Zhuang Li was kidnapped. As long as Zhang Fuhai's hand was gently pressed in and pulled out, he would surely splatter blood on the spot and die.
However, instead of panicking, he let out an extremely brisk laugh.
7480 knows why the master is not nervous, because the master has a personal space, and he can hide in it when he encounters danger.
However, it doesn't know that Zhuang Li has no idea of hiding at all, because if he does, he will fail this dangerous and fun world.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Fuhai asked fiercely, enraged by his laughter.
"You said just now that I'm a divine operator, do you think I can't count your arrival?" Zhuang Li said lightly.
Zhang Fuhai sneered and said, "Why don't you hide when you've figured it out? Are you impatient?"
When he said this, there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and it was obvious that he had completely wiped out his humanity and turned into a murderous madman. As long as he sees who is not pleasing to the eye, he dares to kill no matter whether there is hatred or not. Anyway, killing one is death, killing two is also death, there is no difference to him.
Zhuang Li lowered his eyes to look at the cold white blade under his eyelids, and said slowly, "Why should I hide? I'm waiting for you."
Zhang Fuhai sneered, as if mocking that this man was still talking nonsense when he was about to die.
"You threw Liao Qi's head into the place where your daughter's body was fished up? You still stuffed Liao Fa's genitals in his mouth. You are going to punish them in this way and pay homage to yours. Daughter. You have to let your daughter know that you have avenged her and her soul can rest in peace."
Every time Zhuang Li said a word, Zhang Fuhai's breathing became heavier.
He has been sneaking back to Zhangjia Village for several days, and he has been inquiring about the situation from the police along the way. He knew that the police did not announce the fact that he cut off Liao Fa's stuff because the plot was too sensational.
Neighbors who had entered the crime scene were too timid and did not dare to look carefully at the time, let alone know about it.
This is a secret that only he and the police know.
He did take Liao Qi's head and Liao Fa's stuff away, and he did stuff the two things together and threw them into the river as Zhuang Li said.
His every move seemed to be monitored by this man.
Unless he is by his side all the time, no one should know about this kind of thing! But Zhuang Li just knew it, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. Could it be that he can really count everything
Thinking of this, Zhang Fuhai began to gasp for breath, and squeezed the knife in his hand.
Before he could speak, Zhuang Li continued: "I also know why you ran back to the crime scene at the risk of being caught on the spot, because there are still two people on your kill list that have not been cleared, one is Zhang Yanyan, the other It's her son Liao Wei, right?"
Zhang Fuhai is completely convinced now. This Zhuang Li is really a fortune teller, everything is predicted by him.
"Liao Qi made your family ruined, and you also want him to cut off his children and grandchildren. You must get rid of the roots of their Liao family." Zhuang Li calmly described Zhang Fuhai's inner activities.
At this time, Zhang Fuhai gradually realized who he had kidnapped.
With just a little bit of fingering, this person will be able to see through his belt and bones, inside and out. He knew all his plans, knew all his thoughts, like a ghost hidden in his heart.
Zhang Fuhai's hand with the knife began to tremble slightly, and the soles of his feet felt a chill.
It doesn't feel good to be hit directly at the soul.
However, the hatred in his heart quickly overwhelmed all his fears. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "So what if you've figured it out? I want to kill you, can you hide? If you want to live, tell me Zhang Yanyan's whereabouts as soon as possible! She Where did you take her son!"
Zhang Fuhai's mouth spurted a strong smell of alcohol, and his eyes were red. At this moment, he is a desperado who will never be relentless in killing people.
7480 saw that his head was sweating, and urged: "Master, tell him quickly!"
However, Zhuang Li asked unhurriedly, "Guess why Zhang Yanyan hides with her son?"
"Why?" Zhang Fuhai asked in a rough voice. He didn't realize at all that after entering this room, even though the knife in his hand had pressed against Zhuang Li's neck, he was still the one being led by the nose.
"Because I told her that if you don't leave, you will come back to kill her, so on the day of the crime, she ran away with her son." Zhuang Li sighed softly, "I can count your every step, Zhang Fuhai. "
7480 covered his face and moaned: "Master, don't stimulate him any more! His hand with the knife is unstable!"
Zhang Fuhai's hand holding the knife was indeed shaking, as if he could cut Zhuang Li's carotid artery at any time, causing the man to splatter three feet of blood.
He was severely provoked.
However, Zhuang Li seemed to think that this kind of stimulation was not enough, and said slowly, "Since I personally reminded her to hide, why would I tell you her whereabouts?"
"You're courting death!" Zhang Fuhai was so angry that he lost his mind and raised his knife to cut Zhuang Li's neck.
However, in the next second, he heard a sentence that made his heart stop: "But I can take you to see your daughter."
"What?" His murderer froze suddenly.
Isn't his daughter already dead? However, even if he knew this, he would still be shattered by a huge desire to shatter all reason. He wanted to see his daughter again, day and night, all the time, in his dreams.
In a trance, the voice of her daughter Tiantian calling her father seemed to reverberate in his ears, causing a layer of hot water to stop pouring out of his red eyes.
"Where is my daughter?" he asked in a trembling voice.
"Your daughter's soul is no longer in that river. I can take you to see her after reincarnation." Zhuang Li said lightly, "Put down your knife and let's go."
