"But what is gratifying is that his account has become popular. Many people have paid attention to him because of the affectionate melancholy in his videos and the cuteness and understanding of his daughter. Being an Internet celebrity made a lot of money. So he was very happy. He was so happy that he drank a lot of wine that night. What should I do? With his heart suffocating, he unsurprisingly stared at his daughter who was still walking on the sofa. But how could a two-year-old child stand up to his beating? Less than one Within hours, the child was out of breath."
"He was scared, and the wine was sober. He wandered around the living room in the middle of the night and didn't know what to do. In desperation, he finally chose to throw the child he killed into the pigsty, and let the pigs eat it up. No trace left!"
[Fuck, it's true!Beat the child to death and throw it into the pigsty? ! 】
[It's so scary, devil! 】
[No, no, no, I called the police, I can't take it anymore, it's too scary! 】
[I'm fucking sick, I'm not kidding! 】
[It's disgusting, I also called the police, yue...]
【Zhao Fangjun, go to hell, the tiger poison doesn't even eat its eggs! 】
[This is the most uncomfortable one among the many exposure incidents I have seen. 】
"Am I right? Zhao Fangjun?" Nan Wangshu endured the chill in his heart and asked the man sitting slumped on the floor. Fear flashed across the man's green and purple face. Hearing this, he bit his lips and did not answer.
"Speak up! You dumb bastard!" Zhang Yuanyuan put her foot on Zhao Fangjun's back, staring at him with red eyes.
But Zhao Fangjun still refused to open his mouth.
Zhang Yuanyuan raised her hand and wanted to fight again, but was stopped by Wang Luoxin: "Don't bother, he doesn't feel relieved to be beaten to death by something like him who deserves to go to hell. If you don't speak, don't speak. Anyway, we have solid evidence. Netizens He also reported to the police, he cannot escape official sanctions."
"That's right, don't hurt your hands anymore." Nan Wangshu patted Zhang Yuanyuan's back to comfort her, then pointed to the live TV and said, "Go and release another video, so that he can be completely nailed to death." !"
"Okay," Zhang Yuanyuan reluctantly withdrew her hand, glared at Zhao Fangjun for a few times, and then walked to the TV to find the video stored in another folder.
The video is only a dozen seconds long, and the camera is facing the path from the gate of Zhao Fangjun's house to the pigsty.
The time shown in the video is 9:30 . on September 42, when the moon was dark and the wind was high and the night was quiet.
But at this time, Zhao Fangjun suddenly came out from the gate of his house, carrying a dark object in his hand, looking around furtively all the way, and went straight to the pigsty at the gate on the right.
After a while, he returned home from the pigsty, but the things he was carrying were gone.
After the video was played, Nan Wangshu immediately said, "We don't need to say what you threw into the pigsty."
After being exposed to this point, Zhao Fangjun was unable to explain, so he chose to keep his mouth shut and refused to answer.
But the barrage said the answer in his heart very intimately:
[Needless to say, if the video is paused and zoomed in, it can be vaguely seen that it is a child. 】
[It's his daughter, I can see it even with a short-sighted eye. 】
【It's really fucking good to do it, it's his own child in his blood! 】
[Things that are not worthy of being human, if you can get out of the prison alive, it's our netizen's incompetence! 】
[An extremely vicious thing, who can report his home address, I will drive there overnight and beat him! 】
[Take me by the way, I really can't stand it anymore, how can there be such a person in this world!The old woman beat him to death with a fifteen-pound hammer! 】
"Hey, don't be impulsive," Nan Wangshu looked at the increasingly excited barrage and stopped it in time: "Just call the police, the police will give him the punishment he deserves, and we don't need to do the rest, after all If this kind of scum touches him, the only one who is disgusting is you, it's not worth it."
"That's it," Zhang Yuanyuanyun persuaded: "Everyone, calm down, we can help you fight."
After saying that, he immediately turned around and gave Zhao Fangjun a few firm and loud slaps on the back of the head: "Bastard! Die!"
"Okay, okay, stop beating," Nan Wangshu stepped forward to hold Zhang Yuanyuan, who was burning with anger, and whispered in her ear: "The police should be here soon, let's finish the mission and withdraw."
