Ten minutes later, everyone led by Yin Peng were taken away.

Lu Zhiqiang was kept.

Zhang Da and his roommate also followed the police to the Public Security Bureau to cooperate with the questioning.

Lu Zhiqiang curled up in the corner of the room, his body shaking uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with despair and fear, and sweat kept dripping from his forehead onto the ground, as if it was a countdown to his passing.

His lips were cracked and he spoke tremblingly: "Wei...Weiwei...please, let me go. I...I don't want to die..."

Lu Zhiqiang's voice was filled with tears and was trembling so much that he could hardly speak a complete sentence.

"Do I want to die? Or does my sister want to die?" Weiwei's already bulging eyeballs bulged even more due to the change in her facial expression.

Lu Zhiqiang raised his hands and tried to beg for mercy, but he looked particularly clumsy because of fear. "I... I know I am guilty."

"But think about it carefully. It was your sister who committed suicide! I didn't kill her!"

"And you also know that I had no choice at that time. At most, I was an accomplice."

"And I'm sorry for your death. I was really scared at that time, and my nerves were on edge. If you hadn't provoked me, I wouldn't have accidentally killed you!"

Lu Zhiqiang's eyes were bloodshot, and tears and sweat mixed together, making his face look extremely embarrassed.

The two female ghosts slowly approached, and the eerie aura made Lu Zhiqiang's breathing more rapid. He widened his eyes and wanted to retreat, but there was a cold wall behind him.

Lu Zhiqiang lowered his head, not daring to look at him anymore. He waved his arms like a madman, “Don’t come over here…Don’t come over here!”

"Master Shen, please, save me! Save me!"

"I really know I was wrong, please, please..."

At this time, Shen Sangning had already turned around and left the house.

As for whether Lu Zhiqiang lived or died, she didn't care.

Weiwei could handle it however she wanted. Shen Sangning just said, "Don't hurt other people."

"Lu Zhiqiang, look up at me." Weiwei stretched out her pale and skinny hand and grabbed Lu Zhiqiang's hair, forcing him to look up.

Lu Zhiqiang met Weiwei's unusually bulging eyes and swallowed hard.

He was horrified to find that Sister Weiwei's figure was gradually becoming clearer. The resentment of the two sisters seemed to have solidified into substance, causing the temperature of the entire room to drop to freezing point.

"Lu Zhiqiang, it's been twenty years..." Weiwei gritted her teeth and said, her voice seemed to come from the abyss of the underworld. Her pale fingers tightly grasped Lu Zhiqiang's hair, and with a violent swing, she slammed him heavily against the wall.

Lu Zhiqiang's head was buzzing. Before he could react, Sister Weiwei stretched out her claw-like hand and slashed it across his face. Several blood marks appeared instantly, and blood gushed out. Lu Zhiqiang wailed in pain, his voice shrill and desperate.

"If the law can't sentence you, then let you experience the feeling of being worse off than dead!" Weiwei shouted angrily, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

The two sisters began to torture Lu Zhiqiang in turns. Sometimes the icy cold energy penetrated his body, making his bones seem to be frozen.

Sometimes an invisible force lifted him up high, and then threw him down hard, causing his body to suffer heavy blows again and again.

Lu Zhiqiang's spirit gradually collapsed in this endless torture, and he began to talk nonsense, trying to beg for forgiveness from the two sisters.

The two sisters Weiwei were merciless. They tore Lu Zhiqiang's soul apart bit by bit, making him feel pain deep in his bones.

Half an hour later, Lu Zhiqiang's eyes began to roll back, white foam came out of his mouth, and his body kept twitching.

"This is just the beginning. You will have to pay for the sins you have committed with endless pain for the rest of your life!" Weiwei roared, and a black evil spirit rushed directly into Lu Zhiqiang's mind, destroying his sanity.

Lu Zhiqiang's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and the scene before his eyes became distorted. He saw countless wronged souls rushing towards him.

When everything finally calmed down, Lu Zhiqiang had gone completely crazy.

He sat on the ground blankly, muttering some meaningless words over and over, with empty eyes.

Two days later, Lu Zhiqiang's wife took him back to the police station.

Looking at the crazy Lu Zhiqiang, his wife looked unusually calm, and there seemed to be a bit of excitement in her calmness.

His wife is ten years younger than Lu Zhiqiang and is just in her early thirties this year.

To put it bluntly, the reason why she married Lu Zhiqiang was for his money so that she could live a good life.

Otherwise, who would marry an old man who has been drained of his goodness by alcohol and sex?

She is also a woman with normal needs, okay!

Every time you have to accompany it with two "um" and "ah", that's right, just two.

You want to show more of your acting skills, but you are not given the chance!

It's just this thing, it's crazy.

The wife was also very happy!

With her eloquent tongue, the wife constantly appeased her parents-in-law, and on the grounds that the child was still young and the only bloodline of the Lu family, she transferred all of Lu Zhiqiang's property to her own name.

Later, his wife renovated an unused house and made the bedroom door modeled after the iron bars of a prison.

Every day the nanny would deliver meals to Lu Zhiqiang and clean the room on time.

At first, the room was clean.

But later, Lu Zhiqiang's behavior and emotions became more and more agitated, and the nanny did not dare to approach him easily.

From cleaning every day at the beginning, it became cleaning once a week.

The bedroom smells like a pigsty.

As for Lu Zhiqiang's wife, she never came to see him once.

Although she did not divorce Lu Zhiqiang, it never stopped her from having affairs with other men.

Moreover, before Lu Zhiqiang got into trouble, his wife had an affair with other men.

As time went by, the nanny who served Lu Zhiqiang became more and more daring.

Sometimes, I simply don’t go to cook for Lu Zhiqiang for two or three days.

Anyway, the owner of the house doesn't care and I can get my salary on time every month. As long as I don't starve to death, that's all!

Within half a year, Lu Zhiqiang became extremely thin.

As soon as you approach Lu Zhiqiang's bedroom, you can smell the pungent and even disgusting smell of urine and feces.

The nanny beat and scolded him: "How many times have I told you! You just can't remember!"

"There's a toilet in the bedroom! There's a toilet! There's a toilet!"

"You had to pee on the bed!"

At this time, Lu Zhiqiang was skinny and lay in bed all day without moving. He had lost all his strength and was no match for the nanny.

"Don't hit me... Don't hit me... Please, I know I was wrong... Don't come over here, don't come over here!" Lu Zhiqiang curled up in the corner of the bed, begging for mercy.

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