This is a bedroom with no windows.

The bedroom is very warmly furnished, with pale yellow floral wallpaper and oak flooring, and the pink children's bed and pink children's table and chairs in the room, as well as the toy table next to the table and chairs, are full of childlike fun.

Especially the toy, it is a few lifelike small animals, what ducks, chickens, dogs, kittens......

If it weren't for the fact that there was an old man paralyzed in the child's bed, almost naked.

What kind of old man is that—

Skinny, with whip marks, and a gossamer, his life hangs by a thread...... Such words piled up together, they couldn't describe Jiang Ningning's inner reaction when he saw the old man.

The emaciated old man lay there covered in wounds, both new and old.

The whip that caused the scar was on the table next to the bedside, and it even had blood on it that hadn't dried up.

The old man's cloudy eyes looked at the door when Jiang Ningning pushed the door in, and just fell into the camera: trembling with fear.

Jiang Ningning saw the old man at a glance, immediately took a breath of cold air, and then turned his head, and there was a posthumous photo on the TV cabinet in the living room.

The photo on the posthumous photo is almost exactly the same as this old man, except that the old man is more thin and depressed than the photo.

[Oh my God, my heart almost scared out!] 】

[Is this person Sister Zhao her father? ] Not dead? 】

Sister Zhao stepped forward in horror, stretched out her hand to drag Jiang Ningning, and did not forget to bring the rhythm, "God! What exactly are you trying to do? Why is there an old man in my house! He looks a lot like my dad. ”

Even with bandages on her body, Sister Zhao wanted to drag Jiang Ningning out while talking.

After all, she was afraid of revealing her stuffing.

However, with a weight of one hundred and fifty pounds, she did not drag Jiang Ningning, who was worth a hundred pounds.

Jiang Ningning looked at Sister Zhao with an awe-inspiring cold air in his eyes, "A year ago, if your father fell out of my coffin, then who is this person?" ”

The old man lying on the bed only had his eyes moving, revealing the anxiety of the moment.

But he couldn't move even if he didn't move.

Sister Zhao was angry, "Who is this person, how do I know who this person is, you use a blindfold to make a person and question me?" I, I ......"

She had an expression of resistance even if she was terrified, "I don't believe that no one can control you with your great ability, can you go?" If you don't leave, I'll call the police! ”

As he spoke, he reached out and wanted to snatch Jiang Ningning's mobile phone.

I'm going to turn this damn live stream off!

"Why isn't it my business? You said it yourself with red mouth and white teeth, your father's body fell out of my coffin, why, my coffin was opened, and the body that fell out came back to life on the spot? ”

Jiang Ningning simply leaned against the door frame.

Seeing that Sister Zhao's hand fluttered to reach for her mobile phone, she was about to hide, and hesitated, as if she was at Liu Tao's house, so she did it again and didn't hide.

Sister Zhao grabbed Jiang Ningning's mobile phone at once.

She is too familiar with the interface of this live broadcast platform, and almost cut off the live broadcast after almost touching her mobile phone a few times.

As soon as the live broadcast ended, Sister Zhao had no worries, and suddenly raised her hand with a hideous and gloomy face to pull Jiang Ningning's hair, "Slut, you took the initiative to bump into it, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

As she spoke, Sister Zhao pushed Jiang Ningning into the house.

She may have been too angry or too frightened, and she didn't realize at all how the person who could smash the TV wall with her bare hands at Liu Tao's house was pushed into the house by her at this time.

But as soon as the bedroom door was closed, Sister Zhao showed a fierce look in her eyes, and took out a long sword hanging on the door from behind the door.

【Wo Ri! 】

[Call the police!] 】

[Sister Zhao doesn't know that the live broadcast room of Sister Funeral has not been successful? ] 】

Jiang Ningning stood in the room and looked at Sister Zhao, "What do you want to do?" ”

The old man lying on the bed was muttering and whimpering in his throat, and he was in a hurry, but he couldn't say a word, and he couldn't move.

"Old thing, shut up!" Sister Zhao angrily scolded the old man, "I have supported you for so many years, do you still want to eat inside and outside to help outsiders?" Scold! Don't look at what you look like! ”

After speaking, Sister Zhao held the long sword in her hand and stabbed at Jiang Ningning.

"What I want to do, you'll soon know! See those critters? Is it cute? Go and be in the company of them, and you'll be cute too! ”

"Just poke a hole in your neck, drain the blood, and soak it in formalin......"

Before Sister Zhao finished speaking, suddenly the whole person was holding a sword as if it had been struck by lightning, maintaining a stabbing movement, and froze there.

Isn't the live broadcast room closed? Why is it on? Why is there a barrage floating? Why did she see it so clearly......

[Why do I think the photo of that portrait is particularly like the lost uncle in our community?] 】

[I have also seen this photo, on the telephone pole at the entrance of Xuancheng Parkway Supermarket, a missing person notice. 】

What do you mean? 】

[What do you say the missing person notice is for, call the police, this dead woman is going to kill someone! ] 】

Jiang Ningning saw that Sister Zhao found that the live broadcast room was actually not closed, so she stopped talking nonsense with her, took out another mobile phone from her pocket, and directly pressed down the three numbers, "I want to call the police, I went to collect debts and was threatened personally, yes, the debtor killed me with a sword, and he also poked a hole in my neck to bleed formalin......"

"Bitch!" Sister Zhao's scalp was numb from being stimulated by this fact, and she rushed over to grab Jiang Ningning's phone.

This time, Jiang Ningning didn't let her anymore, and directly flashed her body and dodged.

Sister Zhao herself was injured, and she pounced with all her strength, but she didn't catch Jiang Ningning, but was carried forward by inertia and hit the table directly.

There was a muffled thud, and she gritted her teeth and turned her head.

"Don't move, police!"

Just as Sister Zhao turned her head, the bedroom door was pushed open, and two policemen rushed in.

Jiang Ningning: ......

Is the speed of your police dispatch also a little too unscientific?

I just hung up the police call, and you're here?

Do you also ...... Move forward with the sword like our Heavenly Master?

Jiang Ningning looked at the police who rushed in in shock, and the police walked directly to Sister Zhao, shook the handcuffs, and restrained the person.

"Dad!"

Then, a woman rushed in from the outside, crying and shouting, and went straight to the children's bed in the house.

She was followed by a child and a man.

The child, who was seven or eight years old, also rushed over crying, "Grandpa! ”

The man's eyes were red, and he took off his short sleeves and covered the old man.

[What's the situation?] 】

[This is not Sister Zhao's father? 】

[Didn't someone say a missing person notice just now? ] 】

After the man covered the old man, he held back tears with red eyes, turned his head and bowed to Jiang Ningning.

"Thank you Miss Jiang, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have found the old man, my dad was lost from the community last year," the man's voice choked, "We have been looking for more than a year, and we haven't been able to find it. ”

The portrait placed at Sister Zhao's house happens to be someone's lost father.

They called the police and came immediately.

Jiang Ningning hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't don't, you're polite, I'm just here to collect debts, it's just a mistake, send the old man to the hospital." ”

Turning his head, Jiang Ningning said to the police: "This sword is a burial item, and it has just been unearthed. ”