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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 full of horror, "You need evidence to arrest me. You can't arrest anyone without evidence!"

"Who said that we have no evidence? Why are we looking for you if there is no evidence? It hurts to go with us?" The policeman grabbed 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 are talking about, I won't go..."

"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 your circumstances are bad, y country 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 managed to live the lives of ordinary people with Lin Anxin's help, and it was impossible for them to jump out and bite him.

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had too much reaction, and he forced a smiling face that was uglier than crying and forced him to explain, "No, I mean it's impossible for her to 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 cancer of the uterus. She is alive soon. , Of course you have to report the culprit."

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

"You know what you have done yourself, and I am curious. Are you not afraid of going to **** when you do things that are inferior to those children? 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 home, 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 devour the soul. Do you say she will devour your soul?"

The wretched 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 but you, we have evidence." The policeman threw a recorder in front of him, and the 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'll be obedient, 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, orphan The hospital also banned them, and they didn’t announce these things. 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... even a ghost will never let you go..."

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!"

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