while he was out drinking with his fox friends and dogs. In the bedroom, which her son regarded as a forbidden place, which she had not entered for a long time, there were daggers of several bars of different sizes hidden in every corner, and suspicious red marks remained on the handles and joints of the blades of each one.

With Zhu Huaijun's previous experience, coupled with Zhao Xia's many years of living in Y City, it is impossible that she has not heard of the serial murder case, and she suddenly realized something.

Her face turned pale, and she hurried back to her room, went to find a newspaper related to the case, read and read, thought and thought, and the clues that she couldn't match before suddenly became all clear.

When the cases occurred frequently, the son was in Y City, and the son disappeared when the case stopped strangely. Coupled with the bloodstains and daggers she saw with her own eyes, she has basically concluded that her son is the murderer of the serial murder case that the police have been looking for!

He's already killed so many people, would he care about killing her more? What if he found out he knew the truth?

This time, Zhao Xia did not relent, and while Zhu Feng was sleeping, she waved the kitchen knife high and chopped off her own son's head with the knife she usually used to chop bones. Then he didn't stop doing anything and dismembered his son's body on the spot. The sorrow that has been suppressed in her heart for many years supports her to chop her only son into meat sauce.

The next thing she needs to think about is how to hide the body. Why not call the police directly and let the police arrest him, Zhao Xia has her own considerations. First, she didn't want to be involved in her husband's murder, if that incident was involved, Zhu Huaijun's death would be a little suspicious later, and she didn't know if she needed to return Zhu Huaijun's death compensation, that money had been spent and there was not much left, and she couldn't afford to pay it back even if she smashed the pot and sold iron; Second, the son has harmed so many people, if the trial is open, there will definitely be a criminal and civil lawsuit filed by the victim's family to ask the son to compensate for the loss, but the son has no money and no ability to compensate, and in the end, it is not her mother who pays the bill, and the last bit of money she has worked hard to hide is used to support the elderly and save lives, how can she be willing to return it to those people; Third, she didn't want people outside to know that she had a murderer's husband and son, and in the face of everyone's abnormal eyes, she couldn't continue to survive in Y City, she had lived here for most of her life, and she didn't want to experience the pain of being uprooted from her hometown again. Based on the above three reasons, it is better to let his son disappear suddenly without knowing it, anyway, he has come and gone many times in the past few years, and he just needs to play the role of a poor mother who has lost her son.

Zhao Xia went out as usual, bought two bags of cement and sand, paid for them to be delivered to the door, and then built the stove unhurriedly, and sealed her son's body piece by piece in the stove when there was no one in the corridor.

Since then, Zhu Feng has disappeared, the serial murder case in Y City has stopped, and the murderer has not been caught until it has become an unsolved case.

It turned out that the truth was like this, after listening to Zhao Xia's intermittent narration, Zeng Xiaoyi only felt that his eyes were dark, his throat was tight, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The enemy who killed his daughter is so close to his own home, and he, as a father, knows nothing, how can he stand it?

Wen Mo sighed, this is another typical family ethics tragedy. The saying that parents are the first teachers of their children is not just to be said and counted, but how much influence parents have on their children can be seen in this case.

She took out her mobile phone and called her colleagues in Y City, and soon, the white bones in the stove came out together, barely piecing together the shape of a person, even the retired old policeman Li Jiefang, who had come all the way to let his son bring him, if he didn't see the murderer's bones with his own eyes, he was unwilling to die.

A week is a short time, but it's enough to do a lot. In this week, Zhao Xia was approved for arrest on suspicion of intentional homicide, because her home was cleaned by herself, and the police failed to find any valuable clues to prove that Zhu Feng was the murderer of the serial rape case, so the case in Y City is still defined as an unsolved case, but people within the public security know that the beast with a human face and a beast heart will never come out to harm people again

End of chapter. (To be continued.) )