The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 332

After the incident, the man threw the woman into the basement's B[-] floor, which was used as a "reward". Women who behaved well could "enjoy" normal beds on the B[-] floor until their period came.

Because of the patronage of the aunt, it meant that they were not pregnant.

It is said that the pregnant woman can live in the attic, where there is sunshine, a soft bed, and clothes that cover her body.

The women who are not pregnant will be re-locked in the small iron cage on the second floor, waiting to be drawn in the next round.

In the room on the first floor, Zhuang Shaojing took away all the things with damage value, so that they couldn't even commit suicide.

It may be possible to hit a wall, but no one has the courage.

What if he is not dead or disabled?
At the same time, Zhuang Shaojing hummed a lullaby happily, and slowly went up to the attic.

There were people living on the left and right sides of the attic, and those two women gave birth to his child.

Thinking of this, his eyebrows couldn't help but go up. It really deserves to be the fertile soil he picked. Just once, he let his little seeds set up camp and take root.

He opened the door on the left first.

From the moment the sound came from the wooden stairs in the attic, the woman curled up on the bed couldn't help but tighten the quilt, shivering like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

The moment the key was inserted into the lock, she even buried her head in the quilt, not daring to breathe.

Soon, footsteps came to her side, and then the side of the bed collapsed slightly.

The man's hand gently caressed the raised quilt, gradually moved upwards, and then gently pulled her quilt away.

"Baby, what if it's broken?"

The woman continued to struggle, but his chin was pinched by his hand. The man's eyes had become dark and dangerous, "It doesn't matter if you cover up our child, you will die!"

The woman was staring at him, her lips were trembling, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Baby, you are strong as a mother, you have to act like a mother."

The man let go, and Xiu Ruomei held up the woman's tear-stained face with her bony hands, wiped away the tears for her, then bent down and buried her in her abdomen.

The woman's abdomen is slightly swollen, and she looks about five or six months old.

Zhuang Shaojing closed her eyes and listened, as if she could hear the fetal movement.

Seeing his intoxicated, gentle and expectant appearance, the woman only felt shuddering, why is there such a terrifying person?
The most important thing is that this man was tenderly feeding her, bathing her, and even giving her a massage last second, taking good care of her, but the next second he would show cruel eyes because of her disgusted expression, and use The needle pricked the flesh under her fingernails.

And she couldn't do anything except cry in the piercing pain...

Ever since she was sent to the attic, she didn't know if it was a food problem. She suddenly lost her strength and could only lie on the bed in this small attic all day long.

She felt as if she had become some kind of container, and there was a monster in her stomach. Once this monster came, her mission would end, and what awaited her would be death.

The monster in her body is devouring her nutrients and blood, how could she like it!

Especially, this monster is also the seed of this terrible man!

However, she could only lie on this bed, watching the sun rise and the moon set, day after day, powerlessly waiting for the birth of life, and counting down the days left for her.

"Have a good rest, baby, good night." The man gently kissed her belly through the quilt, and then backed out.

This baby, the woman knew, was not her calling, but the child in her belly.

Hearing the sound, the man went to the next door.

In the attic next door, a woman lived in only last month, and it seemed that she was also pregnant unfortunately.

She once persuaded that woman not to struggle fearlessly, but the woman refused to listen and chose to go on a hunger strike.

Occasionally, she could hear the sound of men's fury, as well as the sounds of violent collisions of men force-feeding and women struggling.

In the end, all voices fell silent.

She knew that the woman had failed.

Because that's how she came here.

If you don’t eat, men will always pry open your mouth and forcefully pour it down. If it’s really impossible, there is also nutrient solution.

In the end, she will only become a living corpse as numb as herself, waiting for the coming and ending of life day by day.

But in the past few days, something seems to have changed, the gentle whispers next door, the woman seems to be completely subdued, and occasionally weeping can be heard, but it is not because of fear, but because of reluctance.

During the day, I would occasionally hear women whispering, such as "Baby, grow up quickly, Mom loves you", "Baby, be good, Dad will come to see us at night" and so on.

If she didn't know what happened, she would almost suspect that the woman next door and the man really loved each other and were willing to conceive and have children for him.

