After flash marriage with female partner

When her eyes touched the warm palms, Lu Mingxuan was slightly startled.

It's just that the eyes can't see it, but the figure can still be heard by the ears. People around are screaming in horror, but there are also people whispering among them.

"Who is this?"

"It's so pathetic, it still looks very young."

"Those robbers are horrible."

"Look at the bottom, there is still time. It's been more than ten years, sixteen or seventeen years."

"Yeah, where were they dragged?"

"very scary."

"This group of scumbags should go to hell!"

If she only listened to those conversations, Lu Mingxuan might not think too deeply.

But Jiang Yueli just covered her eyes at this moment, and Lu Mingxuan knew it in her heart.

The silent video on the screen is about a murder scene, and the murdered are her parents.

Lu Mingxuan raised her fingertips tremblingly, trying to push away the hand covering her eyes.

But when she stretched her hand halfway, she stopped again.

Now that she already knows, is there any need for her to read it again?

Maybe Jiang Yueli knew herself better than she did, or maybe it was just the gentleness that that person didn't show.

Lu Mingxuan stood stiffly in place. In the dark hall, no one saw their strangeness.

When the sound started to appear on the screen, Jiang Yueli's hands trembled, and he wiped away the tears from the corners of Lu Mingxuan's eyes with his fingertips, then retracted his wet hands.

"President Lu." Jiang Yueli lowered his voice and called out, "Be careful for a while."

"Huh?" Relying on the darkness, Lu Mingxuan wiped the corners of her eyes indiscriminately, and asked in a nasal voice, "What's wrong?"

"Today should be the day when the truth came to light, but when an accident happened, the level of difficulty has been raised to another level."

The second burst of exclamation from the crowd drowned out Jiang Yueli's words, and the two who were originally communicating subconsciously looked up.

This time the picture is much clearer, and it also has sound.

The background is in a dimly lit room, the doors and windows are closed on all sides, and the thick red curtains cover everything outside tightly, and the interior decoration is all in ambiguous warm tones.

The claustrophobic atmosphere of this room is enough to make people feel uncomfortable, and there is a feeling of depression that makes it difficult to breathe.

Not to mention that there was a violence inside--

Only this one, or many, it's hard to say yet.

A rough sweep of the room revealed at least seven or eight people. The men were either standing or sitting, and their eyes were all focused on the center of the room.

There lay a girl with long black hair lying face down, her hair was disheveled covering her face, and her dark skirt was torn to pieces.

There were large dark wet marks on the blanket under her, and they were still spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The girl was like a soundless rag doll, lying motionless on the ground, in a state of distress, revealing an aura of despair from the inside out.

The men circled around the girl with a condescending mockery of distaste on their faces.

A man crouched down and roughly grabbed the girl's hair, forcing her to look up.

The girl in the camera only showed a side face, but that face was already red, swollen and bloodshot, bloody and bloody, and the original appearance could not be seen clearly.

The man asked her if she was thinking about it. The girl let out a few breaths from her throat, but she couldn't make a sentence, and she couldn't understand her meaning at all.

Probably impatient to wait, the man slapped the girl on the face again, and said coldly, "Speak up!"

The girl's face was instantly slapped aside, and a little blood oozes from the place where the hair meets the scalp. Her five fingers dug into the carpet, and she opened her mouth again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The girl's cries of pain being blocked in her throat were drowned out in the screams of reality.

Mrs. Jiang, who was close to the big screen, pulled her hair hard, and screamed sharply while covering her ears: "Don't, don't let it go! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and don't!"

The surrounding guests were startled by Mrs. Jiang's scream, and subconsciously moved away.

But when they looked at Mrs. Jiang with the light of the big screen, they saw her start scratching her face and neck with her nails.

Mrs. Jiang's carefully groomed nails are a bit long, and they can be used as a weapon to hurt others and herself. After a while, she scratched her face and neck with several shocking bloodstains.

