I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 26 Together forever

Yucheng, at dusk.

In the living room of the Sang family, Sang Wan sat in a wheelchair, holding Sang Que's phone with a broken screen, his face full of fatigue and worry.

It has been three days since Sang Que went missing.

There was nothing she could do except call the police and wait.

In the kitchen, the property staff was doing a routine check on the natural gas meter. Suddenly, the phone in Sang Wan's hand dinged, indicating a new message.

Sang Wan suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly checked his phone with trembling hands, hoping to get any clues about Sang Que.

In the chat software, a group called "Story Chain" popped up.

[Today I will tell you a story about love. The story begins with a disabled mother waiting for news of her missing daughter at home]

Sang Wan's pupils trembled. Is this message talking about her?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

[At this time, the TV urgently interrupted the broadcast of a news item]

Zizi!

The TV in the living room suddenly turned on automatically. Sang Wan was startled and looked up.

"... a major criminal case has occurred in our city. We are now publicly wanted for the suspect, Qin Kairong, male, 40 years old, registered address..."

ding dong~
[Look at the photo on the wanted poster. Does it look like the property staff in your kitchen? (smiley face)]

After seeing the new message on the phone, Sang Wan's breathing stagnated and his whole body tensed up.

Heavy footsteps came out of the kitchen, stopped behind Sang Wan, and there were heavy breathing sounds.

Sang Wan's hair stood on end and he tried to call the police with trembling hands.

The cell phone was suddenly snatched away by someone. Sang Wan tried to pull the joystick of the wheelchair, but the wheel was stuck by a foot.

She instinctively stood up on one leg and tried to escape, but was grabbed by the hair and thrown back into the wheelchair.

He placed his broad palm on Sang Wan's shoulder and said, "I wanted to wait for your daughter to come back and ask her why she wanted to hurt me, but now it seems that's not possible."

The middle-aged man in the property staff uniform pulled down his mask, revealing a face full of flesh, and his eyes became particularly fierce.

When he came in just now, he made the excuse that he had a cold. Sang Wan was always worried about Sang Que and didn't pay any attention to him at all.

"Qin Kairong! You beat your own daughter to death. You are worse than a beast. What does this have to do with my daughter?"

Sang Wan suppressed his fear and shouted angrily, trying to make his voice heard.

A kitchen knife was placed on Sang Wan's neck. Qin Kairong glanced at the broken screen of the mobile phone in his hand, but the call to the police had not been made yet.

Zizi!

The lights in the living room flickered inexplicably, the cold wind blew up the gauze curtains, and the room became gloomy and chilly.

Qin Kairong threw his phone aside with a cruel smile on his face.

"You and your daughter are of the same character, both of you only know how to hurt others. If your daughter hadn't been nosy, would I have been wanted so quickly? It's all your fault, all women are bad!"

"Anyway, my wife ran away, my daughter died, and now I can't live anymore. I'm lucky to have someone to take with me before I die! Let your daughter experience the pain of losing a loved one too!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Kairong swung the kitchen knife and chopped it hard at Sang Wan's neck.

boom!
A head fell to the ground and rolled around.

The hot blood splattered all over Qin Kairong's body and face. He wiped it with his hand, opened his eyes again, saw the face of the head under his feet, trembled all over and stepped back.

"Dad...it hurts..."

The face of the head on the ground was exactly that of his dead daughter, Qin Lu!

Zizi!

The lights in the living room flashed twice and went out, and it became pitch black outside without anyone noticing.

The headless body in the wheelchair stood up and turned around, and the head on the ground was still begging.

"Dad, I was wrong... Dad..."

Qin Kairong opened his eyes wide, bloodshot, thinking back to the day he had a fight with Qin Lu, when she insisted on going out to attend a class reunion and he wouldn't let her go. Qin Lu even said that she would leave after she got into college, sever the father-daughter relationship, and never come back, leaving him to rot at home alone.

Just like her mother!

"Shut up!"

Qin Kairong swung his knife wildly in the air, and hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes. He saw messy broken limbs and a lot of blood spreading under his feet.

Qin Lu's pleading voice filled my ears.

"Dad, I was wrong... I will never leave again..."

"Dad, please stop hitting me...it hurts...it hurts..."

"Dad...I won't leave..."

"I want to be with you forever……"

His ankle was suddenly grabbed, and the icy cold feeling reminded Qin Kairong of the fear he felt at the end of that night when he realized he had made a big mistake.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Qin Kairong suddenly went crazy, rushed out from the balcony with a knife in hand, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The noise, screams, and whirring of police cars all died out with a single gunshot.

ding dong~

[A daughter's love for her father is always touching, isn't it? ]

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The Sang family's living room.

A blood-stained hand picked up the broken phone that had fallen to the ground.

Sang Wan was still in shock, his face pale, and he was shaking uncontrollably in his wheelchair.

Looking at the dark and dirty girl who suddenly appeared in front of her, wearing coarse ancient clothes, carrying a big bag, she opened her mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

Finally, tears of fear welled up in her eyes, "Where on earth have you been? I thought you abandoned me too, I thought you would never come back..."

Sang Wan broke down and cried. Sang Que's eyes were full of guilt. He walked over, squatted down, and held Sang Wan's hand.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm really sorry. I came back late. I'm sorry..."

Sang Wan hit Sang Que hard on the shoulder, tears flowing uncontrollably, venting all the worries and fears of the past few days.

Sang Que grabbed the tissue box on the coffee table and handed it to her mother. She was now particularly grateful that she did not complete Yan Daozi's task step by step, and that she withdrew in time and did not rush into it with Yan Daozi.

If she hadn't come back in time this time, Qin Kairong's knife would have... Sang Que didn't dare to think about it.

Fortunately, she rushed back when Qin Kairong took the phone away.

It only took a little bit of Guichou's evil fog for Qin Kairong to fall into horrific hallucinations and suffer a mental breakdown.

Although she had used up her last chance to take action, Sang Que felt fortunate that she had the ability to save her mother.

Sang Wan cried for a while, and when she heard the commotion outside the community, she quickly wiped away her tears and said to Sang Que, "The police will definitely be here soon. No matter what happened, we can talk about it slowly later. Go take a shower and change your clothes first."

Sang Que looked down at herself. She was still wearing the clothes she wore from Heishan Village, and her body was dirty.

Looking at her mother's eyes and the Mingzhang notebook on the coffee table, Sang Que thought that her mother must have guessed something and wanted to protect her and not let her secret be exposed.

"Okay, let's talk about it later. I have a lot of things to tell you."

Sang Que stood up and just took two steps away when the corner of his clothes was pulled by Sang Wan, who asked cautiously, "You... won't suddenly disappear again, right?"

Sang Que felt a pang in his heart and said seriously, "No, I promise!"

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This chapter has been sanctioned, and the part about Qin Kairong no longer has the original flavor. This subject matter is like this, and there are many things that cannot be written. So everyone should actively follow the updates so that you can see the original things, otherwise you can only see the cut parts.

　Domestic violence is beastly behavior. The author is just telling a story. Who is right or wrong in the story has nothing to do with the author. The story content and characters do not represent the author's values. You can experience it yourself. It has nothing to do with me!

　　In addition, regarding the modern part, for well-known reasons, some things cannot be written in too much detail or specificity and can only be briefly mentioned. You should experience it for yourself.

　　Let me emphasize again: This work is purely fictional and creates an imaginary world. It does not reflect any real-life characters, events, organizations, etc. If there are any similarities, it’s my bad luck!

　　
　
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