"It's your turn to calm down now." Wang Luoxin patted Zhang Yuanyuan's hairy head, then walked up to Zhao Fangjun and looked down at him, and said with a sneer, "I'll expose the last little thing left." Bar."
"After your daughter died, you were so afraid that you couldn't sleep all night. You were worried that she would turn into a ghost and come back for revenge because of her grievances, so you went to the doctor in a hurry and found a "master" with a good reputation on the Internet. , asked him to come to your house to make a dharma formation, in order to have peace of mind. So now your house is pasted with talisman papers of Zhenxie Anzhai, right?"
Zhao Fangjun didn't react at all when he heard these words, as if his soul had been drawn out.
Wang Luoxin didn't care, and just went through the final process on her turned on the system's evidence search function and said, "It's useless not to speak. In the face of certain facts, there is always someone who can make you speak."
As soon as the voice fell, the blue light circle surrounded the house again. After a while, the "Dididi" system prompt sounded in three different directions.
Wang Luoxin looked around and said casually: "Xiaoshu, you go to the room behind you, Yuanyuan goes to the stairs, I go downstairs, we can get off work after tearing up those deceitful things."
"OK," Nan Wangshu stretched, turned around without any precautions and walked into the room with the lights on behind him.
This room should be the master bedroom of Zhao Fangjun and his wife. Although it is very messy, traces of their lives can still be seen, especially a very conspicuous and ironic wedding photo hung on the wall above the bed.
Nan Wangshu found the corner of the bed from the door, and tore up all the talisman papers hidden in the dark.
She lowered her head, looked at the thick stack of talisman papers in her hand, and couldn't help mocking: "Such a cruel and ruthless person is actually quite afraid of death." As she walked to the door, she raised her head and saw the wooden door in front of her who didn't know when it would close up.
"Huh?" She frowned slightly, and suddenly became suspicious: "I remember that I didn't close the door." At the same time, she put her hand on the doorknob and twisted it vigorously to open the door, but suddenly found in horror that the door seemed to be welded to death Same, no matter how hard she pulls, she can't open it.
At this moment, a familiar and cold aura suddenly appeared behind her, and gradually approached at an unhurried froze, pretending to be ignorant and scared, and said, "What's going on? Is the door broken? Sister Xin? Sister Xin, are you all right?! Come and open the door for me!"
"He was scared, and the wine was sober. He wandered around the living room in the middle of the night and didn't know what to do. In desperation, he finally chose to throw the child he killed into the pigsty, and let the pigs eat it up. No trace left!"
[Fuck, it's true!Beat the child to death and throw it into the pigsty? ! 】
[It's so scary, devil! 】
[No, no, no, I called the police, I can't take it anymore, it's too scary! 】
[I'm fucking sick, I'm not kidding! 】
[It's disgusting, I also called the police, yue...]
【Zhao Fangjun, go to hell, the tiger poison doesn't even eat its eggs! 】
[This is the most uncomfortable one among the many exposure incidents I have seen. 】
"Am I right? Zhao Fangjun?" Nan Wangshu endured the chill in his heart and asked the man sitting slumped on the floor. Fear flashed across the man's green and purple face. Hearing this, he bit his lips and did not answer.
"Speak up! You dumb bastard!" Zhang Yuanyuan put her foot on Zhao Fangjun's back, staring at him with red eyes.
But Zhao Fangjun still refused to open his mouth.
Zhang Yuanyuan raised her hand and wanted to fight again, but was stopped by Wang Luoxin: "Don't bother, he doesn't feel relieved to be beaten to death by something like him who deserves to go to hell. If you don't speak, don't speak. Anyway, we have solid evidence. Netizens He also reported to the police, he cannot escape official sanctions."
"That's right, don't hurt your hands anymore." Nan Wangshu patted Zhang Yuanyuan's back to comfort her, then pointed to the live TV and said, "Go and release another video, so that he can be completely nailed to death." !"
"Okay," Zhang Yuanyuan reluctantly withdrew her hand, glared at Zhao Fangjun for a few times, and then walked to the TV to find the video stored in another folder.
The video is only a dozen seconds long, and the camera is facing the path from the gate of Zhao Fangjun's house to the pigsty.