So the people nearby had no choice but to endure the anxiety in their hearts, and went up to hold Mrs. Jiang together.

The rest of the people who were still watching the big screen covered their mouths uncomfortably, and there were bursts of uncontrollable retching sounds one after another.

Lu Mingxuan looked at the big screen and was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Yueli's face was still calm, but no one noticed her clenched hands and the corners of her lips.

The men on the screen seemed to get some pleasure from abusing the poor girl, and each of them even had a little smile on their faces.

"If you don't obey, you can stay here for a few more days, and you will be honest after a few days."

"But, will you die if you leave it here?"

"What are you afraid of? If you die, just drag it out and bury it. Isn't that what you did before?"

"But this one is Miss Jiang's family..."

"Hmph, what kind of lady is this? The Jiang family couple cleaned it up and delivered it to their door. Do you think they really lack such a nanny?"

The men who walked out one after another could not see any respect for human life and the law in their words and deeds, only contempt and contempt for the "lady" on the ground.

Those people walked out of the room arrogantly, and only the girl's painful wailing was left in the quiet room.

"...Help, help....the pain...everyone is fine...come and save me..."

Perhaps it was supported by the strength of the desire to survive. The girl looked up and saw the mobile phone not far away, so she supported her body with her arms and moved forward bit by bit.

But the distance of two or three meters, the destination that can be reached in two steps on weekdays, took the girl a hundred times more time.

A short bloodstain was dragged out behind her, and just looking at it made people feel unbearable pain.

The girl stretched out her hand hard, ten centimeters, five centimeters, two centimeters, one centimeter...

She finally touched the button of the phone.

The girl fell to the ground slumped, but there was obvious joy and hope on her face.

She touched the SOS button with trembling fingertips.

"Hey--"

"...Please help me..."

The phone was hung up.

The girl only made three phone calls in total, because she only had such a tiny bit of strength left.

In addition to the desperate girl herself at that time, the people present also clearly saw how the girl tried to reach out to touch the phone, trying to grasp her last hope, but failed again and again.

The only three successes were cut off by the person on the other end of the phone.

The people in the hall couldn't help but feel worried for this miserable girl, and condemned the person on the other end of the phone who answered the phone but hung up again.

I don't know if the person who played this video did it on purpose, or because the hall fell into a dead silence, and the voices of the men in front of them were not clear, but then the girl's weak cry for help was like a thunderclap, repeated again and again. It struck the hearts of everyone, and burned a field into a dead wasteland.

They are witnessing a girl being tortured to death with viciousness.

But there is nothing they can do.

At the same time, everyone heard the key words in those people's exchanges - "Jiang's family", "Jiang Yutian", "Jiang Yueli".

There are also the faces of the men in front, some of whom are clearly the appearance of the Lu family.

Those people also came to the scene today.

No one would naively think that those men would only commit this malicious atrocity.

And not long ago, Jiang Yutian was clamoring that Jiang Yueli had already died, and now this was just a substitute to appease her mother.

Now it seems that there seems to be an explanation for Mrs. Jiang's abnormality and the attack on the Lu family just now.

All eyes were on Mrs. Jiang who was lying on the big screen screaming and scratching the wall. The person who was holding her let go because of surprise and stupefied, but at this moment he hesitated to touch her.

Who would be vicious enough to hand over his daughter to a group of executioners for wanton torture?

Even if it's just an adopted daughter, it's enough to show how vicious the couple's hearts are.

They didn't even treat their adopted daughters as human beings at all.

Reminiscent of the rumors that the Jiang family's adopted daughter was not favored in the past, everyone's mood became complicated, and they subconsciously distanced themselves from the Jiang family.

So Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Yutian, Grandma Jiang and Jiang Yunxin immediately had a large vacuum around them.

When Jiang's grandma heard the name "Jiang Yutian" from the video on the screen, she couldn't hold on anymore, her eyes turned black, and she fell straight down. Jiang Yunxin hurried forward to support her.

