What detective, what murder, if she had grown up with her parents, how could she accept these at such a young age? Other girls spend the same age, and what about her, what is she doing?

Around the bloody and disgusting murder scene, he slept guarding the corpse, and searched for clues to chase the murderer day and night.

Is this the life of a normal teenage girl?

Now, in addition to feeling sorry for yourself, what you need to do now is to make amends.

No matter what, the father will always be the father, as long as they all say it, everything will be fine.

Li Ye felt that instead of letting Zuo Ling hate Ling Sheng'an all the time, it was better to slowly enlighten her and let her accept Ling Sheng'an.

After all, the current Ling Sheng'an is still very good to Zuo Ling.

Zuo Ling must be made to feel his father's love, so that it can be complete.

……

Prison inmates are released every day. Zuo Ling is no exception.

The handcuffs in her hand were untied, Zuo Ling moved her wrist, looking at the red marks on it, she frowned. Because her hands often have to move, and she is not used to wearing handcuffs, she will pull unconsciously, and the cold handcuffs will hit her wrists, and her skin is also tender, and the skin near the pulse has been worn out, and blood has come out.

With a long sigh, Zuo Ling kept comforting himself in his heart. Compared to it, life in prison is really much better now than being locked in a cage by a perverted murderer, without eating, drinking, or moving.

At least they can move around, and there are no stenching corpses around.

After washing his face, Zuo Ling took off the gauze between his palms, and the wound inside had already scabbed over, which was much better.

The gauze was not thrown, Zuo Ling tore it in half from the middle and tied it to both wrists, so that it would not be worn out again when the handcuffs were put on.

Try not to get hurt and sick in this place.

……

Glancing up at the sun, Zuo Ling found a corner and sat down, waiting for the prison guards to come back and take her back for a while.

"Yo, the new guy?" At some point, a shadow fell overhead.

Zuo Ling's eyebrows furrowed, and the other party's tone made her a little dissatisfied. She looked down at the ground and didn't respond, as if she hadn't heard.

The scar man raised his eyebrows and said, "Deaf? ”

Zuo Ling didn't move, his eyes were looking at the ground, in a daze.

A thin man squatted down, carefully looked at Zuo Ling's face, and then looked up at the scar man with a look of surprise, and said, "Eh, big brother, this kid is really good-looking, white and pure like a woman." ”

"Really?" The scar man raised his eyebrows, a little unconvinced.

The thin man nodded repeatedly, and then pinched Zuo Ling's chin with one hand to force her to look up at the scar man standing in front of her.

Zuo Ling frowned, raised his hand and slapped the other party's hand away. In this kind of place, she knows that she can't cause trouble, because the prison guards will be selectively blind, and whoever is the boss has the final say. For example, the man with Scar who is now called big brother by the skinny man, it is obvious that the prisoners here listen to him.

"Is there something wrong?" She stood up, her hands in her pockets, and looked at the scar man across from her expressionlessly.

The impatience on her face was not revealed.

"Tsk, this little face is not lost to a woman, white and slippery." Taking advantage of Zuo Ling's inattention, the scar man reached out and touched her face, his tone was provocative, and his expression was still a little unfinished.

"Yo, you're still glaring at me, these eyes are beautiful. Can you hear me? I'm not deaf. ”

(End of chapter)