Crazy, the world is crazy.

She covered herself tightly with the quilt, feeling an irresistible chill, as if she was in a world of ice and snow.

Next door, however, is a completely different scene.

"Shaojing, only love can give birth to the most perfect child. Don't do that to other women, okay?" The woman took the man's hand and gradually slid down to the abdomen.

There was no trace of the flat abdomen, but she frowned slightly, with a sad and moving look between her eyebrows, and she held the man's face with her other hand.

"Just love me and the child, okay? As long as we are a family of three, okay?"

The man reached out and stroked the tip of her eyebrows, "Wan'er, it's not good for children to be jealous."

The woman grabbed his hand, put it on the side of his face, and rubbed it gently, "I know, but..."

"No but." The man's voice suddenly became harsh.

The woman shook her body, then closed her eyes resignedly, with a stubborn expression.

The man was angry at her ignorance, and withdrew his hand, "If you are so jealous, you should sleep well. You have been crying too much recently. If the child is born with bad eyes, I will be the first to question you!"

Immediately, Zhuang Shaojing turned around and left.

"Less—" The woman wanted to call out to him, but the man had already closed the door and left.

As the door closed, the woman's expression turned cold inch by inch, she was not as weak as she was just now.

Immediately, a low sob sounded from her throat, but her eyes were as cold as ice, and the fists beside her were gradually clenched.

After Zhuang Shaojing got lucky like an emperor, he toured around his "harem" again, visited two pregnant women, and finally returned to the master bedroom.

He picked up the phone after it was thrown on the bedside table, and that boy Shen Minrong was still sending him a WeChat message, asking him what he thought of the previous picture.

This pestering sycophant.

Sighing in his heart, Zhuang Shaojing still turned on the phone, clicked on WeChat, and turned to the chat interface with Shen Minrong.

It's just that the moment the picture popped up, his pupils shrank slightly.

It turned out to be the woman running in the park tonight.

[Zhuang Shaojing: Send me all her information. 】

[Shen Minrong: How about it, let me just say that my male god has no weak soldiers, so let me be moved! 】

Zhuang Shaojing's eyes seemed to be icy cold, and the whole body exuded a low air pressure.

[Zhuang Shaojing: Stop talking nonsense, information. 】

Shen Minrong is used to his indifference, but he has already prepared the information. After all, if the matchmaking is really successful, he will be the matchmaker of the dignified young master of the banker!
After a while, the information was sent.

After clicking on the document, Zhuang Shaojing's face became more and more ugly.

These materials are not exactly the same as those on Running, which means that Running is fake.

Zhuang Shaojing realized almost immediately that Song Zhen, the legend in the police world, was setting him up.

The reason why he left today after receiving a call from Shen Minrong was because he learned from Shen Minrong that Song Zhen was investigating this case.

Although he didn't believe that Song Zhen had such a great ability, it was right for his family members to be cautious when they mentioned such a person several times.

Squinting his eyes and making a quick decision, he picked up his phone and walked downstairs, making a call while walking.

But at this moment, Song Zhen and the others had just finished a meeting in the car, making plans for possible strike-ups the next day and subsequent developments.

Since there is only a face picture, Qiu Sen has not been able to obtain effective information for the time being, and can only wait for tomorrow.

"Let's go, everyone has worked hard today." Song Zhen said.

"Then I'll go first." Fu Qiuyi said proactively.

"I'll go pick up the car with you." Fu Qiuyi drove here by herself in order to pretend perfectly, and Niu Quangang decided to accompany her to the parking lot for safety's sake.

When the person left, Qiu Sen couldn't help but cast a glance at Song Zhen, "Boss, I said that you refused thoroughly enough, in the same neighborhood, you would rather take a taxi than take her car, hey, I think Qiuyi might I was so sad that I turned into a rag...it really hurts."

He said distressed in his mouth, but gloated on his face.

Song Zhen glanced at him coolly, "Have you found a place to live?"

Because Qiu Sen's house is close to the Public Security Bureau, he always drove the car back to work.

In the past two years, the bus has been strictly controlled and must be returned in time. I originally wanted to drive my own car, but it is not as convenient as the bus. After all, the bus is fully equipped and convenient to use.