The three knife-wielders who were originally tied to one side also began to cry in pain: "You scumbags will die a terrible death! Everyone should be cut into hell and put into the frying pan. It's hard to comfort our daughter His spirit in heaven!"

Apparently the daughter of the trio suffered the same tragedy as the girl on screen.

The three people who were attacked first were all from the Lu family without exception, and they were all faces that had just appeared on the screen.

Everyone also subconsciously avoided the three Lu family members who were injured and fell to the ground. The person who was still helping the Lu family members to stop the bleeding hesitated for a moment, but was also pulled by his companions, and got up to avoid it.

These people are not all outbursts of condemnation and justice, but more of fear.

No one is not afraid of a murderer hanging around him, and there is more than one.

Those who just communicated with those three people can't wait to retreat, it is best to hide in a place where the other party can't see.

Amidst the uproar, only Lu Mingxuan noticed another detail.

She subconsciously grabbed Jiang Yueli's hand and pushed her to a corner.

Lu Mingxuan hesitated and said, "Is that..."

Jiang Yueli interrupted her question: "Yes."

Lu Mingxuan froze for a moment, and looked into Jiang Yueli's eyes through the moonlight coming in through the gaps in the curtains. There was originally a barren deep sea, bottomless.

But for the first time, she saw burning flames in those eyes that were always too calm, which seemed to be anger, but also seemed to be some kind of persistence and belief.

Lu Mingxuan suddenly forgot what she wanted to ask earlier, opened her mouth, and only choked out a question: "Her voice is similar to yours."

Jiang Yueli looked up at her: "Perhaps there is such a thing as fate in this world."

After saying that, Jiang Yueli smiled: "Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence in the world."

Not only the voice is similar, but even the dressing habits in daily life are almost the same, so similar that even "Jiang Yueli's" relatives can't recognize them.

Jiang Yueli's words were somewhat self-deprecating and ironic.

Lu Mingxuan looked at her smile, and suddenly asked, "Do you know that person?"

Jiang Yueli nodded calmly: "Yes. Although I don't know why he suddenly got involved in this matter, but—"

Before Jiang Yueli could finish this sentence, she was interrupted by commotion and screams from the other side.

"Help, help!"

"Killer! Run!"

"Mrs. Jiang is crazy!"

"Where's the police?! Why haven't the police come yet?!"

"Run away!"

Mrs. Jiang, whose face and neck were covered with nail scratches, grabbed the knife at some point and ran straight to where Jiang Yutian was.

Jiang Yutian was still sitting on the ground, unable to get up, and when she saw Madam Jiang rushing towards her with her twisted face, she could only tremble and howl loudly.

"Mom—you, don't come here! I, I know I was wrong! I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it. If you want to kill, you should kill the counterfeit first! That, that's the one, she is the one who really lied to you That one, go and kill her, it has nothing to do with me! Don't come here, mom, mom, kill her, don't kill me!"

However, Mrs. Jiang turned a deaf ear to any voice from the outside world, and only Jiang Yutian was left in her eyes, full of hatred.

Mrs. Jiang knocked down several wine bottles along the way, ran directly in front of Jiang Yutian, and stabbed her in the face with a knife.

The first knife slashed across her earlobe, cutting a big gash. Mrs. Jiang didn't relieve her anger, but directly drew out the knife, and then stabbed down again.

The crazy posture is like chopping pork on a chopping board.

Jiang Yueli was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to rush over to stop him.

Lu Mingxuan grabbed Jiang Yueli's hand, dragged her back to the corner, and pressed her against the wall.

"President Lu—" Jiang Yueli frowned, subconsciously wanting to struggle.

"Before the police came here, none of us had the right to convict them." Lu Mingxuan pressed Jiang Yueli firmly, and said in a low voice, "Think about that dead child."