It never occurred to her that the ants who were once looked down upon by her could command her now.
"Kneel down and pinch!"
Scarfe ordered.
Di Ranle looked at Scarfer angrily, but the other party slapped her across the face.
Di Ranle cried again.
She had no choice but to let Scarfer bully her.
At night, Scarfer was going to sleep, and she couldn't let Di Ranle stay by her side, so she told her to go back to sleep.
Di Ranle wanted to comfort Li Jiayin who was still lying there motionless. She knew that the death of her grandparents and the demise of the Li family had hit her hard, but now her whole body was sore and exhausted, so she crawled to the Sleep on the top bunk.
Li Jiayin looked at Di Ranle sadly and went to sleep on her own even though her bed was still wet, completely giving up.
The daughter she and the whole family loved with their wealth and life is just a white-eyed wolf...
The next day, when the morning exercise whistle blew, Di Ranle with a pig's face on her face called Li Jiayin, who was sleeping soundly under the quilt, to wake up.
But no one paid any attention to her.
She opened Li Jiayin's quilt, and what she saw was a bluish-white face.
Trembling, Di Ranle stretched out her hand to her mother's breath, and found that she was not breathing.
Di Ranle screamed, pointed at Scarfer and said, "It was you! You killed my mother! Ah! I will fight with you!"
After all, he went to fight with Scarfer.
Scarfer didn't fight back at all, just kept saying it wasn't her.
The prison guard hit Di Ranle's waist with a baton, causing her to suddenly feel a sharp pain, and then it was over.
"Scarfer didn't do it, Li Jiayin committed suicide, and she still has the blade in her hand."
The prison guards pulled back all of Li Jiayin's sheets, only to see a deep and long cut on her wrist.
Di Ranle screamed in fright when she saw the wound.
"Li Jiayin, commit suicide."
Judging from the location of the cut and the location where the blade fell, Li Jiayin committed suicide, not her. After all, if he kills, he usually adopts a one-hit kill method. Even if it is not a one-hit kill, he will not use this kind of death method that allows countless opportunities to save each other by letting the blood flow.
Prison is a place where prisoners are held. Here, prisoners have no human rights at all.
People who died, especially those who committed suicide, would not be sympathetic too much.
Two prison guards held the two ends of the cotton wool, fixed Li Jiayin's body in the middle, and then lifted her out.
There were no pillows, sheets and quilts on Li Jiayin's bed before, and there was only a bare bed board left in an instant.
After seeing Li Jiayin committing suicide by slashing her wrists, Di Ranle took several steps back in fright, and she was also standing behind when the prison guards moved the corpse. It wasn't until the corpse was moved out that Di Ranle came back to his senses.
"mom-"
She roared and cried: "Why are you so cruel? Why are you willing to leave me alone? Isn't it because grandpa and grandma are dead? It's not you who killed them, why did you commit suicide?"
After the police took Li Jiayin's body out, they let the prisoners go out for training.
Di Ranle sat on the ground in despair, crying almost to death.
She is really sad.
Being locked up in prison was already scary enough, but because Li Jiayin would find ways to help her in everything, so after she went to prison, she only had to be by her mother's side, and was irritable when she was doing morning exercises.
(end of this chapter)