Xue Ying's words were not difficult to understand. An Wen and Shao Yanshen looked at each other, and they both saw the bone-chilling coldness in each other's eyes.

The man's anxious eyes wandered wildly, as if he was looking for something.

"What kind of thing are you? What are you doing here without even hair? This is how your police do things? If you can't find my son, even if you suspect me? Can a father like me harm my own child? Did you make a mistake?!"

The man's tone was filled with righteous indignation, and he just described himself as a victim. It has to be said that his ability to beat back is really not to be underestimated.

But the man's hysterical appearance was full of loopholes in the eyes of several people.

Shao Yanshen said indifferently: "Since you are in such a hurry to find a child, why didn't you remind me once after reporting the crime?"

Men act like thieves shouting "stop thief", pretending to be the victim, and then waiting for the police to give an answer.

"I suspect that you know where the child is, and you're sure we won't find it, so you didn't plan to find the child from the beginning, but wanted to cover up the fact that the child died in your hands!"

Shao Yanshen didn't bother to talk about those nonsense, put his hands in his pockets, took out the bright handcuffs, and said indifferently: "Come with us."

The man immediately panicked when he heard this: "Why do you arrest me? Why do you say that I killed the child? Do you have evidence? If there is no evidence, I can sue you for defamation!!"

Anwen smiled and said: "Don't worry, when the body is found, the forensic expert will have it as evidence."

Xue Ying watched the man resist, but was pushed down by Shao Yanshen, and the handcuffs snapped on.

Looking away at the messy and cramped house, the faint smell of formaldehyde can tell that it has only recently been renovated.

Xue Ying took out the talisman, and when the baby ghost came out, it burst into tears when it heard the man's abuse.

The man's voice was more terrifying to the baby ghost than a demon, so that just hearing it made him cry heart-rendingly. Xue Ying had to recite the requiem spell dozens of times before he could calm down.

"Tell me where you are."

The baby ghost twitched, fluttered to the kitchen with its small hands, then sat on the rice bucket and did not move.

What does that mean?No need to guess at all.

"Fuck! Is this something people do?"

Mu Liunian cursed in a low voice, Xue Ying covered his mouth: "Don't talk."

"Oh no~" I couldn't help it~

The baby ghost looked curious about the baby's expression, probably wondering why cats can talk, but he couldn't figure it out when his fingers were smacking, so he had to float over to touch it.

"Meow meow meow!!"

Don't pull my hair, I'll do it!Neither can the tail!go down!I'm going to be strangled by you!

Just as Mu Liunian was entangled with Yinggui, Xue Ying tipped over the rice bucket, and there was a rotten smell in the scattered white rice.

Anwen walked in, and happened to see the corpse wrapped in rice grains and corpse insects. The appearance of death was very distressing.

The baby ghost who was playing around listened, tilted his head to look, and then floated over, as if trying to get back into his body, but after trying several times, he was ejected, making the baby ghost sob sadly.

"Hey..."

Xue Ying stood there with his head bowed, the broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, it was impossible to know what he was thinking, but his hands were tightly clenched, and his pulsating veins were holding back something.

After Anwen took the photo, he put on his gloves and knelt down to take out the corpse: "Xue Ying, help me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xue Ying turn around and go out. Anwen was stunned for a moment, and turned his body to watch Xue Ying striding towards the man.

At this time, the man was still relentless: "Fuck you, let me go immediately, or I will go to the police station to complain to you! I will sue you for beating citizens! Trespassing on a famous house, I will also sue you... ah!!!"

Xue Ying was furious, grabbed the man's clothes and punched his jaw out of the way, his whole body exuded gloom, and his eyes were even more gloomy to the extreme!

"I'm fucking your mother, how dare you... ah!!"

One punch, two punches... Xue Ying spattered the person's mouth and nose with blood. From the initial insults to begging for mercy, he couldn't even speak clearly at the end.

Shao Yanshen clamped the man's hands behind his back, and raised his eyebrows when he saw Xue Ying beating his parents who didn't know each other.

Mu Liunian felt itchy, so he also came to scratch his paws!

Anwen was afraid that the matter would become a big mess, so he quickly came over to hold Xue Ying up: "Okay, okay, there is no conclusive evidence yet, you will be detained like this."

Xue Ying shook him off, and asked coldly, "So what if the evidence is convincing? Can he be sentenced to death?"

Anwen moved his lips and fell silent.

"Heh." Xue Ying smiled sarcastically, picked up the cat and took the baby ghost away.

The door was slammed shut with a bang, and the shaking room trembled.

"What's the matter with this kid, so angry?" An Wen Zhang Er was puzzled.

Shao Yanshen emmmed and said, "Probably because he was exposed to cold violence when he was a child, so he fell in love with the scene?"

"Is this the way to touch the scene?"

"Oh, how should I use it? I'm not very knowledgeable, please teach me."

"Go, go, I really wonder how you got admitted to the armed police."

Shao Yanshen smiled and didn't answer.

Along the way, Xue Ying exuded an air of keeping strangers away. After returning to the apartment and closing the door, he gently slid down against the door, and finally squatted on the ground lifelessly.

It was the first time Mu Liunian saw him so depressed, and he was very worried: "Little Xue..."

"Don't talk." Xue Ying pressed him into her arms, using the cat's body temperature to drive away the coldness in her heart, she raised her head after an unknown amount of time, looked at the dazzling incandescent lamp and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know…"

"What can't you figure out? You can tell me."

Xue Ying laughed at herself when she heard the words: "I just don't understand why you have to give birth if you hate it?"

Mu Liunian knew the reason as soon as he heard it. Although he never asked, he knew that the relationship between Xue Ying and his father was not good.

"There is no father who doesn't love his children. Today's case is just a special case. You don't need to use it as a reference."

"Then how do you know if my father is one of the special cases?" After speaking, Xue Ying smiled bitterly.

"I should be glad that my family background is good, and my father doesn't have to pull me personally, otherwise, would I be like a baby ghost, tortured to death before the full moon?"

What's even more ridiculous is that the man abuses the baby ghost so much, and the baby ghost still wants to return to his body, because the man is the only relative, the father.

Heh... he is exactly the same.

it is ridiculous.

"No, no, you are so good, your father can't hate you, you have to believe in yourself."

Mu Liunian would love to die, in his heart, a young man like this should be carefree, vigorous and sunny, but Xue Ying is like an old man tortured by the world, without a trace of vitality.

"Don't be too sad. You can have a lot of things in your life. Maybe you will lose some because of your specialness, but maybe you can gain more because of it."

"Your father doesn't agree with you, that's because he's blind. You work hard, and in the future, you will make a name so that he can't afford it!"

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