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Chapter 254 No. 055-Story Solitaire (3)

"What happened after that? What did you do with that piece of meat?"

"...Hmph. That's right, I'm inhumane, I have a bad mind, and I didn't even know I was pregnant. I just threw the baby away after giving birth. Okay?"

"You just threw the child away?"

"Yes. Stuff it at the bottom of the garbage bag. They were all so drugged that they were unconscious. The two of us were so frightened by the child that we sobered up, so we stuffed him at the bottom of the garbage bag, and the sheets were tangled up. We left the next day. At that time, the rich second generation asked us to pack up everything, don't leave anything behind, and take away the garbage. I watched them throw the garbage bags into the trash can over there, and I thought it was over... "

"You didn't expect anyone to find out about this."

"The second-generation rich man, who usually seems to be a pushover, became anxious when he was threatened. He asked everyone who went there that day one by one. Then he asked."

"You said it yourself?"

"I told a woman in my dormitory, and she sold me. I am the child's mother, and my boyfriend is the child's father. How we treat our children is our own business. Why should others be so lenient? Expelled us from school? My parents almost beat me to death, and I couldn't even go to school to beg. They just looked down on us from other places. If they leave us here, they will bury the children when they die. What's there to care about? It's not like that What about Du Miaomiao? He has several brothers and sisters in his family. We are so young and not married yet..."

"Did you encounter anything strange after that incident?"

"What's weird?"

"For example, seeing a child's shadow, hearing a child's cry, someone in the family being in trouble, something being moved..."

"Tsk - do you think it's going to be haunted? How is that possible? He didn't even know if he had breathed, and he was stuffed into a garbage bag. What do you know? Besides, I am his mother, how dare he mess with me? He is Here I am, and I’m going to beat him! If it weren’t for him, I would have been kicked out of school!”

"Don't you even feel any guilt or remorse?"

"Why should I feel guilty and blame myself? I didn't know I was pregnant. I knew I had an abortion long ago. I'm not married and I'm still so young..."

On June 19, 2009, Ma Siyu was contacted. Audio file 05520090619.wav.

"Hello, Mr. Ma. The topic of our interview has been told to you on the phone."

"You have the money to take it, right?"

"Yes."

"That's what happened. Didn't you find Zhou Xiaohan first? Didn't she tell you everything?"

"We want to hear your side of the story."

"She called me and told me, that's pretty much it. We were on a bit of a high. When we went to bed, I took off her pants and got blood on my hands. I felt something was wrong. As soon as I saw it, she squirmed and gave birth to the baby. It was just a ball of flesh as big as the palm of my hand, with the umbilical cord wrapped around it. Anyway, I just threw the ball away. It was sticky, bloody, and other things. It was quite disgusting."

"After that incident, did you encounter anything strange? For example, you saw the child's shadow, heard the child's voice, or felt that something was not right around you..."

"Haha, no. It's not haunted. If you want to write a ghost story, just make it up yourself!"

"Ouch! What are you talking nonsense about, you unfortunate kid!"

Snapped!

"Ah! Mom! How did you..."

"Comrade reporter, let me tell you, my son felt guilty after that incident. He couldn't eat or sleep when he came back. He always told me that he heard children crying, heard someone calling him daddy, and usually saw other people. The little kid can’t walk.”

"Mom, what are you talking about!"

"Shut up! Comrade reporter, he is a stubborn person and refuses to admit defeat. Just like his father, he is particular about that. A man bleeds but does not shed tears, and does not say when he is sad. He was really sad about that incident. Child He lost his temper right after he was born. He confirmed that he was still holding the baby and crying, wanting to bury it properly. It was all that little girl, so cruel! She was also the one who took my son there that day. So what? She was addicted to drugs, but my son didn't touch her. He tried to pull her away, but she refused. That little girl seemed to be a good person at first, but who knew who she was learning from? My son is her boyfriend, so we can't just ignore her, right? Really, I don’t even know whether that child is my son’s father or not.”

"mom!!"

"I'm talking to a comrade reporter, what are you yelling at? Comrade reporter, really, my son really doesn't know. He has been a good boy since he was a child. We also told his school about this matter, but his school didn't listen. We explained. We didn't blame the school. Who said the girl was not good? The teacher asked them to find out the situation, and the girl said, "There are many girls drowned in our village. What's wrong with me throwing away a child?" ', my son is so thin-skinned that he can't stop her mouth, and it's hard to speak. No matter how much we try to explain to the school teacher, we can't do it. My son is really..."

Bang!

"...Unjustly accused. Hey! Where are you going, you little bastard! Stop! Hey! This kid...Comrade reporter, please help write, all of this must be written in. Don't listen to that kid's nonsense. . He has a tough mouth but a soft heart. He will never do anything unscrupulous!"

"Yeah. We've already made a record."

"I really want to thank you. He is really a good boy, and this matter is not his fault. The two of us don't have any ideas, we just want to make this matter clear. It would be best if his school can see it... Where are you? A newspaper from the same company? A provincial newspaper, or somewhere else?"

"We are online media."

"Internet, computer..."

On June 20, 2009, the client moved into the office and did not disappear.

On June 21, 2009, one of the client’s classmates disappeared.

On June 27, 2009, I received a call from Lu Qing. Telephone recording 200906271341.mp3.

"Um, are you a reporter from "Strange Stories"?"

"Yes, I am. Ms. Lu, right?"

"Yes, yes. I found out something about the story you asked me to inquire about last time. An uncle of mine heard about this story, and she also heard from others that the haunted one was not the hospital, but the one from here before. A medical clinic is all about the old man. It is said that the person who opened the medical clinic is a descendant of the famous doctor named Li in history. He is not very clear about the details. I just know that the family in our area was originally a landlord or something. of."

"Oh? Are you still here?"

"That's not quite clear."

"Then thank you. We will contact you again after we confirm the news and give you the reward."

"Oh... okay."

On June 28, 2009, while investigating the history of Beiyu City, no famous doctor named Li was found.

On June 29, 2009, we searched for historical documents and found no qualified doctor or medical clinic named Li.

On July 4, 2009, through the registration information of the Ministry of Health's pharmaceutical system, it was confirmed that there are more than 170,000 people surnamed Li engaged in the pharmaceutical industry. Screening was conducted based on three conditions: kinship, household registration address, and claiming to be a famous doctor, and two people named Li related to Beiyu were identified.

On July 5, 2009, the client’s girlfriend Cao Li was not missing.

On July 7, 2009, Li Gengxing was contacted. Audio file 05520090707.wav.

"Hello, hello, please sit down."

"Hello, Director Li."

"Haha, you contacted me before and said you wanted to interview our family. You really didn't dare to use the word 'family'."

"As far as we know, your family's ancestry can be traced back to that famous doctor more than five hundred years ago?"

Today's update is complete, good night everyone.

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