The bald man tore off his mask, revealing another slightly pale, scarred face underneath.
After doing all this, he turned around and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong.
However, after he ran for hundreds of meters along the path he came from in his memory,
The familiar outline of Broken Bridge in front, like the wreckage of Beast, came into view clearly again.
It was as if his run just now was just a big circle around the same place.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
The bald man's heart tightened and he cursed secretly, thinking that it was due to his uneasiness and the darkness that he looked in the wrong direction.
He took a deep breath and changed to a completely different angle...
He once again circulated his energy and blood with all his strength, and the muscles in his legs were stretched, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string, faster than before!
This time, he tried his best until he felt burning pain in his lungs and a faint lack of blood flow, so he had to hold his knees and stop to take a deep breath.
When he raised his head with a hint of luck, the Broken Bridge was still like an eternal nightmare, standing quietly not far in front of him.
The sack stained red with blood under the bridge pier exuded an ominous atmosphere under the dim moonlight.
"Ghost... Ghost hits the wall?!"
An unspeakable fear poured down from his head like ice water, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"I am a warrior! I have masculine energy and blood, and I can ward off all evil!"
He roared angrily, trying to use his voice to dispel the fear in his heart, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.
He didn't believe in evil and started running again.
Once, twice, three times...
He tried all possible directions, even expending energy and blood to burst into extreme speed.
However, the results remained unchanged.
No matter how far he runs or how hard he runs, he will eventually return to Broken Bridge, a symbol of despair, like a puppet pulled by invisible threads.
Despair, like cold and sticky asphalt, slowly flooded his mouth and nose, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Could it be... could it be that I have been doing this for so many years and have so much on my hands..."
"I will eventually receive retribution and die... in the hands of those innocent souls..."
The bald man's legs weakened and he could no longer support the weight of his body, and he collapsed to the ground with a "pop".
All the blood drained from his face, and only complete defeat and fear remained in his eyes.
He seemed to be able to hear countless shrill cries, surrounding him from all directions.
Du Qionghua carried the durians and braised animal meat he had just bought and walked back to the agreed place while humming a brisk tune and muttering:
"Xiao Yan, mom bought your favorite..."
The words stopped abruptly.
The place is empty, where is the figure of my son?
"Xiao Yan?!"
Du Qionghua My heart suddenly sank, and a chill instantly ran down my spine.
She was about to shout loudly when, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a figure lying on the ground beside a secluded flower bed not far away.
And her precious son, Chen Yan, was sitting with his legs crossed, as if nothing happened, sitting firmly on the man's belly!
The little guy was still dangling a piece of dogtail grass he picked from somewhere in his hand.
Du Qionghua was startled and ran over quickly. He was angry and funny at the same time and lowered his voice:
"Xiao Yan! Come down quickly!"
"What does it look like to sit on someone else's body? How rude!"
"Mom, don't worry."
Chen Yan's eyes lit up when he saw her.
Immediately, a beautiful carp flipped over the man and landed firmly on the ground.
The killer he used as a cushion let out a painful groan, but still did not wake up.
"You call Uncle Yu Lei first,"
Chen Yan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "This man is a killer and wants to kidnap me."
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There was a strange light in his eyes, and he was thinking about a name: "Miao Ye..."
I don't recognize this name, but I feel like I've heard it somewhere before and it feels so familiar.
Du Qionghua was shocked, but seeing that her son was safe and sound, she immediately calmed down.
As the saying goes, a wise child is better than his mother...
Xiao Yan is an honest and good child she has raised by herself, and she will never lie about this kind of thing.
She immediately called Yu Lei and explained the situation concisely.
After making the call, she came over and happened to hear Chen Yan still chanting "Miao Ye".
Du Qionghua An idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered.
She knelt down and looked into her son's eyes. "Xiao Yan, is the 'Miao Ye' you are talking about, the same Grandpa Miao from Jiang City's other 'Five Animals Boxing Hall'?"
"Grandpa Miao?"
Chen Yan had just the right amount of confusion on his face.
"Yes! It's him, a very energetic old man who practices Wu Qin Quan."
"When you were at the Martial Arts Hall before, he even came to our Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall to see you several times and praised you as a good prospect!" Du Qionghua explained.
Chen Yan nodded thoughtfully.
Soon, Yu Lei drove Special Investigation Team's hover car and roared over.
He rushed to the city Public Security Bureau with Chen Yan mother and son and the still unconscious killer.
In the interrogation room, the light was cold.
A basin of biting cold water was poured down on his head, and the unconscious bald killer suddenly jolted to life, choking and coughing.
When his blurred vision gradually became clearer, he could clearly see Yu Lei in front of him, wearing a uniform and looking serious.
Especially... when Yu Lei was next to the little boy who was smiling innocently at him...
"Ah--! Ghost! Kid! Don't come here!!"
His whole body trembled violently, and his psychological defense completely collapsed the moment he recognized Chen Yan.
"I say! I say everything! I'm guilty!!"
He cried with snot and tears, and without waiting for anyone to ask questions, he explained the whole process of how he was hired by "Miao Ye", how he planned to kidnap Chen Yan, and how after he succeeded, he suffered the unforgettable, weird and terrifying "ghost beating the wall" torture under Broken Bridge, until he had a mental breakdown. The details were horrifyingly detailed.
The Public Security Bureau and Special Investigation Team members outside the interrogation room were all stunned and exchanged disbelieving looks with each other.
They have been handling cases for many years and have seen many criminals of all kinds...
But this is the first time that someone proactively and thoroughly explained everything before even asking questions.
However, this is not over yet.
Perhaps the psychological shadow left by Chen Yan on him was too huge.
After the killer finished explaining the current kidnapping case, he actually took the initiative to clean up several old cases of robbery and wounding that he had committed a few years ago that had long been dusty.
"Brother Lei... really handled a big case this time!" Someone secretly praised.
for a time,
The only thing left in the interrogation room was his hoarse crying and confession.
And the "crackling" sounds of several recorders frantically typing on the keyboard, intertwined into an absurd yet delightful symphony.