In the past few days, Fu Qiuyi went back alone. Song Zhen and Niu Quan just took the bus to a suitable place to take a taxi, and then separated.

Now that Niu Quangang was waiting, Song Zhen rarely had time to chat with Qiu Sen.

"No, I have to wait for Xia Lan to move first, and I will follow her wherever she goes." Qiu Sen raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted Song Zhen to praise him for being smart.

"Are you sure? Their community will also be demolished?" Song Zhen really couldn't say anything about Qiu Sen's thoughts on Xia Lan.

I didn't expect this kid to be serious.

"Well, it is said that it will be demolished. Although the demolition office has not yet come to measure, but it has been well-known. I will wait." Qiu Sen made up his mind that he must rent the house next to Xia Lan's house again. Just like Song Zhen and Ji Qian!
After finishing speaking, Qiu Sen couldn't help gossiping, "Boss, you said how rich Mo's Real Estate is, isn't it planning to build Tongshan Film and Television City, and they have taken a fancy to this old community. How much is it? By the way, that Mo Changge really has a dual personality?"

"Speak in human language." Song Zhen's voice was deep and deep, which made Qiu Sen shiver from the cold.

He hurriedly turned up his face and put on a smile, "Boss, I just want to ask, aren't you familiar with Qin Dayingdi? Isn't this Mo's real estate owned by his wife? It's being demolished right now. I heard that there is no resettlement house, can you?" Can you clear up the relationship... and do something for Xia Lan?"

Dare to love for this matter?
Song Zhen couldn't help raising her eyebrows, "Does she know that you plan for Xia Lan? The key is, will she accept it?"

Qiu Sen was a little discouraged, and then he gritted his teeth, "Xia Lan seems to be brought up by her grandmother. The power plant has all her memories. She is familiar with this area, and it is also close to the hall. It is so convenient for her to go to work. She won't miss it." I am willing, as for whether she knows about it, I must be sure before I can tell her, and she will definitely know in the end after buying a house and settling down."

"So a few days ago you took the initiative to 'work overtime' at work late at night. Did you take over the job to earn extra money?"

"Boss, did you see all of this?" Qiu Sen touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.

Song Zhen couldn't help laughing, although Qiu Sen has always been inconspicuous, but he thinks very highly of himself. For him, money is a real possession outside his body, and he is quite disdainful, but now Qiu Sen, who claims to be the world's top hacker, has actually started doing "" "Selling technology" is a "hard work" just to earn money to buy a house for Xia Lan, it's really...

The most important thing is that I was here early and worried that I would not be able to buy a house if I had money, and I asked myself to ask for a place just to be sure, which is very intentional.

However, Song Zhen didn't dare to agree, "Qin Feng lost his memory, he and Mo Changge are both cold, and Mo's real estate is now headed by Mo Changge's younger sister, Mo Luo, so I'm afraid it's a little bit hanging."

"Boss, please!" Qiu Sen clasped his hands together, and those who didn't know thought he was worshiping a Bodhisattva!

For the sake of his sincerity, Song Zhen couldn't tease him anymore, "I'll try my best on this matter, the most important thing is to see when that boy Qin Feng recovers his memory. But after the land acquisition and demolition are completed, the construction , it’s going to be a matter of years after the turn of the year, and the two of them should have had enough tossing by then, and there should be a turning point.”

"Boss! You are so kind!" Qiu Sen was excited.

If Song Zhen hadn't held onto his collar with his hand, I'm afraid he would have rushed over to slobber him.

This is what Niu Quan just saw when he opened the car door, but he had a calm face. After so long, he has long since changed from "not seeing" at the beginning to "calm" today.

He even reached out and dragged Qiu Sen out of the car.

"Hey! Stubborn cow, let go!" Qiu Sen shouted.

What awaited him was the door slamming shut.

Qiu Sen got his nose dirty, and was about to raise his fist and wave it towards the car door, but he retracted it timidly in mid-air, and then went around the front of the car resignedly and went to the driver's cab.

The car started and left Apple Hill Park.

Song Zhen closed his eyes and rested his mind. Only now did he have time to think, where did the sense of familiarity with that man come from?
(End of this chapter)