Old Xu used the method of keeping a dog to fall in love

Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Liren, and I am very angry right now.

After I separated from Miss Xu Wenhua, I took the subway.There were still so many people in the subway as usual, so I just found a corner to hide in.

Unexpectedly, I saw a scene that made me angry at this time!

There is a salty trooper touching the girl's ass.

I'm angry, I'm angry.I want to yell and tell everyone to come over and see this damn crap.

But I calmed down, because I knew that after I yelled now, that salty pig hand could retract his hand immediately.

When he retracts, I won't be able to find evidence of his crimes, and a slanderous line from the salty pig hand will easily make the girl a target of public criticism.

For the face of the young lady, and for me to get this damn salty pig hand into the situation, I rationally took out my front and rear 3000 million soft light dual-camera mobile phone.

Turning the camera to silent shooting, I took several shots of this damn man's hand.Although there are many people in the subway, I didn't take good pictures, but it was enough.

I grabbed the man's hand and shouted, "What are you doing!"

The man looked at me in shock, and I also looked at the touched girl in shock, she is a flower girl!

The flower girl is not as recalcitrant as before, nor as sharp-tongued as before.Her eyes were red and there were tears, she must be extremely uncomfortable.

She looked up at me with her head up, and the tears in her eyes finally flowed down.

The people around me were also attracted by my voice, the man reprimanded loudly when he saw it: "What are you yelling at? Why are you arresting me!"

I glared at him and said, "You molested this young lady, please come with me to the promotion later!" The man looked quite obscene, but he was very strong, and I knew I would definitely not win. his.

The man laughed angrily and said, "What evidence do you have against me? You don't even look at this woman, why is it worthy of my obscenity?" After finishing speaking, he clenched his fist in front of me, a fist the size of a casserole pot , really scary.One punch from him and I'd be in heaven.

The people around did not come up either, but they pointed and some took photos online.

The young lady who was protected behind me gently tugged at my sleeve, not at all like selling flowers.She said softly, "Farewell." Her voice was as low as a mosquito's.

This is the case with many young ladies. They are obviously victims, but the perpetrators are even more brutal. The people around them are indifferent and even slutty. Humiliated. As a result, many young ladies can only endure it.

Patience, because there is no one to help them.

I know I am not the only one in the train who saw this incident, they did not come forward.

Yes, I didn't show up, and I didn't help the young lady; but!I help!

I held back my trembling, I stood in front of the young lady, and I looked directly at this tall man.

I said, "Let's get off at the next station, and then we will go to Jinju Bureau for investigation accompanied by subway staff. I have evidence in my hand."

The man was a little flustered when he heard my words and actions, but he still said in his loud voice: "If you let me go, I will go, who are you!"

I was silent, but I still grabbed his wrist.Catch to death.

I felt my sleeves being held tighter by the girl, strangling my wrist, and I held the girl's hand with my backhand.

Her hands were wet inside, and so were mine.I don't know why she's wet, but I know why I'm wet.

Because of my nervousness in the face of the enemy, I feel ashamed and angry because of the whispers of the people around me.

The people around spoke very quietly, but I could hear them, some of them insulted the girl, some looked at the girl behind me with their eyes, and some made some righteous voices but they didn't come up to stand with us .

Soon, the station is here.

I dragged the man out, but he couldn't move.After that, the man staggered out as if he had been pushed by someone.

The staff of the subway came soon, and they came with several men and several women.

The male is to restrict the man's movements, and the female is to appease the flower girl.

The flower girl thanked me crying, I scratched my head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, don't cry."

Then, I went to the Jinju with the flower girl and the subway staff and the men.

I was stunned when I saw it. This is where my dad works.

After all, it's a different department, so I didn't see my dad either, but I explained it to some other Jinju people.

I showed the photo, and the Jinju people compared the photo with the man's hand, and then asked the man: What's your excuse?

Men can only plead guilty in the face of ironclad evidence.

Next, I don’t need to stay in the Jinju, but when I left with the flower girl, I went back and grabbed a Jinju who gave us a statement and asked: “How many years will this man be sentenced?”

The member of Jinju gave me a surprised look, and said, "I don't know, but judging from his situation, he will probably be detained for less than 5 days or fined less than 500 yuan."

I was stunned.

I left Jinju with heavy steps, and at the gate I saw the flower girl, her eyes were red, but she had a smile on her face.

I don't know if this punishment is just for a man, or if it's just for a flower girl.

