The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

   Chapter 131 Retribution

   "Forgot to tell him to spit out the money!"

   It is unbearable to be abducted and defrauded, and the money to be deceived is not less than today!

   It was at this time that Rong Yinghui came back and heard such a sentence.

   "It's okay, the person has been controlled by the police, and the account has also been controlled. It is estimated that the defrauded money will be returned soon."

   Yan Miao: "So fast?"

"you do not say."

   Rong Yinghui was a little dumbfounded.

   "I haven't finished my phone call yet. I watched the man run out of the community and was about to call a car when he was held down by a few plainclothes who came out around."

   Rong Yinghui gestured.

"I asked about it, and someone called the police that he was fraudulent, and lied to them that his mother had such a serious illness because of her evil spirit, how much money was required, and some of the valuable things in the family were thrown at the designated place, ruining the money. The disaster said to see if he could save his life."

   "It's this routine again."

"Well, I found out that he will go to the designated places to collect things later, and then sell them as his own property. If your family is lucky enough to survive, don't care how hard the hospital doctor is, the final credit will be his own, if he doesn't save it, then It was because it was too late, or the financial strength was not enough, that this result was caused, and the bad was caused by others."

   gave Rong Yinghui an angry laugh.

"The more that person buried the old lady, the more wrong he thought, so he went to the police. He has already controlled his account and has been watching his itinerary. It is estimated that there are usually people covering him behind his back, so the police couldn't find anyone to arrest him for a while. If you have a chance, don't dare to scare the snake, this is a good time."

   Yan Miao nodded resentfully and said, "The wicked will be rewarded!"

  ***

  The entrance of the police station.

   The fake fortune teller who just got off the police car was pushed into the police station.

   Someone saw his figure in the transparent glass window and stood up excitedly, pointing at him and scolding.

   The fake fortune-teller had already broken the jar and snorted coldly, but did not respond.

Isn’t    choice made by them?

   Don't they believe what he said?

   Now that his family is dead, do you think it's all his fault?

   As for that little dumpling, the moment the police held him down, he found 10,000 excuses.

   These people always think that they are righteous, that they can save many people, and they are full of empty words.

   That little dumpling might have also found out about his past, and specially found such a child to deceive him, right?

   That kid is a genius, he is very calm, and his every word is very coherent. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be in a mess.

   to the interrogation room.

   "Ma Deyang, sit down."

   was called by his real name.

   He was still subconsciously trembling for a moment.

  The policeman had taken his place and looked up at him.

   "Ma Deyang, do you know why you came in?"

   "Don't you all know, what else do you ask?"

   Ma Deyang bowed his head indifferently and smiled.

   "There's no need to frame my words like that anymore."

   The interrogator frowned.

   Slap the table.

   "What's there? Let me tell you, explain what you have done, or say—"

  The policeman is very keen on this aspect. Looking at the other party's expression, he frowned suddenly, "Apart from those few scams, did you do anything else?"

   Ma Deyang was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned pale.

  —

  The evidence is conclusive, but only two days.

   The fortune-teller whom everyone fears has become a prisoner.

   He was wearing an orange-yellow labor reform uniform and huddled in his own little bed at night, and he still couldn't understand what was going on with Tang Jin.

  The surroundings are quiet.

   Several of his roommates were already snoring.

   He couldn't sleep, staring at the ceiling above his head.

   In a trance, he looked at the ceiling above his head with a strange expression.

   There was almost every light outside, but he could see the ceiling clearly, even the traces of rain soaked on the ceiling—

   Rain-soaked stains—?

   Was there any rain soaked stains on the top of your head before?

  I don't know when to start—

   The snoring of the roommates around also stopped.

   suddenly quieted down, the immersed and silent night swallowed everything, he was a little dazed and wanted to move, but soon found himself unable to move in horror.

   And the smudges on the top of the head gradually changed shape, slowly revealing the outline of a human figure.

  Suddenly, a silver-white light penetrated from the outside, illuminating the pair of dark and empty eyes, and a pair of hands slowly approached his neck.

   There was a rumbling outside.

  The thunder that came from the lightning for a few seconds in the evening made people feel even more hairy.

  The wiper fell to the ground, crackling.

   was strangled by the neck.

   It was only at this time that he followed the continuous thunder and lightning outside to see clearly what this man looked like—and that tall and protruding belly.

   "I touched it - I can touch it - I can touch it all this time-"

  The coolness on his neck made Ma Deyang terrified and in a trance, as if he woke up in the morning, and he often felt cold on his neck, as if the place had been blown by the cool wind all night.

   looked at each other's extraordinarily skilled movements and that crazy smile.

ghost…

   Ghost! !

   Help! !

   His lower bunk was awakened by the violent shaking above.

   It was raining crackling outside.

   He scratched his head and got up from the bottom bunk, "What are you doing? You don't sleep in the middle of the night, do you want to die?!"

  He stepped on the ladder and took a few steps up.

  Ma Deyang on the top bunk opened his mouth wide, blood gushing out from his mouth, and a thing that looked like a broken tongue fell on the side of the pillow.

   He couldn't hold back his terrified scream—

  —

   The timely discovery this time did not cost Ma Deyang a dog's life.

   It’s just that he lacks his tongue, so he can’t speak, and the police don’t believe in ghosts and spirits, whether it’s writing or communicating with electronic devices.

   even felt that he was frightening himself by pretending to be a ghost, and instead believed those things.

   As for the matter of Ma Deyang wanting to see a five or six-year-old girl, the two have nothing to do with it, plus Ma Deyang caused this accident, the above will naturally not agree.

   just replaced him with a single room and monitored his every move.

   And every night, no matter what was above his head, the female ghost would appear on time, ruthlessly strangling his neck, harder and harder each time.

   Ma Deyang was also diagnosed with serious mental problems and was sent to a mental hospital for treatment.

  The hospital was filled with howls of patients.

   He lay sluggishly on the bed, looking at the lines on the ceiling.

   Soon, that thing will reappear.

   His body shook violently with fear.

  The neck was covered by the familiar cold touch again.

When    was suffocated and fainted, he seemed to see the hunched little old man holding the ruler in his hand.

   "I hit you with a ruler to let you know that there is a degree of advance and retreat, and you must keep it in your heart!"

  —‘There are gods three feet above your head, how come you don’t see gods to make your life better? ’

   A childish and unconvincing voice sounded badly.

   This time he finally heard clearly what his adoptive father said.

"It's not about placing hope on the gods, it's about cultivating your heart, doing anything and doing it worthy of your deeds, then you can be clean and clean--Father can correct you in a few years, you have to see it yourself, baby, Get up, eat, and admit your mistake to Dad after dinner!"

   was woken up again.

   is no surprise.

   met the face of the man he had killed.

The    extreme hatred could not be resolved the moment she left, including the eyes that stared at him without doing anything.

   Including the occasional cursing of their relatives outside.

   His face was dazed.

  Quickly - burst into tears.

   This is half

   There is still half of the text and logic

   In the morning, wake up and change the hair

   Babies can watch it first, and see it tomorrow

   Ask for a ticket, refill

   (end of this chapter)