Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

Zhang Hui got some information, reunited with Chu Xingman, and went back to school together.

She listened to Yang Wu's story about what happened next. Xiao Cui's nephew had been under high pressure from his parents for a long time and gradually developed psychological problems.

It is said that he likes sculpture and wants to apply to an art college, but his parents believe that studying art has no future and insist that he apply to the finance department, law school, or become a doctor or something.

Over time, he learned to have two faces in front of others and behind their backs. He often experimented on kittens and puppies behind their backs, bleeding them to make specimens, and plastering them to make statues.

Yang Zixuan was the first person he used as material. He saw Yang Zixuan, a child lost on the street, so he coaxed the child and said he would take her to find her mother.

Xiao Cui was having a passionate affair with her lover and didn't care about him at all.

He took the opportunity to hide the child in the house and threatened the child that if she cried, she would never see her mother again.

Yang Zixuan was an obedient child. She really didn’t dare to cry out loud and just looked at him quietly.

After two days, he finally figured out what to do with this rare material.

It's just that he is a little short of money, so he needs more plaster powder this time. Otherwise, if he runs out of it halfway through, that would be such a bummer.

He calculated the time and took a leave to go back home when his parents were not at home. He secretly took the New Year's money at home and bought a large amount of gypsum powder.

To ensure that everything went smoothly, he told Yang Zixuan that he wanted to play a game with her, and that she must not make any noise during the game. After the game, he would take her to find her mother.

Yang Zixuan believed it and let him paint on her body, and gradually she became a lifelike plaster statue.

In order to preserve the plaster statue for a longer period of time, he left a small hole for the child to breathe, which was a blessing in disguise for the child.

After the statue was perfectly made, he found that the child's hairband had fallen to the ground, so he threw it into the trash can without paying much attention. However, it did not go in but fell outside, and instead became a clue to find the child.

The child's health is stable and he will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Xiao Cui's nephew was also sent to a juvenile detention center for reform.

Zhang Hui told Chu Xingman all this. Chu Xingman's eyes turned red and she couldn't help but curse the murderer's viciousness.

How dangerous it was! If they had been a step later, the child would have been gone!

Zhang Hui silently hugged her to comfort her, "Silly child, there are many things like this. You will understand when you start working."

It was another weekend. After Zhang Hui finished his final exam, he went to pack his luggage.

She could leave school in the afternoon, and she had already found time to buy a ticket to go home at 2 o'clock. She would arrive home around 8 o'clock, which was not too late.

Chu Xingman is a local. She sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Zhang Hui packing his things with a sad look on her face. She pouted and said, "Can't you not go back? Or you can just go home and take a look. I'll be back in two days."

Zhang Hui laughed: "What about the New Year? Your whole family will be together, and I will be alone in the dormitory?"

"You can come home with me!" Chu Xingman suggested, and then suddenly had an idea: "Let me tell you that my brother is super handsome, why don't you two get together, and you become my sister-in-law, and then we can be together every day."

Zhang Hui laughed and said, "Your brother knows he should scold you now." Wanting her brother to be a tool and take him to her house just to play with her every day? This train of thought is really strange.

"Okay, the winter vacation is only more than a month, it will go by quickly." Zhang Hui pinched her pink little face.

Chu Xingman knew that he couldn't stop her from going back, and felt empty inside.

She has had more contact with Zhang Hui during this period and encountered so many interesting and fun things that she really doesn't want to be separated from Zhang Hui.

No matter how reluctant Chu Xingman was, Zhang Hui still followed his own arrangements, took the ticket and entered the train station.

The journey was unusually peaceful and Zhang Hui didn't hear anything unusual.

When we arrived at Beiyang Railway Station, it was already around 7:40 in the evening.

The sky is gloomy and it will probably snow again tomorrow.

There was not much luggage, so Zhang Hui carried his backpack and pushed the suitcase out of the platform.

There were not many taxis waiting at the exit, as it was cold and there were few people. Zhang Hui called a taxi, told the driver her address, and the driver helped her put her luggage in the trunk and drove off.

When they were almost at the entrance of the alley, Zhang Hui called a halt, fearing that the noise would alarm his grandparents, as the elderly sleep lightly and can be easily awakened.

After getting off the car, Zhang Hui looked at his cell phone. It was 8:10. A small snowflake fluttered down and he felt a chill on the back of his hand.

The snow started falling without my even thinking about it. When I wake up tomorrow, I will enter a world of ice and snow. That’s really nice.

She pulled her suitcase into the alley. Nine out of ten street lights in the alley were broken. The remaining one was still working firmly in the deepest part of the alley, emitting a dim light.

But this has no effect on Zhang Hui. In the eyes of a cultivator, the night is as bright as day.

She had just taken a step into the alley when she couldn't help but sigh. The smell of blood and the figure lying next to the trash can in the alley explained the current situation.

She stood at the entrance of the alley, took out her cell phone and quickly dialed An Yuchun.

An Yuchun woke up from his sleep, picked up the phone, looked at it, and wiped his face with his hand: "Hello, Zhang Hui, what's the matter?"

He had been busy for several days and nights and finally got some sleep.

The sound of sirens broke the silence of the night. When An Yuchun and Xiao Qingze arrived, the alley was crowded with people.

However, with Zhang Hui around, everyone was quite well behaved and knew they should not disrupt the scene, so they just whispered to each other and expressed their own opinions.

"Who is the person reporting the case?" a policeman asked, preparing to take a statement.

"Me!" Zhang Hui raised her hand. Seeing her helpless face and unable to go back home, Xiao Qingze wanted to touch her little head.

"Let me do it." He took down his notebook and walked over.

When Zhang Hui saw him, he pretended not to know him and told Xiao Qingze what he had seen and heard.

Fortunately, it was Xiao Qingze who came to record. He could understand her amazing eyesight and did not question her why she could see the victim from such a distance and in such dim light?

By the time she reached the entrance of the alley, the victim must have been killed a long time ago, otherwise she would have been able to hear his heartbeat and breathing.

Later, the French French Ligue 2 also confirmed her point of view, that the exact time of death of the victim was probably between six and seven o'clock, and the cause of death still needs to be confirmed by autopsy.

After completing the on-site investigation and taking the victim away, An Yuchun and Xiao Qingze nodded to Zhang Hui as a greeting, and then the two led the team away.

The people around were talking for a while; even the cold weather couldn't stop people's enthusiasm for gossip.

Zhang Hui yawned, and walked towards the courtyard facing his mother's surprised gaze.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back so that mom could pick you up? It's vacation, right?"

"I'm already old, no need to pick me up. I'll be back this afternoon when I have a day off."

The mother and daughter walked into the house while asking and answering each other, and the grandfather's deep and powerful voice rang out: "Who's here?"

Zhang Hui smiled and said, "Grandpa, I'm back! Go to sleep first, and we'll see you tomorrow."

When the grandmother heard that her precious granddaughter was back, she immediately stood up and said, "Are you hungry? Grandma will cook for you."

"I'm not hungry, not hungry, grandma. Don't get up. It's cold outside." Zhang Hui kept trying to stop her from getting up.

The mother and daughter both concealed the murder that happened outside, fearing that the old man would be frightened.

It is really true that man proposes, God disposes. She could have come in quietly without waking up the old man, but who knew that she would encounter a case.

After saying a few affectionate words to his mother, Zhang Hui was sent to bed.

Well, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Good night, Makkabaka.