I just know that at least I have kept the flower girl's smile.

In the face of an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent; I don't want to wait until my mother and sister are molested before I stand up.

"Where is your home, I'll take you back." I said to the flower girl.

The flower girl nodded.

I took her home and her mother came out to meet me.A girl from a single parent family?

I refused to "sit at home" from the mother of the flower girl, I just told them to "take care".

After that, I went home.

After returning home, my mother, father, elder sister, and brother-in-law were all sitting at home.

As soon as I entered the door, I thought I had committed something, but after I entered and sat down.My father gave me a gratifying smile.

My mother, sister, and brother-in-law are also admiring me.They know what happened in Jinju, and they know what I did.They're proud of what I've done, proud of it.

Dad personally opened a bottle of good wine in the house and gave me a glass. After I drank it, my throat was burning.

It was so hot I couldn't stop coughing.

Dad said: "You kid, why can't you even drink wine." I smiled and didn't reply.

I asked my dad, "Will that man do it again?"

Dad was silent, we each took a sip of wine, and slowly the wine in my glass was finished.Dad said: "These punishments are mainly based on education. If he learns it, he won't commit it again. If he doesn't learn it..."

Dad didn't say the rest of the words, but I guessed: if men are not educated, then there will still be people who will continue to be molested by him.

I asked again: "Then why should we focus on education? We can't, can't we punish directly?" After a pause: "The point is, the punishment is heavier."

Dad said: "Because there is no love." Dad poured me another glass of wine: "Because there is love, I can't be truly ruthless, so I am humane, so I will be kind."

This time I was silent.

The wine is very mellow and strong.My tears came out, really, the wine was too strong.

I was probably drunk.

In a daze, I felt my dad moved me back to my bed and covered me with a quilt.I don't quite understand the look in his eyes, it seems to be looking at a prisoner, and it seems to be looking at his beloved child.

I don't understand, don't think about it, my brain is so dizzy.Go to sleep.

The moonlight was shining, and I saw a woman lying in front of me; next to me was a man wearing a dress that covered the whole body, holding a scalpel in his hand.The knife showed a cold light under the moonlight.

Her chest was ripped open.She is begging me for help.

The next day, when I woke up.My brain hurts, I feel like I've dreamed something, and I haven't dreamed it.In a daze.

Holding on to everything I could, I staggered onto the dining table.

Dad, Mom, they cooked porridge for me, and there was a bowl of soup in front of me.

Mom said: "Drink it, it's good for headaches." I glanced at Dad, and Dad's face didn't change at all.

Hmm... I'm really too weak, I can't even drink alcohol.

It was only a few cups yesterday, and he passed out so easily.Hey, I will buy two bottles and drink it by myself in the future.

I finished my bowl of soup for my headache, and then I started eating breakfast.

After eating, Dad went to change clothes.I looked at my mother in surprise, then at my father and asked, "Dad is also going to work today?"

My mother said: "It seems that there is another case recently. Your father came back a little earlier than you yesterday."

Well, the boss seems to be working hard.I don't know what the case is, but even a person like my father, who is about to retire, went back to investigate the case.

Alas, it's not peaceful.

After I finished eating the porridge, I told my mother that I was going back to the rental house.My mother said that I would not be allowed to live in the rental house, but I had to go to the rental house to pack my things anyway.

My mother asked, "Do you want me to go with you?" I shook my head. I haven't found out what's in my rental house yet. If my mother finds out about my hidden space for no reason, it would be a disaster.

I figured I was going to clean it up alone, and search the inside of my rental house inch by inch.At that time, I should be able to find out whether there are any strange things in my rental house.

If there are no hidden compartments in my rental house, and if I can't find evidence to support those murder paintings, then I can at least be somewhat sure that I am not the owner of the murder paintings.

After that, just see if the painting style of the author of "Psychiatric Diary" is similar to the murder painting.

I turned on my phone and found that the logistics showed that "Psychopath Diary" was delivered today.I happily went to tidy up the room.

The author has something to say:

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Last quiz: The author went to interview Comrade Xu, and then Comrade Xu dangled around with a scalpel, and the author ran for his life.

This issue's quiz: Is Lao Xu the owner of "Psychiatric Diary"?

A: Yes.

B: No.

Preview: Is there a hidden compartment in my rental house?Is the cartoonist the master of the murder painting?What is dad's case?Will the flower girl appear again?If you can predict what will happen next, just comment and you will know.