The time shown in the video is 9:30 . on September 42, when the moon was dark and the wind was high and the night was quiet.
But at this time, Zhao Fangjun suddenly came out from the gate of his house, carrying a dark object in his hand, looking around furtively all the way, and went straight to the pigsty at the gate on the right.
After a while, he returned home from the pigsty, but the things he was carrying were gone.
After the video was played, Nan Wangshu immediately said, "We don't need to say what you threw into the pigsty."
After being exposed to this point, Zhao Fangjun was unable to explain, so he chose to keep his mouth shut and refused to answer.
But the barrage said the answer in his heart very intimately:
[Needless to say, if the video is paused and zoomed in, it can be vaguely seen that it is a child. 】
[It's his daughter, I can see it even with a short-sighted eye. 】
【It's really fucking good to do it, it's his own child in his blood! 】
[Things that are not worthy of being human, if you can get out of the prison alive, it's our netizen's incompetence! 】
[An extremely vicious thing, who can report his home address, I will drive there overnight and beat him! 】
[Take me by the way, I really can't stand it anymore, how can there be such a person in this world!The old woman beat him to death with a fifteen-pound hammer! 】
"Hey, don't be impulsive," Nan Wangshu looked at the increasingly excited barrage and stopped it in time: "Just call the police, the police will give him the punishment he deserves, and we don't need to do the rest, after all If this kind of scum touches him, the only one who is disgusting is you, it's not worth it."
"That's it," Zhang Yuanyuanyun persuaded: "Everyone, calm down, we can help you fight."
After saying that, he immediately turned around and gave Zhao Fangjun a few firm and loud slaps on the back of the head: "Bastard! Die!"
"Okay, okay, stop beating," Nan Wangshu stepped forward to hold Zhang Yuanyuan, who was burning with anger, and whispered in her ear: "The police should be here soon, let's finish the mission and withdraw."
"It's your turn to calm down now." Wang Luoxin patted Zhang Yuanyuan's hairy head, then walked up to Zhao Fangjun and looked down at him, and said with a sneer, "I'll expose the last little thing left." Bar."
"After your daughter died, you were so afraid that you couldn't sleep all night. You were worried that she would turn into a ghost and come back for revenge because of her grievances, so you went to the doctor in a hurry and found a "master" with a good reputation on the Internet. , asked him to come to your house to make a dharma formation, in order to have peace of mind. So now your house is pasted with talisman papers of Zhenxie Anzhai, right?"
Zhao Fangjun didn't react at all when he heard these words, as if his soul had been drawn out.
Wang Luoxin didn't care, and just went through the final process on her turned on the system's evidence search function and said, "It's useless not to speak. In the face of certain facts, there is always someone who can make you speak."
As soon as the voice fell, the blue light circle surrounded the house again. After a while, the "Dididi" system prompt sounded in three different directions.
Wang Luoxin looked around and said casually: "Xiaoshu, you go to the room behind you, Yuanyuan goes to the stairs, I go downstairs, we can get off work after tearing up those deceitful things."
"OK," Nan Wangshu stretched, turned around without any precautions and walked into the room with the lights on behind him.
This room should be the master bedroom of Zhao Fangjun and his wife. Although it is very messy, traces of their lives can still be seen, especially a very conspicuous and ironic wedding photo hung on the wall above the bed.
Nan Wangshu found the corner of the bed from the door, and tore up all the talisman papers hidden in the dark.
She lowered her head, looked at the thick stack of talisman papers in her hand, and couldn't help mocking: "Such a cruel and ruthless person is actually quite afraid of death." As she walked to the door, she raised her head and saw the wooden door in front of her who didn't know when it would close up.
"Huh?" She frowned slightly, and suddenly became suspicious: "I remember that I didn't close the door." At the same time, she put her hand on the doorknob and twisted it vigorously to open the door, but suddenly found in horror that the door seemed to be welded to death Same, no matter how hard she pulls, she can't open it.
At this moment, a familiar and cold aura suddenly appeared behind her, and gradually approached at an unhurried froze, pretending to be ignorant and scared, and said, "What's going on? Is the door broken? Sister Xin? Sister Xin, are you all right?! Come and open the door for me!"
