It was getting dark, but Li Qingran still disappeared, Wang Dahu thought for a while, wondering if he went to the "old house". Over the years, occasionally he would go back and have a look alone. After thinking this way, he lifted his feet and left, rushing all the way to the east of the village.
The dilapidated thatched cottage stood there alone in the night, looking so ghostly and gloomy.
Wang Dahu stepped forward to see that the big copper lock hanging in front of the door was gone.
"Crack, crack, crack—" he clapped and shouted, "Ran Ran, Ran Ran, are you inside? Open the door!"
Wang Dahu knocked for a while, but still no one answered, he frowned, turned around and walked towards the back of the house, where there was a window to see the inside of the house.
"Why is there a hole?" I saw a gap in the moss-covered wall, revealing a half-person-high hole.
For some reason, Wang Dahu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he picked up a brick and slipped into it. The room was very dark and had an indescribable smell, like rust and fishy, so pungent.
"Of course, are you there?" Wang Dahu called out cautiously and softly.
No one answered him.
His expression became more cautious, and he looked around cautiously. Probably because the smell was too strong, Wang Dahu came to the door wrapped in white iron before he knew it.
"Squeak—" He pushed open the door.
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...
In an instant, he saw Li Qingran who was sitting on the ground and tied up with a rope.
His heart was instantly chilled, and his legs were so soft that they seemed to have turned into noodles.
"Ran Ran, Ran Ran, what's the matter with you?" Wang Dahu shook his body vigorously and kept calling, "I'm Dahu!"
In the darkness, Li Qingran just sat there so quietly, no matter how Wang Dahu called, he looked like a doll without a soul, staring at one place with empty eyes.
Following his gaze, Wang Dahu turned around and looked.
There is something, put there softly.
Wang Dahu walked over trembling all over, and then screamed in an instant.
It was an arm, bloody, and a human arm with sleeves.
Fear, anger, fear, any adjectives can't express Wang Dahu's mood at this time, leave here, leave here immediately! ! !
Dangerous, dangerous.
Wang Dahu didn't know where his courage and strength came from, he quickly untied the rope from Li Qingran's body, carried him on his back, and ran all the way home. He ran so fast, as if there was a devil chasing after him, he fled in a hurry, and he didn't even dare to look back.
While running, what he saw just now appeared in his mind.
Arms, severed limbs, blood all over the floor.
What happened in that deserted house
Who was killed
Who is the murderer
"Huzi, what's the matter?" The impatient old lady who had been waiting for a long time looked at the two children who rushed in in surprise.
"What happened? Why are you so scared?" Wang Shoumin asked suspiciously. It was the first time in all these years that he saw his eldest grandson so panicked and out of his wits.
"Grandma, you take care of Ranran!" Wang Dahu took a deep breath, put down Li Qingran, and quickly ran to the phone.
He wanted to make a call, but his hands were shaking too much, and he tried seven or eight times before finally dialing correctly.
"Hi, hello, this is 110, call the police..."
"Hurry up, come here, someone has been killed here!..." His voice was trembling and he almost finished the sentence in his throat.
The cigarette pouch in Wang Shoumin's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and he was dumbfounded.
Half an hour later, with the honking of police cars, the entire Xingye Village was alarmed. As the first discoverer, Wang Dahu personally led them there. The police found a severed arm, a few fingers, and intestines, viscera, blood, etc. left all over the floor. Several people who went in vomited it out on the spot.
Wang Dahu didn't know how that night passed, he only knew that at dawn, someone found the body in a dry well - it was Sun Dazhuang.
He was dismembered into pieces and packed together softly in sacks.
Wang Dahu will never forget the bloody head that rolled out when the police opened the bag, and he will never forget the heart-piercing and hate-filled cries of the Sun family. The murderer's cruel methods and the victim's tragic death quickly turned the case into a shocking one. The Municipal Public Security Department led a team, and a hundred or so police officers surrounded the entire village.
And the villagers who heard about it were also very angry. Under the leadership of the village chief, they began to rummage every inch and centimeter of land.
Soon Li Changgui was found.
Do not! It should not be said that he found it, but that he came back by himself.
Back to his former "home", the place where an innocent child was slaughtered.
