Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  The international police were very impatient, and grabbed his arm with one hand, "Are you Abel? If yes, we are looking for you!"

  The man struggled desperately, his face was full of horror, "You need evidence to arrest me, and you can’t arrest anyone without evidence!"

   "Who said that we have no evidence? We have no evidence. Why are we looking for you? It hurts to be idle? Follow us quickly." The policeman tightened his arm, not only impatient, but also fierce.

  The wretched man was trembling with fright and wanted to stiff his mouth, "I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’m not going..."

"I'll let you know. Do you know Amela?" The international police suddenly said her personal name. "She reported to the police that you molested her during her childhood. Because of your bad circumstances, country Y The police contacted us and asked us to extradite you back to China to accept sanctions."

   "Impossible!" How could those children report him? If such a thing is said, the girl's life will be ruined.

  They finally lived the life of ordinary people with the help of Lin Anxin, and it was impossible for them to jump out and bite him.

  After he finished speaking, he realized that he had too much reaction, so he forced a smile that was uglier than crying and forced an explanation, "No, I mean she can't report me, I haven't done it."

The expressionless international police were very oppressive, staring coldly into his eyes and sneered, "Under normal circumstances, she won't report you, but you are out of luck. She is sick and has uterine cancer. She is not long alive. , Of course you have to report the culprit."

  The man's face turned white, "I...impossible..."

"You know what you did yourself, and I was curious. Are you not afraid of going to **** when you do things that are inferior to animals? I heard that you believe in God. Have you ever thought about what punishment you will have after you die? ?"

   "...I haven't done it."

"It's no use telling me, you have to tell God. You should tell the people you have hurt before, when you return to your country, you can tell Amela that you have the opportunity to look into her eyes and say you haven't done it. . But she is dying. I heard that the eyes of dying people will swallow the soul. Do you say she will swallow your soul?"

  The trivial and thin man trembled all over, shaking like a sieve, struggling in the tremor, "I won't go back! Never go back!"

   "I can't help you, we have evidence." The policeman threw a recorder in front of him, and a little girl's voice begging for mercy came from inside.

   "Dean, no, please don't..."

   "It hurts, it hurts, don't..."

   "I was wrong, no, I will obey, no, please..."

As the voice from the recorder came out, the police released his hand and said indifferently and calmly, "You didn't expect it, the little girl asked her companion to take a picture of your **** with a mobile phone, but then you fell ill, an orphan. The hospital also banned them, and they didn’t announce these. Now it’s different. She can’t live anymore. She wants to expose you, a beast, to **** before chemotherapy."

   "She said she will wait for you in hell... I will never let you go as a ghost..."

The wretched and thin man sweats profusely, yelled with a nervous breakdown, and slumped to the ground, "They seduce me! Who told them to not learn well at a young age, and to wear exposed and smile at me. It was they who hinted at me, me. Just give them an injection to educate these bad kids!"