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After Sang Yu finished breakfast, he returned to his room.

She released a wisp of black ghost energy and sneaked into her sister's room quietly. The voices of her sister and her mother came clearly to her ears.

"Mom, you said you adopted your sister for me. When I grow up, I will become your sister and become as beautiful and cute as your sister. Now my face is completely rotten. When will you let me Becoming a sister?”

My sister's hands gripped her mother's arm tightly, and her nails dug deeply into her skin.

Mom's wrinkled brows were frowning, and there were already strands of white hair growing between her temples.

"No, my sister's body can't be given to you now. Mom will find a new container for you." Mom said in a low voice.

She tried her best to appease her sister's emotions, but her sister's mood, which was already on the verge of collapse, completely exploded after hearing her mother's words.

"Why? You promised me...you obviously promised me..."

"Mom is a liar. You said you will always love me, but you love daddy the most!"

"You said you loved your sister so that she would willingly agree to swap bodies with me, but I still feel that my mother shared her love with her."

"I am an outsider who is not loved by all of you. There is no place for me in this family."

"I hate mom, I don't like mom anymore!"

Tears mixed with blood dripped down her sister's face.

The mother hugged the hysterical sister and comforted her over and over again: "Silly boy, you are my dearest baby! How could my mother not love you? It's just that my mother needs my sister even more now. Can you just wait for me, mother?" , Mom will definitely find a more perfect container for you."

Mom patted her sister on the back and coaxed her over and over again.

My sister's mood gradually stabilized, but she said with an unrecognizable face: "I can promise mom, but I have a request."

"No matter what you ask for, baby, mom will agree to it." Mom smiled softly.

My sister's eyes gradually became filled with hatred, and she said coldly: "I want my mother to call the police and report that my father is the serial murderer in the newspaper."

Her mother's expression suddenly stiffened, and her voice trembled: "Xiaoqing, he is your biological father, how could you let your mother do this!"

My sister lowered her head. Under the long-collared knitted sweater, there was a vicious circle of surgical sutures around her neck.

The surgical lines criss-crossed her face, running from her forehead to the back of her head and connecting to her chin.

When her head was cut in half by her father, she was also thinking: He is my biological father! How could he do this to me...

While she had to admit that her father didn't love her, she also had to admit that her father was a cruel and vicious villain.

Those girls who were murdered like her may have parents who truly love them.

She didn't want to tear other families apart because of her bastard father.

"Mom, dad is a bad person. Since we are dad's family, we should stop him from making further mistakes."

Her sister's broken voice was full of determination, but she didn't notice that her mother's eyes had turned cold.

"Xiaoqing, do you know how much your mother paid to marry your father?"

Mom's hand caressing her sister's back gradually moved up to her neck.

"Do you know why mom loves you so much?"

"Because you are……"

"The child that mother gave birth to for father!"

My mother's fingers dug into the wound on my sister's neck, and blood spurted out.

My sister's eyes were wide open, but before she could resist, her mother had already torn off her head.

"Why do you have to force mom?"

"You know mommy loves daddy like crazy."

"Mom is willing to do anything for dad, but you asked mom to report dad."

"You are such a bad daughter, no wonder dad doesn't like you."

My mother held her sister's head with both hands and murmured sentence by sentence to her bloody face.

Her daughter came home covered in blood.

She said, "Mom, dad killed me."

She didn't know why her daughter returned home after she died, but when she saw her daughter's broken body, she suppressed her fear and sewed her daughter's body back together with needle and thread.

But after the stitches, my daughter could not eat or drink.

Water would leak from the wounds on her body, and food would fall into her guts, where they would stink because they couldn't be digested.

Even so, she still loves her daughter.

Because this is the child she gave birth to for her husband, the fruit of their love.

But now, her daughter wants to send her husband to jail...

There were more and more blood and tears in my sister's eyes, and they stained my mother's hands red.

Although her head was removed, her sister could still control her body.

But my sister didn't resist.

She said desperately: "Mom, dad killed me the first time. You...killed me the second time."

After she gave up completely, she saw Lu Li again.

Seeing him for the first time, her soul begged him for help: "Please, I want to live."

Now seeing him for the second time, my sister said silently: "Please, I want to die."

Lu Li said expressionlessly: "As you wish."

When his words fell, the light in his sister's eyes disappeared...

My sister’s head, held in my mother’s hand, rotted instantly, and my sister’s body was also rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mom panicked briefly, but quickly regained her composure.

"Xiao Qing, you have died a long time ago. Maybe it is a relief for you now, but mom's life will go on. Don't be angry with mom. Mom just... loves dad so much!"

Mom left her sister's room, went to the kitchen to rummage around, and returned to her sister's room with several large black garbage bags.

When mother came out again, the garbage bag was already full.

"Mom, what's in the bag?"

Sang Yu's sudden appearance made her mother's face turn pale instantly.

Mom said nervously: "That lazy girl of your sister has left the room full of garbage. Mom, please tidy up your sister's room and throw away the garbage."

Sang Yu nodded, seeming to believe her mother's explanation: "Mom, do you need my help?"

The mother quickly shook her head and refused: "No, Xiaoyu is my good baby. How can I let you touch these garbage that are so dirty!"

Even though the black garbage bags were packed tightly, they still smelled rancid.

Sang Yu thought that what would be in the newspaper tomorrow would be the information about the twelfth girl who was murdered.