When the police saw this skinny, ghost-like man with blood all over his body, they immediately pulled out their guns and pinned him to the ground.
"What's your name?" one of the policemen asked sharply.
"Name?" Li Changgui seemed to have released some of the "anger" in his heart after killing the person, and his whole person was no longer so ferocious, with only a pair of eyes showing confusion from time to time, as if he was trying to think of something.
"Li Changgui? You, aren't you Li Changgui?" Wang Shoumin looked at the man who was pinned down on the ground in surprise, and cried out in surprise.
Wang Dahu was stunned after hearing this, and looked over in the same incredulous way.
How could it be him
"Li Changgui... Li Changgui?..." Seemingly familiar with the name, the man showed pain on his face, and suddenly struggled crazily. So much here too! Naturally, it is impossible to let him run away.
Soon, Li Changgui was knocked to the ground by a baton, put on handcuffs, and escorted into a police car.
After testing, the blood on his body was indeed that of Sun Dazhuang, and Li Changgui was the perverted murderer who brutally killed innocent children and dismembered their bodies.
Wang Dahu didn't expect things to turn out like this.
All this was actually done by Li Changgui.
So, what about
What happened to Ranran who was caught by him? What did you see again
Thinking of the scenes that Li Qingran might have experienced, Wang Dahu's heart sank. There was no longer any waiting, he was coming to him now.
Li Qingran's condition is very bad. From the moment the incident happened last night, he seems to have completely closed his consciousness. No matter what others call him or how he is called, he is unconscious. Something has been completely stripped from the body.
Wang Dahu hugged him tightly, tears streaming down his eyes.
Why? Why? Why is God so cruel, why did such a tragic thing happen, why is this! ! ! All the thousands of words Wang Dahu said turned into tears all over his face, shed for himself, for Li Qingran, and even more tragically for Sun Dazhuang who died tragically.
I saw the Sun family again at the gate of the County Public Security Bureau.
Wang Dahu and Li Qingran were present as "first witnesses" and "prisoner's family members". Sun Dazhuang's father, the uncle who usually smiled kindly and kindly, turned gray all night. Sun Dazhuang's mother, Wan Shumei, was surrounded by a circle of people, crying heartbreakingly.
There was unresolved sadness on everyone's face.
Their cries and comforting sounds mixed together, like a heavy hammer hitting Wang Dahu, who was so uncomfortable that he almost went crazy.
Suddenly, Wan Shumei saw them all at once.
Do not! It should be said that she saw Li Qingran.
In an instant, she twisted. Throwing away the people around her, she was like a crazy lioness, before everyone could react, she suddenly crushed Li Qingran to the ground.
"Murderer, murderer, pay for my life, I want the second treasure you gave me to pay for my life!"
The woman rode on the boy, strangled his neck tightly, and screamed full of hatred, shaking everyone's eardrums.
Li Qingran started to twitch due to suffocation, but he didn't struggle, and just looked at her quietly with his eyes open.
"Stop!" Not caring about other things, Wang Dahu saw that Li Qingran was in danger, so he rushed forward, trying to drag Wan Shumei down with all his strength.
"Amei, don't do this, the child is gone, accept this fact!" Da Zhuang father hugged his daughter-in-law tightly and closed his eyes.
"No! No! My child, my child, my second treasure will not die! I will not die!" Wan Shumei kept yelling, her eyes fixed on Li Qingran: "That lunatic killed my child, so I killed his child... a life for a life... I want him to suffer as much as me... for a life... for a life...."
"Return my brother's life!!" At some point, Sun Lan rushed over with tears all over her face.
She kept kicking and beating Li Qingran, grabbing, kicking and tearing Li Qingran with her mouth.
While beating and crying.
Obviously, this little girl was also on the verge of collapse.
Seeing her like this, the rest showed pitiful and sympathetic expressions. Of course, their sympathy was not for Li Qingran who was being beaten, but for the Sun family.
That's horrible!
What a tragedy!
That kid Da Zhuang died too badly!
Everyone shed tears, and everyone looked at Li Qingran with hatred.
Because he is the murderer's son.
Because he is the son of a murderer.
Because their child is dead, but he is still alive.
why are you still alive Why are you still alive? What face do you have to live on.
It seems that everyone, everyone, is saying this in the eyes.