Siheyuan: I can change size at will

"what!!!"

Jia Dongxu screamed in horror, but his voice was instantly drowned out by Yang Weimin's continuous shrill howls.

The scene before my eyes was so terrifying and horrifying.

Yang Weimin was covered in bright red ketchup and couldn't tell which was Jia Dongxu's blood and which was his own.

The shrill howling seemed to be able to penetrate people's eardrums, making people feel pity.

Before long, workers outside the workshop were attracted over.

They were full of confusion and whispered to each other: "What on earth happened in the workshop? Why is someone screaming like that?"

"Could there be some kind of accident?"

"Which unlucky guy didn't take a good rest in the middle of the day and insisted on going to the workshop to work? He brought this upon himself."

"This kind of involutionary lunatic should die!"

Everyone rushed into the workshop to find out what was going on.

When they saw the situation at the scene, everyone gasped.

"Oh, who is this? He looks like he was smashed into a bloody mess by a piece of iron!"

"Yang Weimin, Yang Weimin, are you okay?" The scene was so horrific that it was impossible to watch.

At this moment, Yang Weimin had already suffered a mental breakdown. He weakly shouted: "Save me, save me..." Seeing this, the workers hurriedly said: "Quick, quick, send Yang Weimin to the hospital for emergency treatment!"

"Who is the person under this piece of iron?" A voice sounded in the crowd, with a bit of curiosity and uneasiness.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the huge block of iron that was hung high up. They saw a pool of blood flowing slowly, but they couldn't see clearly who was pressed underneath.

"Who cares who it is? He's dead anyway." A voice responded coldly, with a tone full of determination and indifference, "Save Yang Weimin first. He's still alive."

So, at this critical moment, people no longer investigated who was under the iron block, but hurriedly sent the injured Yang Weimin to the hospital, leaving behind chaos and panic.

After several hours of intense rescue, the doctors finally walked out of the operating room.

With fatigue and helplessness on their faces, they announced a cruel fact to everyone: Yang Weimin had to undergo amputation surgery due to his serious injuries, and both of his thighs were gone.

And the person who was crushed under the iron block was naturally dead.

After identification, he was found to be Jia Dongxu, a colleague who had a good relationship with Yang Weimin.

The steel mill took this accident, which resulted in one death and one injury, very seriously. They immediately cordoned off the scene and asked the security department to conduct an investigation together with the police.

The police comrades carefully explored the scene, looking for possible clues.

During the investigation, they found Cao Zhengshuang.

Cao Zhengshuang was another party involved in the accident. He explained to the police what happened: "Police comrades, Yang Weimin asked me to repair the bed during his lunch break, and I sacrificed my lunch break and went with him.

But soon after I got there, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach, so I went to the bathroom.

And then I came out and they were both like this, covered in ketchup.”

The police comrades investigated the people around him and found that what Cao Zhengshuang said was consistent with the facts and he did not lie.

Thus, Cao Zhengshuang got rid of the suspicion.

However, when Yang Weimin was questioned, he suffered a mental breakdown after seeing Jia Dongxu's miserable condition.

He burst into tears and said, "It was me who killed Jia Dongxu! I am so sorry to Jia Dongxu!"

The police comrades realized that there might be a bigger secret behind this accident.

So they interrogated Yang Weimin overnight. Under the strong psychological attack, Yang Weimin finally couldn't bear the pressure, and he confessed in tears: "It was me, Jia Dongxu and I, who teamed up to call Cao Zhengshuang into the workshop and planned to smash him to death with the iron block on the crane.

At the beginning, I repeatedly asked Jia Dongxu to check whether it was safe to drive, and he kept saying it was fine. But who would have thought that such an accident would happen! "

With irrefutable evidence, the police decided to arrest Yang Weimin.

However, considering that both his legs had been amputated, they decided to send two police officers to guard the door and wait until Yang Weimin recovered before sending him to prison.

However, Yang Weimin could not bear the inner torment.

He couldn't sleep all night, and recalled over and over again the scene of conspiring with Jia Dongxu to kill Cao Zhengshuang. He felt extremely remorseful and painful, and felt that he had committed a serious crime.

Finally, late at night, when everyone was asleep, he took advantage of the two police officers' inattention and secretly climbed up to the window with his bare hands.

He looked up at the dark night sky, took a deep breath, and then jumped down to end his sinful life.

Although Yang Weimin's death ended his sinful life, his name will forever be closely linked to the label of murderer.

His actions not only led him to a dead end, but also brought endless pain and shame to his family.

Yang Weimin's home was originally a warm and harmonious family, but because of what Yang Weimin did, they had to endure accusations and abuse from their neighbors.

These evil words were like sharp blades, piercing their fragile hearts again and again.

In the end, Yang Weimin's parents could not bear this mental torture and chose to leave their former home and look for a new start.

As an accomplice in this tragedy, Jia Dongxu's death also did not arouse anyone's sympathy.

In the steel mill's view, his death was his own fault and there was no compensation for it.

Jia Dongxu's home was filled with weeping. Jia Zhang sat in front of her son's black-and-white photo, tears streaming down her face. She sobbed, her voice filled with endless grief and despair.

The staff at the crematorium watched this scene. Although they felt that Jia Dongxu's body was easy to handle, they also felt sorry for Jia Zhang who could not see her son for the last time.

Liu Haizhong walked into the mourning hall, put down a piece of yellow paper, and left silently.

His relationship with the Jia family has always been bad, so he didn't feel much about Jia Dongxu's death.

In his opinion, he had survived the complete paralysis of his eldest son Liu Guangqi, so Jia Dongxu's death was nothing.

Qin Huairu was even more indifferent to Jia Dongxu's death.

In her opinion, it made no difference whether Jia Dongxu was alive or dead.

She was more concerned with surviving in the family than grieving for someone who had died.

In Jia Dongxu's mourning hall, only Jia Zhang was crying.

She could not accept her son's departure, and even more so, she could not accept the fact that her son died because of a crime.

The little boy Banggeng did not understand the adults' sadness at all. He just felt that the meals these days were especially rich and no one was competing with him for the delicious food, which made him feel extremely happy.