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The murderer was not difficult to find, and the traces at the scene were so obvious that they didn't take it seriously at all.

A group of gangsters who dropped out of school early and wandered the streets all day long.

The original owner cried and asked them why, but they still laughed and didn't take it seriously.

"I'm just bored and want to find some excitement."

A vivid life in their eyes is just the spice of a dull life.

Aren't they afraid?They were indeed not afraid. They went home and told their parents as early as the night when they killed someone.

Several parents gathered together. Some of them were company employees, some were just ordinary workers, some were powerful, and some knew many people.

They discussed a countermeasure, and those gangsters became mentally ill overnight.

The original owner couldn't believe how someone could take someone's life and not be punished. She didn't give up, she wanted justice, and she wanted them to pay the price.

But she couldn't do anything. She was just a lonely old man who couldn't even recover physically.

A neighbor made a banner for her, and she stood on the roadside holding the banner every day.

Someone told her that more people would see it if she posted it online, so she asked others to help her set up a live broadcast room and stood holding a sign with the true story of what happened.

One stop lasts for several hours.

She would tell her story every few minutes, even if her mouth was dry.

She didn't dare to slack off at all. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to seek justice for her tragic death.

People in the live broadcast room came and went. Some sympathized with her and supported her, while others laughed at her for using dead people to make money.

The Internet has a history of being a mixed bag, always maliciously speculating on why a victim was harmed and then concluding that she deserved it.

Fortunately, the original owner had only attended night school for a few days and knew only a handful of words. She could not quite understand the good and bad comments.

After a few days of live broadcasting, the live broadcast room finally gained some popularity.

But the police who had previously dealt with the girl's matter came to the door. They talked a lot, and the original owner was stunned for a while.

All I know is that she will no longer be able to broadcast live in the future, and her account will be blocked.

In order to dispel the original owner's thoughts, the girl's body was turned into a handful of ashes without the original owner's consent.

When the original owner took the urn, she angrily questioned them, but the staff told her that it was with the consent of the family.

That day, she met the girl's parents, who were happily counting money.

What they counted was the girl's compensation.

They counted the money stained with the girl's blood and discussed how much to give to the eldest son and how much to give to the younger son. They didn't even mention the girl's funeral.

The original owner rushed forward like crazy and beat these two unconscionable things as hard as he could.

But the girl's biological father pushed her and she fell to the ground, scattering the girl's ashes all over the ground.

"Old guy, if you can't stand it, just die with her."

They left these words and walked away. The original owner squatted on the ground and took the girl back into the small box little by little.

She used her own medicine money to hold a funeral for the girl, but those beasts didn't intend to let the girl go just like that. They smashed the mourning hall to the ground.

If anyone dared to stop them, they would shout that they were crazy and even scratch them with a knife while laughing.

They also wanted to smash the girl's ashes, but the original owner hugged her tightly and huddled in the corner, leaving the group helpless.

They have all been warned by their family members not to risk another life immediately.

After that, the original owner became even more seriously ill and could hardly get out of bed.

The group of people broke the lock of her house and entered and exited her house freely.

They took the girl's belongings, playfully pretended to be a girl, and staged how they tortured the girl to death again and again.

The original owner died, and she didn't know whether she died of illness or anger.

The skinny old man used his last bit of strength to slap one of them in the face when he died, and then died unwillingly.

The ending of the story is disappointing, the bad guys are not punished at all.

Then Moyou came, and her arrival changed some things, such as the girl's name and her personality, but it did not prevent the girl's death.

Cang Shu failed to see her grandma at the school anniversary that day. When she returned home disappointed, she saw a completely strange grandma.

And Aunt 33 also disappeared.

It took Cang Shu a long time to accept the disappearance of Mo You and 33, and it also took a long time for the original owner to accept that he had an extra memory and a granddaughter.

The original owner still tried his best to take care of Cang Shu, but even though she had the same face, Cang Shu couldn't regard her as the same person as her previous grandmother.

Mo You told her to live well in the present, while the original master advocated that people should accumulate virtue for the next life.

There are barriers. The original owner doesn't like the addition of another person, and Cang Shu is not used to a different grandma.

After several years of getting along, they truly accepted each other and became each other's family.

But fate played tricks on people, and the girl still embarked on the same fate as before.

She is dead.

Same as before, but different.

The toughness and bravery Moyou gave her didn't allow her to escape, but it made her endure a few more days of torture than the last time.

Because she refused to beg for mercy, because she refused to bow her head.

They had exhausted all their means, and Cang Shu never asked them for help until his death.

Moyou's little hamster's eyes widened after death. She was not afraid, but angry.

She died, but the gears of fate continued to turn.

The guardian became the original owner, but Cang Shu's body was still burned, and the staff didn't even give an explanation.

Cang Shu's original parents persisted in pestering the original owner, trying to get a share of the compensation.

The original owner was grieving but could do nothing. She held Cang Shu's photo and looked at those people who should not have appeared at the funeral.

She recalled herself in one more memory.

If she had been the one, would she have been able to find Cang Shu early, and would Cang Shu not have to die? She had been tortured for several days.

If it were her, would it be fair to Cang Shu?

The original owner prayed sincerely to all the gods he had worshiped in the sky, and at the cost of becoming a beast in his next life, he hoped to get her back.

Moyou woke up and was still in the mourning hall.

There was bitterness in her mouth. She was not as powerful as the original owner thought, and she did not have the ability to seek justice for the little hamster.

His fingers slid along the outline of the portrait, the sharp glass scratched the flesh, and the bright blood added color to the gray photo.

Moyou's eyes fell on a few people in the distance who were about to make a move.

Little hamster, grandma must let those guys go down to accompany you.

Just like in the memory, the group of people started making a fuss, and some people wanted to stop them, but they didn't dare to move because of the knives in their hands.

They destroyed everything carefully arranged by the original owner, and they trampled on the peace of the deceased.

While they were enjoying the carnival, they didn't see the thin figure who was originally unconscious disappearing.

This time, they have to pay the price.