Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Lin Hongsheng was frightened when he heard this, and quickly begged for mercy: "Brother-in-law, please forgive us this time. Your son is fine, and since everything can still be salvaged, we..."

Wen Sheng shouted, "Shut up! My son is alive not because of your mercy, but because he was lucky enough to meet a master."

"How dare you, the Lin family, ask me to give you a break? When you were plotting against the Wen family, you never thought of letting my son go and letting the Wen family take over and raise your child."

"When you grow up, you will inherit everything from the Wen family. Then your Lin family can swallow up the Wen family. What a good plan."

Seeing that he showed no mercy, Lin Hongsheng was too lazy to continue begging. He stood up, dusted himself off, and said gloomily, "Are you sure you won't give us a way out?"

"In that case, there's no need for me to keep it a secret from you. Aren't you curious about why my sister, who was healthy, died of a massive hemorrhage?"

"That's because... she wouldn't listen, so I gave her some medicine. Once injected into her body, it would prevent the blood from clotting, and it would just flow out."

"Hahahaha!"

Wen Sheng's face turned pale when he heard this. He rushed over and punched him twice, grabbing his neck and yelling, "What did you say? Say it again, that's your biological sister."

"How could you kill her like this? Are you still human?"

Lin Hongsheng was not afraid at all. The Wen family had no intention of letting the Lin family go anyway. If the Lin family had a hard time, he would not let the Wen family have an easy time either.

He sneered, "What biological sister? She's just an illegitimate half-sister. In my eyes, she's just a tool. If a tool doesn't obey me, why keep her around?"

"It's a pity that she was so lucky that she gave birth to a sickly child. But this sickly child will die sooner or later, and by then your Wen family will have no successor."

"Instead of letting other families divide it up, why can't it be given to the Lin family? We are relatives."

When Wen Sheng heard these words, he couldn't control his anger.

He threw punch after punch, looked at the man whose face was covered in blood, and threw him to the ground, gritting his teeth and saying, "What's going on? When will the police come?"

"If you go home to the master, there are still about ten minutes left."

Seeing his crazy look, Yang Zhenzhen didn't dare to say a word, for fear that the fist would fall on her. She was also involved in the Wen family's extinction, so she didn't want to be dragged into revenge.

Ten minutes passed quickly and sirens sounded outside. Wen Sheng briefly explained everything to the police and got into the car with them to go to the police station.

I don't know how much time passed before I got off the car and arrived at the police station. Looking at the brightly lit and busy policemen, I looked away and entered the interrogation room.

Police Information Processing Center

One person looked at the missing persons report information, printed it out, and then looked at each one of them, frowning, muttering, "How can it be such a coincidence? They're all missing freshmen."

The person next to him rubbed his eyes, which were already dark from staying up all night. He stretched and stood up to stretch his body.

Hearing this, he came over to take a look and said, "Oh, really. Maybe he went out to work during the summer vacation, or was he deceived on the way to northern Myanmar? College students are very naive. I wonder if he was deceived."

The man with glasses shook his head. "No, according to the person who reported the case, their children didn't get into university, but they suddenly received the admission notice a few days before school started."

"It seems to be called Qiushui Private University. Tuition is free, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all provided. These parents just put their children on the bus, no, from a certain place, and the school bus picked them up."

"According to the parents, they were able to contact them that day, but they couldn't get in touch with them after that. They don't even know the exact location of the school. Isn't that weird?"

Hearing this, Dark Circle shook his head: "Impossible, what era is this now? Smartphones are everywhere. How could we not be able to contact each other?"

"And we couldn't even contact more than ten of them. Rather than believing in something spooky, I think someone set it up and took the students away to northern Myanmar."