The master of metaphysics is solving the case again

The door opens outside.

The visitor didn't scream.

Lin Qishu was quite disappointed.

It was a little girl, about seven or eight years old.

The face is numb, and the childish face is completely devoid of the innocence that belongs to a child, as if it has gone through many vicissitudes at a young age.

The child hung the key to the door around his neck again.

Keep your head down and move forward.

The child approached Lin Qishu and didn't notice at all that there was an extra person in his family. There was no strangeness on his face.

Walked directly over.

Lin Qishu looked down and quickly realized that she was just a shadow now.

Lin Qisu's beautiful brows wrinkled slightly, and she quickly looked away.

Lin Qishu took things as they came and didn't think much about it.

Lin Qisheng raised her head and looked at the other person in the room. She was already sure that this was Zhang Jing when she was a child.

After all, they look too much alike.

It’s completely the difference between the big version and the small version.

"How is this going?"

Lin Qisheng was thinking.

Lin Qisheng just used the judge's ability to make a small opening and walked out directly.

I thought I walked out.

result--

Play matryoshka dolls with her here.

One fantasy after another.

Something wrong.

Lin Qishao's face was expressionless and she was cursing in her heart.

She felt that she was hurt both physically and mentally.

Xiao Zhangjing had already moved leisurely to the bedside, with the expression on her face still unchanged. She lifted up a corner of the worn quilt and carefully covered herself.

For a seven or eight-year-old child, Zhang Jing is too numb, or he is too tired.

Lin Qishu stood there.

Watch this scene.

She didn't move.

Now that Lin Qisheng is here, she doesn't want to go anywhere, but wants to see where she goes.

Lin Qishu couldn't believe that her luck could be so bad. Lin Qisheng's face was indifferent. Just when she thought of this, she heard the door being kicked open with a bang.

She glanced up.

Suddenly, I remembered something.

She remembered that when she came in just now, the door had fallen to the ground and was completely repaired.

So magical. The door can be repaired by itself.

Quite capable.

I just have to stay here, I can't go anywhere.

Lin Qishu closed her eyes and resisted the urge to demolish the house.

This is a fantasy.

Fantasy!

Lin Qishu silently built herself up mentally, and then opened her eyes.

Then I found that little Zhang Jing was pulled out of the bed by a majestic man without mercy.

"dad……!?"

Zhang Jing didn't react. The moment she opened her eyes, her little body shook uncontrollably when she saw that familiar yet terrifying face.

Why are you back?

Not that he can be locked up for long.

Xiao Zhangjing felt a huge fear shrouding herself, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Compared to the numb child before.

At this time, Zhang Jing seemed to finally have a normal reaction.

"Loss of money."

The man cursed fiercely, his eyes dark and terrifying. It seemed that the person in front of him was not his biological daughter, but an evil ghost who had returned from hell and wanted to kill him.

Xiao Zhangjing's small body was shaking into a ball. It was difficult for her to even move her fingers. She could only stare helplessly at her biological father in front of her.

But that's the look.

I don’t know where I offended the man.

There was no warning.

There was a snap.

The broad and rough slap landed on Xiao Zhang Jing's face without any mercy.

"How dare you look at me like this."

"I am your father."

The man was furious.

I don't think she didn't notice the hatred in the eyes of this loser.