Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

After listening to Lin Ruchu's crying, the three policemen looked at Chen Jiayi with a strange look in their eyes.

Oh my God, are there any daughters like this in the world?

When her husband beat her, her mother came to her house to stand up for her, but the daughter actually stood on her husband's side.

Isn't this a typical case of being ungrateful in love?

Not to mention that his own mother didn't beat her husband, wouldn't it be right for her to beat him up? Besides, they had already consulted a doctor before entering the house, and the medical records confirmed that there were no obvious scars on Ou Jiabao's body.

Chen Jiayi couldn't stand the contemptuous looks from the policemen.

"It was you who beat Jiabao, I saw it with my own eyes, and you actually refused to admit it."

She said disappointedly: "You taught me since I was a child that people should not lie..."

Lin Ruchu rolled her eyes inwardly: It was your mother who educated you, but I am not your mother. But she said expressionlessly:

"When you were little, I taught you not to eat shit, but you still insisted on marrying Ou Jiabao, a domestic abuser who lives off you?"

The young policeman burst out laughing when he heard this.

The two older ones were also trying hard to hold back their laughter. They were professionals and generally couldn't laugh.

Chen Jiayi stamped her feet in anger: "Mom~"

"Don't call me mom." Lin Ruchu waved her hand.

"I worked so hard to raise you, fed you, clothed you, sent you to school, and scolded you, and all you get in return is you want to send me to the ballet class?"

Lin Ruchu thought about the original owner's experience and felt that it was not worth it:

"Since you don't care about my kindness in raising you, why don't you return the money I spent on you over the years and just part ways as mother and daughter?!"

"It just so happens that I'm very short of money right now..."

Chen Jiayi was squeezed to this extent by Lin Ruchu, so she just gave it her all:

"Mom, I didn't want to do this to you. You were really too harsh on Jiabao. Look, Jiabao can't even get out of bed..."

"Oh, you can't get out of bed?"

Lin Ruchu turned his gaze to Ou Jiabao, who was lying on the hospital bed pretending to be dead.

Ou Jiabao's eyes flashed.

He had discovered last night that after being beaten by Lin Ruchu, the pain all over his body was real. However, the pain was more like seeping from his bones, and it did not affect his sitting, lying down or walking.

It was Chen Fang who suddenly had an idea. While Chen Jiayi was away, she secretly discussed with him: We can't take this beating in vain.

It would be better to take advantage of this opportunity and let him pretend that he can't take care of himself, and see if he can get any clues out of Lin Ruchu.

Ou Jiabao applauded.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the mother and son started, Chen Jiayi took the initiative to cooperate.

However, the mother and daughter didn't expect Chen Jiayi to insist on calling the police, and could only privately lament Chen Jiayi's cruelty. They just wanted Lin Ruchu's money, but Chen Jiayi, their biological daughter, seemed to want more.

But what does it have to do with them? They just want to enjoy the results.

So when Lin Ruchu asked this question, Ou Jiabao put on a painful expression and nodded.

It means that I really can't reason properly.

Lin Ruchu also nodded. She remembered that in the previous small world, she had refined a kind of "dancing pill" according to the "Poison Sutra", but she had never had the chance to test it. It would be better to let Ou Jiabao try it.

I immediately asked Jiujiujiu to help me with the release.

Ou Jiabao was nodding his head vigorously when he suddenly felt something stuck in his throat. Then, with a loud gulp, he swallowed a large pill with great difficulty, choking him so much that he rolled his eyes.

Lin Ruchu: “…”

It seems that the balls she made herself are inferior to those made by other cultivators and produced by the system.

Jiujiujiu is the same. He doesn't even let the child drool. Look how he choked.

Maotuanzi: Is it my fault?

It happened so quickly that within two seconds after the meatball went into his stomach, Ou Jiabao suddenly sat up straight, stretched his neck, his eyes wide open, and looked around as if he was looking for something.

Then he jumped to the ground, without even wearing shoes, and started dancing barefoot on the ground.

While jumping, he shouted:

"Let's move, everyone, move together, yo, yo... hey, hey!"

Good guy also deserves to be happy.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Ou Jiabao jumped over and grabbed Chen Fang's hand:

"Raise your hands, my friend on the left."

He ran over and grabbed Chen Jiayi's hand: "Friends on the right, raise your hands... Let's move together..."

"Hi, hi, hi, hi!"

The three policemen’s eyes widened. Were they dazzled? What was going on?

Lin Ruchu said coldly:

"Comrade police, please see clearly. This is not the appearance of someone who can't get out of bed, right?"

The three of them nodded unconsciously.

Lin Ruchu used a little more mental power to hint:

"Then shouldn't the three of them be punished for making a false police report?"

The three of them nodded again.

No problem.

The final result of the handling of this matter was: Chen Jiayi was criminally detained for 15 days for false accusation and reporting a false alarm, while Ou Jiabao was suspected of mental disorder and was sentenced to compulsory treatment in a mental hospital for one month.

Let’s just talk about Ou Jiabao.

That "dancing pill" caused him a lot of trouble.

This was Lin Ruchu's first time refining the medicine, and perhaps because the drug was too strong, Ou Jiabao danced wildly in the mental hospital for three days and three nights.

Except for a short rest when taking a strong sedative to sleep, the rest of the time must be spent jumping and dancing.

Especially when someone's cell phone rings nearby, or there's music or something, he'll dance like crazy and can't stop at all.

When the effect of the medicine finally wore off, Ou Jiabao had lost nearly ten pounds.

The whole body is free of greasiness, which is more effective than diet pills.

When Lin Ruchu teleported over to see the scene, she looked at the man who seemed to have a hint of the "male protagonist" aura after suffering a great disaster, and was thoughtful.

At the same time, Chen Jiayi's life in the detention center was not easy either.

When the people in the same cell heard that she was in jail for making a false report to the police in order to put her mother in jail, they all looked down on her.

The fact that they can commit crimes means that their families of origin have some problems, but this makes them particularly long for maternal love and family care.

I heard that there were people who were falsely accused by their daughters because their mothers defended them. How could I not feel hatred?

Therefore, Chen Jiayi usually ignored everyone. When she was getting food or working together, people she met would bump into her intentionally or unintentionally, causing her to spill food on herself several times.

Then, Chen Jiayi reported and complained about these people every few days, which made the guards very impatient with her.

They hate troublemakers the most.

Since you've committed a crime and are doomed, you should curb your temper. You've only been here a few days, can't you just be patient and quiet down a little?

Therefore, the assignment of tasks was particularly targeted at her.

This made Chen Jiayi's life particularly difficult, and she really felt like each day was a year.

But Chen Fang never came to visit her for a single day.

At night, Chen Jiayi lay on the hard wooden bed, cursing Lin Ruchu constantly.

She felt that her life was in dire straits. Lin Ruchu, on the other hand, felt that compared to the three years in prison in her previous life, only 3 days of detention was too cheap for Chen Jiayi.

As for Chen Fang, because there was no evidence to prove her involvement in the conspiracy, she luckily escaped and did not receive any punishment.

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