I'm back after slacking the paranoid villain

It was an hour and a half drive from the hospital to Liuying. After getting off the car, the four of them walked along the main street to the village.

Although Liuying is a village in name, its development has not been worse than that of Xining Town in recent years, so there are various shop signs hanging on both sides of the main street just like Xining Town.

Liuying Middle School is located in a relatively remote southwest corner, and the four of them walked southwest along the route they found out. After staying away from the main street, Liuying gradually gained the atmosphere of rural life.

To the southwest is the intersection of Liuying and another village. There is a river five or six meters wide across the border between the two villages. After crossing the bridge, there are several streets belonging to Liuying, and then there are large fields. , and Liuying Middle School is on the other side of the bridge.

There were a few children chasing and fighting on the bridge. Shen Shu smiled and walked forward. Just as he was about to ask for directions, he heard someone shouting in front of him. The voice was getting louder and louder. He didn't know what happened.

A few children ran over there immediately, and the four of them quickly followed. After crossing two streets, they saw a group of people around the end of the road, who were arguing for some reason.

Shen Shu's ears were sensitive, and before he got close, he heard noisy discussions mixed with a somewhat exasperated voice.

"You want to die far away, the little beast is looking for trouble every day, it's not so much trouble for your mother to throw you to death!"

"Arguing about dying every day, I didn't see that you were really dead. People kept silent, but you made trouble every day. I think you are a little bastard, just trying to make fun of your father!"

"The big guys are all criticizing me today. I, Liu Siping, have a bit of a temper, so how can I feel sorry for this kid, ah! Those who are looking for death here, if they really die, outsiders will think that I am grateful to him!"

Shen Shu walked over quickly, and saw through the gaps in the crowd that surrounded by a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy and a middle-aged man with messy hair.

The young man lowered his head slightly, looked at the ground with a numb expression, and did not respond to the middle-aged man's insults and accusations, "Fei Jie, your parents are not easy, what are you doing every day, go to school hard, go to college Earning money to be filial to your parents is the right thing to do!"

"You child, you are not sensible, your father just has a bad temper, he has a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, and he spent a lot of money for your education, why are you angry with him!"

"Kids nowadays just don't want to be spanked. Look at the ones who would die if they just said a few words. The one in my family is also the same. The kids at that time were obedient. Just a few more spankings would be enough. Don't hesitate to do it!"

The crowd was discussing in a hurry, and the middle-aged man's face remained angry, and he even looked around as if looking for a weapon in his hand.

But the young man who was being talked about remained motionless like a log, staring at the ground without blinking his eyes.

Seeing that the boy refused to give in, the middle-aged man became more and more furious. He raised his hand and was about to slap the boy on the face. Two spectators standing beside him hurried forward to stop him.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was going to hit someone, everyone couldn't help watching, so they stopped him and persuaded him, trying to calm the matter down.

"Flying Jet! Why don't you just admit your mistake to your dad and go home, why are you standing here!"

Some people also persuaded middle-aged men: "Siping, no way, you can take him home and close the door to educate them well. It's a public place, and the school is in the back street. It's not good for Feijie's classmates to see it!"

"That's right, go home quickly, father and son can't have an overnight feud! Feijie, even if your father speaks a little harshly, it's still your father. If there is anything in the family that you can't talk about properly, you must make such a big commotion .”

No matter how the people around him tried to persuade him, the boy still didn't speak, as if he was using his own silence to confront his furious father.

Standing in the crowd, Shen Shu frowned somewhat annoyedly listening to the noisy discussion.

Xiang Xiuqi, who squeezed in, whispered: "This kid..."

"It's dead." Shen Shu said, "It's the same as the one in the hospital."

The middle-aged man was severely humiliated by his son, and his face was flushed with anger. He shook off the person who was blocking him, and slapped the boy on the back of the head with his palm.

Song Yan groaned and wanted to go out to stop him, but Shen Shu stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Snapped--"

The applause sounded.

"It's really embarrassing to kill you, you little bastard. How dare you fight against me!"

The young man didn't hide, and endured the slap stiffly, but the cry of pain that the middle-aged man imagined did not resound, the young man's body was like a sack, and he fell straight forward following his slap, and fell to the ground. A cloud of dust was raised.

"Hey, what's wrong with this? Feijie, are you okay? I said Siping, why don't you take it seriously!"

Just when the crowd was in a daze, Shen Shu took a deep breath and shouted: "Killer! Hurry up and call the police, someone beat someone to death in broad daylight!"

After yelling, he immediately pulled Xiang Xiuqi in front of him, then quietly retreated to the other side, took out his mobile phone and called the police.

This sound made everyone wake up from their stupefaction. The middle-aged man took a step back, stared at the direction where the sound came from, and saw Xiang Xiuqi's obviously unfamiliar face, his expression became ferocious.

"Fuck your mother, where is the dog, why are you barking in front of me?"

