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Before Zhang Hui could even step into the station, Zhao Zewei called him to get in the car.

The police car arrived at the Nanshili community whistling and blaring the siren, and an ordinary house appeared in front of them.

A group of people gathered at the gate of the courtyard, pointing and talking inside, whispering to each other and gossiping from time to time.

"I knew long ago that something bad was going to happen to this family! His son is always causing trouble."

"That's right. When he was one or two years old, I heard that his mother accidentally burned her hand while feeding him, so he bit her hand fiercely. He's a wolf cub, and you can't tame him."

"Hey, what do you know? There's something wrong with his genes. I heard online that it's called male-something syndrome."

Zhang Hui's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of the boy he and his mother met at the supermarket entrance. Are there many children with this disease?

Or is it that the family where the accident happened today is the boy’s family?

When the crowd saw the police appear, they immediately made way for them to enter.

This family has a big yard, and there are several vegetable beds on the left side, such as cucumbers, tomatoes, beans, etc., and they produce a lot of fruits.

There was a large water tank next to it, probably used to water the vegetable fields, but now it became a cold crime scene.

There was a mat on the ground next to the water tank, and on the mat was a little boy about three years old, lying wet and soundless.

Zhang Hui recognized him at a glance. The little boy was none other than Xiao Pu Tao!

She couldn't believe it. She had just seen Little Grape a few days ago, and she was still smiling at her, but today she was lying coldly in front of her.

She immediately used her spiritual sense to check and found that the child had indeed drowned and there was no sign of life.

The evidence collection, technical investigation and scientific identification teams immediately began work.

Li Chengkun took Zhang Hui and Zhao Zewei into the inner room.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Hui found that he met another acquaintance.

Wang Lihua wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and came over to greet Xiao Shitou, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV intently.

"How did you find the child?" Li Chengkun began to ask.

Wang Lihua's tears fell again. She choked up and said, "I woke up from my nap at noon and didn't hear Xiao Shitou's voice. I was afraid that he would cause trouble again."

"I came out to check and saw him sitting there quietly watching TV, so I came out to water the vegetable garden. Who knew that as soon as I opened the lid of the water tank..."

Zhang went back to make a note for Xiao Shitou, "Hello, I know your name is Xiao Shitou, right? Do you know the little boy lying outside?"

"I know him, he's the neighbor's kid." At this moment, Zeng Haoyu looked like a good kid who knew how to behave and when to retreat.

"Then do you know how he got into the water tank?"

"He said it was hot and wanted to go swimming in the river. I told him there was water in the tank and he could go play in the water."

Zhang Hui's heart trembled, and he continued to ask: "Why do you want him to play with water in the water tank?"

Zeng Haoyu answered seriously: "Don't the teachers in school and you adults always tell us not to swim in the river?"

When Wang Lihua heard this, she cried even louder. She never thought this was the reason.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the gate of the courtyard, and someone was shouting that he wanted to rush in and fight the murderer.

Zhang Hui couldn't stand the suffocating atmosphere in the room, so he handed the transcript to Zhao Zewei, asked him to continue, and went out to see what was going on.

The person struggling desperately outside the courtyard gate to get in was Xiao Pu Tao's father Chang Youde, and the person sitting on the ground dejectedly next to him was his grandfather.

I didn’t see Little Grape’s mother and his aunt.

"Little Grape, open your eyes, I'm your daddy!" Chang Youde broke free from the restraint of one hand and was about to rush in, but the other hand tightly grasped his arm.

"Let me in! That's my son! Wang Lihua, come out! Your son killed my son! Don't think I can do nothing to you just because you're hiding in the house! I'm going to sue you!"

Inside the room, Wang Lihua's heart was in a knot, her mind was in a daze, she didn't know what to do, and she didn't dare to imagine what kind of punishment her son would receive.

Zhang Hui walked to the door and stopped Chang Youde from shouting: "Don't shout, let the technical detectives collect evidence. We will definitely not let Little Putao lose his life in vain."

Chang Youde recognized that she had sent Xiao Pu Tao home, so he shut up and waited for the evidence collection to be completed.

The tedious and detailed evidence search was finally over, and Little Grape was taken back to the City Bureau's Law Office B.

Wang Lihua took Xiao Shitou to the Municipal Bureau detachment and waited for further investigation.

However, within just one day, the news that a child with super male syndrome killed a three-year-old child spread wildly throughout Beiyang City.

Citizens all changed color when they heard the word "Xiong". People who gathered in the streets and alleys to chat talked about this topic incessantly and enthusiastically, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

In the First Municipal Hospital, the Second Municipal Hospital and other clinics, doctors and nurses are all asked what super male syndrome is.

More and more young people continued to search for this term on the Internet, and for a while the term became very popular.

The next afternoon, Zhang Hui rushed to the funeral home. She had asked Xiao Qingze and learned that Xiao Putao would be cremated and buried soon, and she wanted to see her off for the last time.

Walking through the cold and gloomy corridor lined with white tiles, before reaching the door of the morgue, a chill rose from the soles of my feet.

Zhang Hui turned the corner and saw a woman who was hunched over with her ear pressed against the door of the room and eavesdropping.

That's Grape's mother! Why doesn't she go in?

Zhang Hui moved his ears and the sound in the room became clearly audible in an instant.

"Don't be sad, your son doesn't want to see you like this." It was Chang Youde's voice.

"Wow... Little Grape, this kid, why does he believe everything others say!"

"Little Grape, Mom is waiting for you to reincarnate again, you must remember to come find Mom!"

With a "bang", the door of the room was violently slammed open, and the man and woman inside screamed in fright.

After seeing who it was, Chang Youde's face turned pale and he asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Rui sneered, "What am I doing? Can I be as dirty as you, Chang Youde? Hooking up with your own sister behind her back, how shameless!"

"I'm just going back to my parents' home, and little Grape..." She looked at the small body on the bed, tears streaming down her face.

She suddenly wiped away her tears with her hands, glared at Chang Le fiercely and asked, "What did you just say?"

"Little Grape is your son? Are you sick? Little Grape was the product of my ten months of pregnancy and the hard work of giving birth to him, so how can he be your son?"

"If you want to hug your son, go home and hug your Xiao Kun, don't bother with Xiao Pu Tao!"

Chang Le put down his hands that were covering his face and shouted at the top of his lungs: "He is my son! I adopted Xiao Kun, and the one born from your belly was a stillborn baby!"

Zhou Rui was stunned. A dead fetus? No no no! Impossible! Her son was Little Grape!

"No! You lied to me! I don't believe what you said!" Her face turned pale in an instant, and her eyes looked back and forth between Chang Youde and Chang Le.

"Chang Youde! Say something!"

Chang Youde stood there blankly, his face expressionless: "Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore. Little Grape is definitely not your son."