Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

[I want to hear what happened to you recently that your whole family couldn't bear to hear about.]

【plus one. 】

[It really is true that there is always something hateful about pitiful people. ]

【I'm all ears. Please tell us your story. 】

The woman sat up straight and spoke calmly, as if she was telling someone else's story.

"I was born in a remote area where the villagers have very feudal ideas. My biological father is a male chauvinist with a tendency to domestic violence. Most first-borns here are sons, so my appearance made him feel inferior. The clothes and things I used were all leftovers from the smaller boys in the neighborhood.

Because my mother didn't give him a son, we couldn't raise our heads in that family. We lived a life more tiring than servants every day. When I was old enough to go to school, he not only didn't let me go, but also made me go to the city to beg. If I didn't beg for money, he would beat me half to death that day. He thought people would pity such a child. "

[It's really pitiful. There are many families like this in remote areas. There's nothing we can do about it. But in such an environment, you should work harder to change your life. Why do you have to choose to kill people?]

[Some people are born to be extreme. You can tell by looking at his father. He must have inherited his father's genes.]

【First of all, I feel sorry for your misfortune, but this is not a reason for you to commit a crime. 】

[Popular science, is it the man who decides whether to have a boy or a girl? You are so angry because you don’t have the ability to give birth to a son. 】

[Now we are talking about the past life, and I paid a little attention to her. She said her biological father, so let's continue listening. ]

"When he went out to eat with his friends and died in a drunk driving accident, I was so happy. He was finally dead. I thought my mother would be happy too, but she was extremely sad. She cried every day and blamed herself for having no one to lean on and that I was the one who killed him.

Soon, she found another man and took me to marry that man's family. From then on, I was no longer muddle-headed and returned to the time when my father was still alive. At that moment, I knew that men were indispensable to her.

This step-husband was nice at first. He took us to live in the county town, in a community of 50 or 60 square meters. He allowed me to go to school, make good friends, and gave birth to a younger brother for me.

But the good times didn’t last long. One day he came home drunk. I was taking a shower at that time and he broke into the bathroom. I resisted in vain and experienced the most painful thing in my life.

My younger brother witnessed everything. He didn't try to stop it and didn't say a word. My mother saw me covered in blood in the bathroom. Instead of caring about my feelings, she beat me up and said I was a vixen who seduced her husband.

In order not to divorce that man, she condoned everything that man did to me. She hated me, hated me bitterly, and said that because that man didn't touch her anymore, I became the target of domestic violence in this family.

Life at school was not easy either. Because of my family background, many students bullied me. I was bruised and battered every day. I wanted to die and I was desperate. Finally, I told my best friend about it and she asked me to call the police.

After thinking a lot, I went to the police station to report the crime, but no one stood on my side. My younger brother, who witnessed everything, even lied, saying that our family was very happy and that I was a gangster and was fighting with people every day.

The police went to the school again and asked my classmates. Those classmates who bullied me colluded with each other and described me as a bad kid. Among so many voices saying that I was a bad person, only my friend spoke up for me, but her voice was too small.

In this way, I spent the first half of my devilish life. With my own efforts, I was admitted to a school far away. I finally escaped from this home. I have never been so happy.

But they still wouldn't let me go. After they found out I had a scholarship, they exploited me in various ways, asking me to work and transfer the money to them. They didn't need money at all, but I refused to give them money. They even went to school to make a scene, making all my classmates think I was an unfilial and stupid kid. I've had enough of this kind of life."

[…Is she the biological mother? She said her daughter seduced her stepfather and beat her bloody and defenseless daughter. Is there really such a mother? ]

[The mother may have psychological problems, possibly because of her previous living environment or her previous relationship, which made her feel that a woman cannot live without a man to rely on, even if the man is not a human being.]

[My younger brother is not a good guy either, no wonder he does that kind of thing when he grows up. ]

[He is a very capable person. He can survive like this. If it were me, I would have died long ago.]

[Although it is pitiful, murder is murder, and you must be punished by law. ]

Seeing that she had no intention of continuing, Jiang Ling asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I want to tell netizens that if you are bullied, you must call the police immediately. Otherwise, when you realize it too late and have no evidence, it will be too late. Everything will be too late."

After that, the woman donated all her assets to charity as she said at the beginning.

[Well, maybe she was still young at the time, or she was still concerned about her mother, so she didn't call the police immediately when she experienced that kind of thing. ]

[I don’t know how to judge this situation. ]

[Is she teaching us how to do things through her own pain? Damn, hard to judge.]

Jiang Ling's beautiful eyes were dazed, and she said, "As far as I know, Shao Guang's sister died a few years ago."

【? ? ? ? ? 】

[So you are not a human, you are a ghost, you are here for revenge? ]

[An evil ghost wants to turn himself in for revenge? If I hadn’t been watching the live broadcast in broad daylight, I would have really thought I saw a ghost… Sorry, I forgot that I actually saw a ghost just now. ]

[If it is a ghost, how should the police catch it? Hand it over to some special department or something? It would be better to send it directly to the underworld to receive punishment in the eighteen levels of hell.]

"If you want to tell the truth, then half of the truth is not the truth." Jiang Ling gently stroked Xiao Huang's head with her fingertips and said slowly: "Your real identity is the friend in the story just now."

[My child, is he a human? What’s going on with the heroine’s friend? What’s going on? ]

[Today really opened my eyes. That is to say...the girl who had experienced those things is already dead, and the one who killed her in revenge is someone else. Is he that girl's good friend? ]

[It seems that her name has a deeper meaning. I have to admit that I have changed from disgusting her at the beginning to admiring her now.]

【Killing is killing, there is no need to make so many arguments. 】

The woman was obviously stunned, and she didn't show her face to Master Jiang, so why did she know who she was...

Jiang Ling: "You are not only her good friend, she is also your best friend. You watched her commit suicide that day and you were filled with hatred. So you reshaped your face as much as possible to look like her, took her identity, and carried out your revenge plan."