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Chen Ming He came back this evening with a head injury and blood flowing, holding a doll with a silver needle stuck in it.
I actually didn't feel any pity for him. I just said "Are you okay?" and then turned back to continue watching TV.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and sat down next to me, calling out, "Hurry, get some medicine!"
I had just gotten up when several men suddenly rushed in through the door, and I was so scared that I screamed. One of the tattooed men came over and slapped Chen Ming's face, saying, "Remember, you owe us money, and it's overdue. The interest has doubled! If you can't pay back next month, I don't know what I might do."
"And your wife has a nice figure. You better pay on time." The tattooed man looked at me with a playful expression, then he and the other men left.
I stood there with lingering fear in my heart, feeling like my mind had been emptied for a moment.
9
The TV was broadcasting a case of a missing pregnant woman, and it was reported that another pregnant woman had gone missing the day before yesterday.
I was watching TV when Chen Ming put on his coat and went out. It's strange that he's been running out early in the morning these days and giving me some so-called Fetal-nourishing soup at night, sneaking around and I don't know what he's up to.
I stared at his figure for a while and decided to follow Chen Ming to see what he was up to.
After he went downstairs, he hailed a taxi. I immediately flagged down another one and followed. The car drove for two blocks and then stopped in front of a store. He got out and bought a pack of cigarettes before starting to walk.
I quietly followed behind Chen Ming, trying to keep a certain distance. After walking for more than ten minutes, he arrived at a Western-style house. After a while, a man in a suit with a cane came out, looking to be around fifty years old.
They chatted at the door for a while before going inside the house. I couldn't follow them in, so I had to hide and watch for a while. When there was no movement, I returned home the same way.
I thought for a long time at home, realizing that as a weak woman, it would be very difficult for me to find out anything. In the end, I asked Yang Zongcheng for help with the investigation.
After three days, Yang Zongcheng brought back some photos.
The photos showed Chen Ming talking to the man with the crutch from that day, as well as scenes from the mansion. Inside the house, there was red lighting, an altar with many terrifying dolls, and underneath the altar, there was a stretcher with a comatose young boy lying on it, with tubes inserted all over his body. There were also many embryos soaking in transparent jars nearby.
I couldn't help but vomit when I saw these scenes.
Yang Zongcheng helped me to sit aside and said, "I have investigated that man. He is a local tycoon who seems to have hired a sorcerer from Southeast Asia to use witchcraft to extend his son's life..."
I remembered the recent case of a pregnant woman going missing, and suddenly understood why Chen Ming wanted the baby in my belly!
10
It was past 8 o'clock in the evening, and Chen Ming still hadn't returned home. I started packing my bags secretly, knowing that this place was not suitable for staying long.
As I was stuffing clothes into the suitcase, a figure suddenly flashed by the window, and my heart immediately tensed up. Was it Chen Ming coming back?
I quickly got up, pushed the suitcase under the bed, and tremblingly asked, "Chen... Chen Ming, is that you?"
There was no response from outside the house.
I took a deep breath and was about to open the door when I heard a sound of fighting coming from the next door, the Yang Zongcheng family. It quieted down after two or three minutes.
I accelerated, not sure what to do. I want to call the police, but I'm afraid of causing trouble. After much hesitation, I finally decided to go and see what had happened.
I cautiously walked out of the house and found that the lights were on in Yang Zongcheng's house. There was no sound, just dead silence, and a pool of blood seeping out from under the door.
I was so scared that I was about to scream when the door suddenly burst open and Yang Zongcheng appeared at the doorway. He covered my mouth and dragged me into the room. He looked extremely disheveled, with bloodstains on his body.
I looked at him in terror, not knowing what he was going to do.
He gasped and said, "That man has come back again."
"Who, where, which man?" I asked in panic.
"That day, wearing a black head cover, was the man who wanted to violate you," he suddenly pointed inside the room.
I turned to look, and saw a large pool of blood, next to a man's body.
I tightly covered my mouth, trying not to make any sound, but my heart was uncontrollably racing. Yang Zongcheng also looked panicked, gasping for breath and his eyes filled with deep fear.
"He was peeping at you just now, I caught him and a fight broke out. I accidentally... accidentally killed him..." Yang Zongcheng slumped to the ground, holding his head.
I looked at the body on the ground, the man was still staring with his eyes, undoubtedly this pair of eyes belonged to the Headscarf man who tried to violate me that night. Sure enough, it was this man who had been peeping at me recently.
"What should I do now?" I looked at the body, then at Yang Zongcheng, and a complex mix of emotions surged within me, gratitude towards Yang Zongcheng and fear towards the scene before me.
Yang Zongcheng rubbed his face and said, "You go home first, just act like nothing happened, and leave this to me to handle."
I nodded and silently left Yang Zongcheng's house. By the time I got home, it was already late at night, and I felt lost and confused for a moment.
I closed the door and windows, drew the curtains, and wrapped myself tightly in the blanket. I tried to forget everything I had just seen, but those images lingered in my mind like a nightmare.
I couldn't fall asleep all night. Every time I closed my eyes, I would see the scene of the man lying in a pool of blood. I didn't know how Yang Zongcheng would handle this, and I didn't know if I should report it to the police. But thinking that Yang Zongcheng had committed this murder to save me, I couldn't bring myself to expose him.
The next day, as soon as I got up, I went to knock on Yang Zongcheng's door. He quickly opened the door, his eyes bloodshot, obviously having not slept all night.
The bloodstains in the room had all been cleaned up, and the smell of blood was gone, replaced by the scent of disinfectant.
"How did you handle that person?" I asked softly.
"I chopped them into pieces and put them in my freezer," came the reply.
I was shocked for a long time and said, "Then, what should I do next?"
"Don't worry, I won't implicate you," he said, then closed the door.
I returned to the room feeling uneasy, continued packing my bags, and before long, I heard the sound of a meat grinder coming from Yang Zongcheng's house. I immediately understood how he disposed of the body.
Sure enough, before long, he turned the ground meat into patties and took them downstairs to feed the stray dogs.
When I saw the group of stray dogs downstairs devouring those meat patties, I couldn't help but rush back to the toilet and vomit. After vomiting, I quickly washed my face, grabbed my suitcase, and prepared to leave.
I really couldn't stay in this place any longer. I felt like a tangled mess in my heart, panicked, anxious, and fearful.
Just as I stepped out the door, I looked up and ran into Chen Ming. He looked at me coldly and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I, I, I'm going to stay at a friend's house," I hurriedly replied.
Chen Ming grabbed my hand and said, "Come with me to the hospital for a prenatal checkup."
"I'm not going!" I pushed him away and tried to leave.
He suddenly covered my mouth, carried me into the room, and just as I was about to scream for help, he slapped me hard on the back of my neck, and I felt everything go black before losing consciousness.
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