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The old man quickly called his son Jia Changhai.

Jia Changhai was on vacation abroad with the old lady's inheritance. When he saw the call from his father, he lazily answered it.

"Dad, why are you calling me at noon?"

"Changhai, something big has happened." The old man on the other end of the phone sounded very urgent.

Jia Changhai looked at the endless sea in front of him. It was calm at the moment:
"Look at how nervous you are, what's the big deal?"

"Liu Zhuang is going to surrender and confess all the things he has committed, which must include the things you did."

The old man's words made Jia Changhai suddenly excited, but the next second, he calmed down again.

"Dad, how is this possible?"

"Liu Zhuang is alive and well, there is no reason for him to seek death."

Seeing that Jia Changhai did not take his words to heart, the old man emphasized seriously: "What I said is absolutely true and there is nothing wrong!"

Jia Changhai was still a little suspicious: "Dad, who did you hear about this?"

"Your Aunt Zhao."

"Aunt Zhao?" Jia Changhai couldn't hold back and laughed out loud:
"The old lady has died a long time ago with no bones left. How can she still tell you this? I'm just asking for a dream!"

"Yes, it's just a dream."

The firmer the old man's tone is at this moment, the funnier it becomes in Jia Changhai's eyes.

"Dad, how boring do you have to be to come up with this excuse for dreaming? I think you are just an old fool. Take a nap and wake up."

Jia Changhai hung up the phone directly. The busy tone on the other end of the phone made the old man hesitate to speak.

In fact, it makes sense when you think about it. No one would believe this kind of rhetoric about dreaming.

The old man looked at the blood stains on the amulet and fell into doubt again.

"Am I really thinking too much?"

The old man picked up the original phone book and dialed Liu Zhuang's number.

"Director Liu, I am Zhao Xiaomin's stepfather. I haven't contacted you for a long time. I would like to know how Xiaomin is doing recently."

"Zhao Xiaomin has been discharged from the hospital."

The voice on the other end of the phone was very calm, so calm that the old man panicked.

"What? Are you discharged from the hospital?"

"Isn't that Zhao Xiaomin very ill? How can we let her be discharged from the hospital?"

The old man looked like he was thinking about his stepdaughter just now, and his tone seemed to be full of kindness.

But when he heard that Zhao Xiaomin had been discharged from the hospital, he stopped pretending at that moment. He didn't feel happy about the child's recovery at all, but made a direct judgment.

She is sick and very serious. How can she be discharged from the hospital?

Of course Liu Zhuang knew what the old man meant and said bluntly:
"Uncle Jia, I have done too many evil things in my life. If I don't atone for my sins, I will have to go to hell to atone for my sins after my death."

"I also advise you to turn around and make peace. The wrong things you have done will be clearly remembered one by one."

"There will always be a day when you will be reckoned with. You can't escape, and no one can escape."

Hearing what Liu Zhuang said, the old man once thought that this person was crazy.

Could it be that he was infected by the patients in the mental hospital?

An ominous premonition arose in the old man's mind: "Doctor Liu, will something happen to you?"

"It's nothing, it's just time to atone."

Liu Zhuang took a deep breath and said slowly: "When my family is settled, I will go to the police station and surrender."

"The journey of atonement cannot be delayed."

Liu Zhuang's words made the old man's brain buzz.

"Are you really going to surrender?"

"The surrender can be fake."

Liu Zhuang's understatement was in sharp contrast to the old man's impatience. "Liu Zhuang, if you want to atone for your sins, then atone for your own. If you want to surrender, then surrender for your own. Don't implicate other people."

"This is a bit difficult."

Liu Zhuang's words were like a reminder: "Since you have decided to surrender, of course you must be pious and tell everything you know."

"As for the implication you mentioned, it's just that everyone bears their own consequences."

Liu Zhuang's words extinguished the last trace of luck in the old man's heart.

It seemed that the old lady did not deceive him, and every word she said was true.

After the old man hung up the phone, he quickly tried to dial his son Jia Changhai's number again.

But then I thought about it, my son is currently on vacation in a coastal city, and even if he knew and believed the exact news, he would not be able to come back in time.

It seemed that there were some things that the old man had to take action himself.

The old man took out a dagger and hid it in his pocket.

When the old man was young, he was a pig butcher and was very skilled at it.

It has been many years since I have practiced, and the muscle memory engraved in my bones cannot be lost.

He planned to wait until he saw Liu Zhuang, get close to him first, walk up to him, and then take out his dagger and deliver a fatal blow with a sure and sharp blow.

Just like killing so many pigs when I was young.

Desperate eyes, blood, struggle, screams.

When he was young, he had only seen these things in pigs, but now that they were reflected in humans, the old man felt a little excited.

"Dang Dang Dang"

After a knock on the door, the old man pushed the door open and came in.

"Director Liu, I heard something was wrong with you on the phone, and I wasn't worried, so I came over to take a look."

The old man looked enthusiastic and wanted to get close to Liu Zhuang as soon as he entered the door.

However, at this time, the old man felt that something was wrong.

Liu Zhuang looked as if he knew he was coming.

Rather than his sudden visit, it was more like Liu Zhuang waiting for something to happen.

Liu Zhuang looked at the old man with a dead smile: "The first big fish Wen Sheng mentioned should be you."

As soon as he finished speaking, four tall men suddenly appeared from the back room, wearing white coats and being vigorous.

When the old man saw that something was wrong, he was about to take out his dagger, but a man in a white coat took the first step, took out his dagger and gave it to Liu Zhuang's hand.

Liu Zhuang looked at the unrefined dagger in his hand and raised the corners of his lips: "Old man Jia, I received your gift. It's not bad, just as expected."

"It's indecent to come back without reciprocating. Hurry up and feel the gift I gave you."

After saying that, four people in white coats picked up the old man and placed him on the hospital bed with the machine.

"Liu Zhuang, what do you want to do?"

Only then did the old man realize that he was like a tied up piggy.

"This machine is usually used by your stepdaughter. You can try it today." Liu Zhuang said slowly.

Then he raised his hand to signal the man in white coat next to the machine to turn on the machine's switch, starting from the lowest gear and increasing in sequence.

The old man's mouth was not gagged, and his screams again overlapped with the piggy's screams in his memory.

How could things develop to this point inexplicably.

The pain was unbearable, and the old man seemed to be hallucinating.

The old lady seemed to appear in front of me.

"Mrs. Zhao, I'm sorry for you, please let me go."

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