After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 427 Kiss My Baby (36)

Ding Bao lowered his head, his tone was a little low.

"I had a car accident some time ago, and I left some scars on my legs. I found a plastic surgery company for scar removal surgery, and I'm about to have surgery, so I'm taking some slow-release medicine. Is there a problem?"

"No...no, if it's convenient for Ms. Ding, let's have a medical examination tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm fine."

After the chat was over, the three got up and left.

Before the woman left, she left Ding Bao a business card with her name, employer and contact information written on it.

"Call me when you get to the hospital tomorrow."

"Ok."

After sending those people away, Ding Bao stood on the playground downstairs, watching a group of children playing and throwing handkerchiefs in a circle.

"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, gently throw it behind the kid, don't tell him."

The nursery rhymes deep in my memory seem to be awakened at this moment.

The sun was very strong, Ding Bao squinted his eyes, and slowly sat on the bench beside the playground.

"At that time, this was also your favorite game."

The dean came over at some point and sat down next to Ding Bao.

People in older grades like to recall the past, but the dean only remembers these children who do not belong to her.

"When you were young, you didn't have such a big playground. You just stayed in the open space behind. When it rained, it was full of mud, and all the children played dirty."

"Do you remember their names?"

"Remember, the ones who came in with you, Xiaohua, Momo, and you, are all in touch now and living a pretty good life, and most of the children who are younger than you have already worked."

"Dean, where is Xiao Jing, do you remember?"

"remember."

Ding Bao turned his head, looked at the old man beside him, and stared at the smile in her eyes.

"Dean, how long has our Angel House been built?"

"Calculating carefully, it must be more than 30 years."

"Then why have I never seen my former brothers and sisters come to see you?"

The dean smiled and shook his head.

"I raise you, not to let you come back to see me, you just live your own life, and then I will feel at ease."

Ding Bao turned his head and once again looked deeply at the children on the playground.

They laughed so carefree.

When leaving, Ding Bao stopped in the downstairs of the dormitory area. The dormitory area used to be just a two-story old house, and a hut was built outside to store sundries.

There used to be a caretaker who lived in it and supervised the children's evening routine.

"what happened?"

The dean patted Ding Bao's shoulder lightly from behind.

"It's changed a lot, isn't it? The small house here was demolished before, and a lot of things were found, which were left by you children when you played around in it. I just cleaned it up a while ago. It's really a bunch of mischievous troublemakers." ghost"

Ding Bao was thoughtful.

"Can you show me? I remember throwing a lot of marbles here when I was a kid."

"Yes, come and go, I put them all in the grocery room in the basement. There are too many things and I am old. I really don't have the energy to take care of them properly, so I put them all there."

A bright yellow light was on in the cramped and dark basement, and the dean stayed with Ding Bao for a while before being urged away by a phone call.

"Look here for yourself, I'm a little busy in advance."

When only Ding Bao was left in the basement, she stood on the ladder, took down the top box with great effort, and blew off the thick layer of floating ash on it. When she opened it, she found that it was full of fragments. Small items, buttons of different colors and sizes, all kinds of marbles, unknown plastic boards and many colorful small jars.

Ding Bao looked inside, and suddenly saw a hairpin that had faded.

Picking it up, I saw that the butterfly hairpin was already mottled after being bumped, and the metal clip was corroded and rusted, and it took some effort to move it.

Back then, she walked into the hut in the evening just to find the issuing card.

I continued to rummage, and there was nothing to gain at all, but when I was about to put the box back, my feet slipped on the dust and dust, and all the things in the box were scattered, and they fell all over the floor.

Ding Bao frowned, bent down to tidy up, but accidentally bumped into a sharp object.

Things that shouldn't be noticed, but there is a little bit of sparkling luster on the ground, squatting down, picking up a piece, and looking carefully at it.

A hard object slightly larger than sand grains felt a little sharp when rubbed gently with the fingertips. Before Ding Bao could speak, Bazahei spoke first.

"Isn't this just glass that has been ground into slag? How did it get mixed into sandbags?"

Only then did Ding Bao notice the small sandbag that fell in the corner. The outer layer was wrapped in pink cloth, and the inside was filled with sand. It was a small toy made by children in the orphanage. She didn’t notice it when it was in the box. Ding Bao didn't find the glass slag mixed in the sand until it was dropped and leaked. ,

It looks almost indistinguishable from sand, and it is even less likely to be found when it is mixed together and tied in a sandbag.

Who would rub glass like this and stuff it into a sandbag?

"You kids are really in a hurry, you need some skills to grind the glass like this."

Ding Bao squatted on the ground, looking at the crystal point on his fingertips, almost instantly, those secrets buried deep in his memory became alive again.

The murder weapon that could not be found back then was inside this small sandbag.

For a moment, her eyes were dizzy, she bent down and quickly picked up all the sand scattered on the ground, and took a bag from her bag to put it in again.

After making sure that no glass shards could be seen on the ground, Ding Bao packed up everything on the ground, patted the ashes off his body and left the basement.

But when the dean said goodbye and returned home, Ding Bao put the handful of sand in the glass box.

"What did you bring these back for?"

There are too many things Bazahei is curious about.

Ding Bao is always doing some weird things, for example, who would bring these things back now.

Not surprisingly, Ding Bao ignored it.

"Ignore me again."

Bazahei likes to mutter and think about it.

In the past, Ding Bao would just ignore it, but now she answered it for the first time.

"You have checked so much information about me, don't you know what I did when I was young?"

Bazahei became interested.

"I only checked everything about you since you were an adult. Before that, I only had written information, which was incomplete."

"No wonder... you want to know?"

"can you tell me?"

Looking at the sand in the glass box, Ding Bao raised his hand to support his chin, and said in a deep voice.

"I, I killed someone when I was a child."

(End of this chapter)