Zhang Fuhai put down the knife vaguely, like a manipulated puppet, and followed Zhuang Li out of the fortune-telling hall. He wanted to see his daughter, and this obsession made him willing to endure any form of deception.
However, Zhuang Li did not lie to him.
He took Zhang Fuhai to a late-night snack stall, pointed to the little girl who was lying on a small plastic bench doing her homework, and said, "That's it."
Zhang Fuhai took a closer look and burst into tears. This little girl has a ponytail and a small round face. When she smiles, she is missing two front teeth. She looks like her daughter.
"Her birthday is May 25, 20XX. She was born deaf and was raised by a single mother alone. Her mother had to work day and night to make money in order to install a cochlear implant. She did her homework in this noisy supper stall, but she did very well, and like your daughter, she was the first in her class every time she took the exam."
Zhuang Li introduced the little girl's situation slowly.
May 25, 20XX was the day after Zhang Fuhai's daughter died. Her autopsy report showed that in addition to the sexual assault, she also suffered brutal beatings, and the eardrums on both ears were perforated.
With such a face, such a birthday, such a physical characteristic, who else could it be if it was not the reincarnation of his own daughter? Zhang Fuhai held the door handle excitedly.
However, Zhuang Li locked the car door and said coldly: "What are you doing down here? Do you want her to see how a murderer was taken away by the police? You, who are covered in blood, have the right to hug her pure and innocent. Do you? If you want her to grow up peacefully in this life, give her some virtue and stop killing innocent people."
Zhang Fuhai, who had already taken out his knife and was about to threaten Zhuang Li to open the car door, slumped in his seat.
He regretted it and realized that if he could make his daughter have a good life, he would be willing to do anything. Not to mention not killing people, even if he was let him lie down and be killed, he would not blink.
How much he hoped that the person who died was himself!
Zhang Fuhai looked at his daughter madly, and cried repressedly. After crying, he wiped away his tears and said decisively: "Send me to the police station, I have to surrender!"
He took out a bank card and pleaded: "Master Zhuang, thank you for taking me to see my daughter for the last time. There are more than 300,000 yuan in this card, which is all the money I earn from my work. Give it to my daughter for me to have her surgery."
Zhuang Li pushed away the bank card and said lightly: "Your daughter used your money, the police will find out, and you will cause trouble for both of them. If you want to give it, you can only ask the police to help you. , every citizen has the freedom to donate to help others."
Zhang Fuhai hurriedly put away the bank card and said gratefully, "Thank you, Master Zhuang. If my daughter's operation is successful and she can hear the voice, please burn me some paper money and let me know."
He knew he would die if he surrendered.
Zhuang Li agreed, and then sent the person to the police station.
While waiting for the statement to be recorded in the reception room, 7480 finally couldn't hold back, and asked curiously, "Master, is that little girl really the reincarnation of his daughter?"
Zhuang Li closed his eyes and said slowly: "I found this little girl in the vast crowd based on big data. Now she has received donations and has the opportunity to reshape her hearing. This is the best result. Fu Hai's obsession dissipated and turned to repentance. This is also the best result. As for whether there was any relationship between them, what does it matter?"
7480 digested the information slowly, and couldn't help shaking his head.
Zhuang Li rubbed his temples and pondered: "This matter is really over until now."
7480 quickly realized that what the master said about the end meant that everything was under control. From the very beginning, he knew about Zhang Fuhai's overall plan, so he let the two beasts, Liao Qi and Liao Fa die, but for the sake of the child's innocence, he reminded Zhang Yanyan to let her escape with Zhang Wei . Then, he took Zhang Fuhai to see the little girl, let the little girl get help, and at the same time resolved Zhang Fuhai's hostility.
He knew from the beginning how this would play out and how it would end. He can let this beast go, and naturally he has a way to capture it.
He never lets a situation get out of hand.
7480 rubbed his mouth and said sincerely, "Master, I really want to see you roll over."
Zhuang Li chuckled: "I can't roll over, I can roll over, do you want to try?"
7480 waved his hand quickly: "No no no, forget it, I'll get out." After speaking, he really dropped his head and rolled away.
At the same time, the policeman who had recorded Zhang Fuhai's statement showed a video to an old man with a childish face and pointed at two of them, with a very solemn tone: "Master, can you tell when the two of them died? "
The old man stared at Liao Fa, who was raising the steel pipe to be smashed, and Liao Qi, who was hiding in the crowd to watch the fun, and shook his head: "I can only see that their faces are dead, but I can't tell when they will die."
The policeman lowered his voice and said, "But there was a man who claimed that he could see other people's horoscopes. He said that these two people would die in three days, but they actually died after three days."
"See someone else's horoscope?" The old man said in horror: "There is no such person in the world! What do you think the horoscope is? It is the same as the astrolabe, which can see into the future, and only divine power can spy on it. Who is this person you are talking about? If he is really human, then he can't see any horoscope!"
The police did not answer, but took out another photo of a little girl and continued to ask, "Master, can you see her past life?"
The old man laughed angrily: "Look at the past life? Do you think I'm an immortal?"
The policeman finally sat down, clasped his hands together, and said cautiously, "But we found a man who can read both the horoscope and reincarnation. Master, what do you think he is?"
The old man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then slowly said word by word: "Send a master to inquire, and you will know what he is."