Young detective case book

"It's all right, Dad."

Suye subconsciously rubbed the bridge of his nose which still seemed to be in pain. That accident broke his nose bone, and it took him a long time to heal it. I don't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. The nose that used to be flat turned out to protrude after the bone healed. Not a lot.

In fact, every time his parents quarreled, he longed for his father to say to him: "Son, it's okay."

Or even once, mother can say to him: "Son, mother loves you."

But no, no one ever said to him, you can rely on me, no one ever tried to comfort him and give him a sense of security.

No one knows how anxious, terrified, and restless he has been in the past 17 years.

Parents break out at war almost every day.

The teacher's disdain, the classmates' eyes, the neighbor's gossip... Everyone knows that he has an unruly mother and a cowardly and incompetent father.

The arrears of tuition fees often make him breathless, and sometimes he can't even afford to buy a new homework book. A large cardboard box of books that he has saved through hard work is his only treasure.

However, even so, he did not hope that his parents would end up like that.

Secretly looking forward to growing up, when I grow up, I must earn a lot of money, so that my father can hold his head upright in front of his mother, so that the two of them can live peacefully and safely even without love.

Let him have a complete family by himself.

However, it is no longer possible...

Dreams were torn to shreds, expectations turned to despair.

Su Ye sucked his nose, blinked his eyes vigorously, forcefully forced back the unknowingly overflowing liquid from his eyes.

It was already dark, but he couldn't sleep at all.

On the snow-white ceiling, plaster lines are outlined into a beautiful asymmetrical geometric pattern, and the oval crystal pendant light in the center overflows with snow-colored fluorescence.

After moving his stiff body a little, he could clearly feel the rope tied around his ankle, cutting deeply into his flesh, which was very painful... As a result, his restless mood gradually calmed down strangely.

It's tied tightly, so I should be able to sleep peacefully tonight, right?

Closing his tired eyes, Suye immediately felt a slight sore eyelid and a slight dull pain.

Really tired, both mentally and *…

After an unknown amount of time, in a daze, a faint smell of blood suddenly penetrated his nostrils.

Suye's eyes widened in horror, and he saw that the dark red liquid was dripping down the chandelier, drop by drop at first, like falling agate beads, gradually connecting into red threads, weaving into a dense red net, and falling down like Showers in summer winds.

The smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger, so that he almost suffocated, and his temples on both sides were stinging like needles.

Thick plasma spread in the pupils, quickly occupying the entire field of vision arrogantly.

Suye tried to close her eyes in panic, but found that she lost even the strength to move her eyelids.

He could only helplessly watch helplessly as the entire ceiling surged into a roaring river of blood, pouring down like a river bursting an embankment.

It quickly submerged the ground and the foot of the bed, and was still climbing rapidly, as if to swallow everything completely.

Is it the No.13 layer of hell?What he saw was the scene of Blood Pool Hell, right? ?Or, is he already in a pool of blood? ? ?The single bed beneath her was like an island that was about to be submerged and swallowed, looking extremely helpless and desolate.

In the middle of the blood river, part of the blood plasma gradually gathered and slowly solidified into a blood-red human figure, bloated and fat, which looked familiar.