Xiang Xiuqi originally thought that Shen Shu's voice was wicked. After all, the cause of the young man's death was the spirit parasitic on him. It is impossible for a middle-aged man to slap him to death. The police found out that the boy's death had nothing to do with the middle-aged man, and it was hard to get rid of his identity as a murderer in the eyes of the villagers.

But seeing the middle-aged man's arrogance, his little sympathy disappeared immediately. Not only did this man not care about the child lying motionless on the ground, he even scolded him!

"You didn't let me tell you after killing someone? I think you are mentally ill and violent. You might beat your son at home. Otherwise, how could a good child seek death and life every day!" Xiang Xiuqi was furious, "Now Well, you are happy that someone was beaten to death by you! The poor child must have been injured internally by you at home, and now he can't stand a slap!"

Xiang Xiuqi's mouth was too fast, and the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say. He turned his head and kicked the young man's thigh fiercely, and shouted: "Hurry up, get up! I didn't listen Do outsiders talk to me about you? Don't you feel very proud of me being scolded by you? "

The young man's body was turned over by this kick, only then did everyone see that his eyes were still slightly open, but he lost his energy, his face was ashen-white, and his chest was motionless, obviously not breathing.

"Ah!" Seeing this scene, someone yelled in horror, and the onlookers dispersed instantly, looking at the middle-aged man with eyes full of fear.

He really beat people to death!

"Siping, you, you..." An old man wanted to say something, but seeing the ferocious expression on the middle-aged man's face, his lips moved, and finally he dared not say anything.

This is a murderer!

The young man was right, he might not know how to beat his son at home, otherwise how could a good person be beaten to death with a single slap?

Some people were already scared and left quietly, for fear that the middle-aged man would be stimulated and fall ill, and would kill them.

The middle-aged man panicked, squatted down quickly, tried the boy's breath with trembling hands, and found that he was not breathing, he couldn't hold on for a while, and sat down on the ground.

"No, it wasn't me, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't do it!" The angry expression on his face disappeared, and his face suddenly turned pale. He looked at the people around him in horror, and defended himself inarticulately.

"I, I really didn't kill anyone. I didn't kill anyone. When you saw it, I slapped him. How can a slap kill someone? I'm not a murderer!"

"You have to believe me, you have to testify to me!"

However, Liu Feijie was knocked down by his slap and was breathless. This was a fact that everyone saw with their own eyes, so how could they possibly testify to him.

The middle-aged man looked at the expressions on the faces of the crowd and understood that no one would believe him. His eyes sharpened immediately, he got up from the ground, and was about to walk out of the crowd.

Shen Shu, who was standing outside, hung up the alarm call and stopped in front of him.

"What do you want to do? You want to escape after killing someone?" He kicked the middle-aged man's calf and kicked him back to the boy.

"We can't let him escape! Hurry up to the police and arrest him, otherwise he will go crazy again and hurt people everywhere!" Xiang Xiuqi yelled, scaring everyone to their wits.

That's right, if he escapes, wouldn't the whole village be in danger?

"Yes, arrest him and send him to the police station. The murderer can't let him escape!"

The crowd plucked up their courage and surrounded him, and hurriedly pressed him to the ground.

The middle-aged man was forced to put his face on the ground, just in time to meet the dead boy's eyes, he was startled and couldn't help trembling.

He actually beat someone to death...

He killed!

When the police came to take him away, the middle-aged man's face was ashamed, and his eyes became a little dull.

After recording the statements for the onlookers, the relevant personnel temporarily sealed off the scene and took away the boy's body.

Teacher Song sighed, and his face was a little ugly: "We are late."

"It is now certain that there is more than just the spirit on Liu Jiayue's body here. I don't know how many potential victims there are. Maybe the next one will appear tomorrow. I'm afraid we don't have time to investigate slowly." Xiang Xiuqi Shen Said, "I'll contact the branch office and ask them to send someone over."

Shen Shu was puzzled: "Didn't it mean that the people from the sub-bureau haven't come back yet?"

Song Yan glanced at Xiang Xiuqi, and explained in a low voice: "The people from the sub-bureau haven't come back yet, but there are still people in the bureau, they are the committee members sent by the general bureau to sit in the town, and they didn't participate in the last action against Gu Yan. "

"Okay, let them hurry up, time waits for no one, and you don't know what the situation will become if you wait for a day." Shen Shu sighed. Although he is not a good person, he can't see anyone thinking of these children.

"...They, I'm afraid it's not easy to invite them." Song Yan was a little confused, "Mr. Xiang, do you really want to let them come over?"

Xiang Xiuqi smiled wryly: "What if we don't let them come over? My only tracking puppet is on Cheng Xiangming, and they are the only ones in the sub-bureau who still have the tracking puppet."

Having said that, Xiang Xiuqi is also worried, those people have some skills, but they all have their nostrils turned upside down, bossing them around like their ancestors, I don't know if they can work hard when they really come.