Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The paper cranes flew all the way to the master bedroom and circled around the closet.

Seeing this, the police opened the wardrobe and reached in to feel around. He soon touched something like a disc. He turned it hard, and the sound of gears turning could be heard.

The wardrobe opened to the sides, revealing a small door.

Seeing this, several people were instantly nervous and broke the small lock on the door. As soon as they pushed the door open, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of excrement rushed straight to their heads.

My eyes were so smoked that I couldn't open them, so I put on a gas mask and went in with a flashlight. Soon, the children were carried out one by one.

His hands and feet were tied, his mouth was taped, and his clothes were covered with bloody marks from being whipped. He was dying, and he struggled to open his eyes and looked at them, his eyes full of pleading.

Looking at the miserable state of the dozen or so children lying on the bed, everyone couldn't help but gasp. If they hadn't been found today, these children would probably not have survived after a night.

Seeing this, the old man's face darkened and he shouted, "So what if they find out? I'm already so old, no one can shoot me, hahahaha."

Zhao Ming rushed forward and punched the man, causing him to bleed from the corner of his mouth. The police glanced at him and turned away, pretending not to see anything.

"Let's go, take the children out and go to the hospital first."

Thousands of paper cranes landed in Zhang Ting's hands, and a deep voice came: "Remember, don't go out before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, otherwise there will be bloody disasters."

Zhang Ting nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of trust.

"I understand. Thank you, Master Su."

"Um"

The thousand paper cranes flew in front of the police again, and Su Chen's voice came: "Comrade police, the human traffickers' den is located at XXXX. They will be moved away before dawn tomorrow. You must catch them as soon as possible."

Police: “…Are you sure?”

"Of course, if we don't go to the hideout tonight, once those children are moved away, it will be difficult for you to find them again."

"Okay, thank you very much... Master, we'll arrange for the police to search for them right away. If we can catch them all, you will definitely get the reward."

"Well, hurry up."

In the eyes of everyone, the thousands of paper cranes slowly turned into starlight and disappeared in an instant.

The police officers looked at each other, their eyes unable to conceal their surprise. "Don't look anymore. Save the child immediately. We can deal with the rest later."

"Captain, do you think this is reliable?"

"No matter whether it's true or not, we have to go and check it out. If it's true, we can't afford the consequences. Even if it's false, it's just a wasted trip and a waste of time."

"Yeah, got it. Let's go find it right away."

*

On the other side, Su Chen was connecting with the last fortune teller, a middle-aged man with dark circles under his eyes, swollen eye bags, black lips, and a half-dead look.

He said weakly, "Hello, Master Su. My name is Wang Ze, I'm forty years old. I run a company and make a pretty good living, but I've been feeling unwell lately."

I had a dry mouth, a bitter taste in my mouth, nightmares, and no energy at all. I went to the hospital for a checkup, and they said there was nothing wrong with me and told me to just eat more.

[Huhu, but I, but I can feel my body getting worse and worse. I even urinated blood. How can there be nothing wrong?]

Su Chen glanced at him. There was a black poisonous aura lingering on his face. It was obvious that he was poisoned. If he continued like this, he would not live for more than a year.

"Okay, I see. Things haven't been going smoothly at home lately."

Wang Ze was stunned when he heard this, then gave a bitter laugh: "I can't hide it from you, Master. Things have been a bit chaotic at home lately. I've been feeling weak, and my wife is very unhappy with me."

[You still suspect I'm having a mistress outside? Heaven and earth can bear witness. I'm usually busy with social events and I'd rather have a few pets to myself. How could I have such thoughts?]

"Master Su, please help me calculate whether I have a terminal illness. If so, I will make arrangements for my wife and children as soon as possible and not burden them any more."

The barrage of comments started to appear.

Fragile Heart: [Wow, what a good man! Even when facing life and death, he still puts his wife and children first. Such a loyal and righteous person is so rare.]

Macho men love pink: [Humph, even so, my wife still gets suspicious. I have to say, we men just have it so hard.]