Chapter 227: One White Cloth, Two Worlds
The anxious shouts and chaotic footsteps pulled Mo Yang back to the real world.
Mo Yangyang's eyes were blocked by Lan Dongzhi's hand, but she felt that she could still see that the bloody scene stabbed her eyes so badly.
The whole world seemed to slow down all of a sudden, and those sounds were infinitely delayed.
Mo Yangyang's teeth bit off a piece of lip flesh, and the smell of blood filled her mouth, but she didn't feel any pain at all!
After a long silence, in the midst of the noise, Lan Dongzhi heard Mo Yangyang's voice: "Dad, Mom......"
Mo Yangyang's voice was very small and weak, as if he was talking to himself, but that voice made Lan Dongzhi's heart sting fiercely.
She regards Mo Yang Yang as her hope, and these days, she sees that she has a complete home and lives her own small life, plain and fulfilling.
She thought that Mo Yang Yang would definitely be happy like this forever, and even with her share she could be happy.
But......
Why is this world so cruel to them, they just want to live well!
The doctor shook his head at Xie Xize, who was covered with Grandpa Han's blood, and opened his mouth to say something, but Lan Dongzhi didn't hear it.
A white cloth covers the old man from his feet to his head.
One white cloth, two worlds!
The policeman walked past Mo Yang Yang carrying the corpse, and through Lan Dongzhi's cold and trembling hands, she seemed to see it, and suddenly, she moved, and rushed over like crazy.
She hugged Grandpa Han's body and cried, "Dad...... What are you going to do, it's Mom's birthday today, we haven't celebrated her birthday together, you can't go...... You can't go anywhere! ”
Mo Yang cried desperately, shaking Grandpa Han's body.
The policeman carrying Grandpa Han's body was actually used to seeing life and death, but at this moment, he couldn't bear to turn his head!
There were many people in the corridor, but no one spoke, echoing Mo Yangyang's hoarse and mournful cries.
Xie Xize didn't step forward to comfort her, he didn't even look at her!
Because he knows very well that at this time, all the comfort is useless, and what he can do is not to do useless comfort, but to do his best to save the old lady's life!
Jiang Niancheng and they came, and this scene made them all hold their breath, and no one dared to say a word.
Even Jiang Niancheng, who has never been idle, is as silent as a stone at this time.
The police wanted to take the old man away, but Mo Yang Yang held on to him and refused to let go.
Lan Dongzhi walked over, grabbed her arm, and said, "Duck, let the old man go, now let the police find the murderer and avenge the master, is the most important thing, Duck Duck...... Calm down...... You still have children, and you still have an aunt, and she's still alive......"
Mo Yang Yang couldn't cry anymore, she opened her mouth, tears were like rain, slowly let go of her hand, and watched the old man being carried away.
He is an ordinary old man, who dances square dance with his wife in the morning, picks up his grandson in the afternoon, and plays chess in the park with old friends he knows when he has free time.
He wanted to raise a thrush, but the old lady was not allowed, fearing that the bird would disturb her precious grandson to sleep.
He has a good heart and he has never done anything bad.
He didn't deserve to die like this.
Xie Xize opened the box they had called, quickly and methodically, took out the injection inside, and calmly injected the old lady.
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Today's explosion is more explosive and more ......