One of the police officers said expressionlessly: "It's not up to you to decide whether you are innocent or not. Liu Xiaobao has confessed everything. Even if you don't cooperate, we will definitely catch you, but then we will also punish you for covering up!"
Zhang Changhe took a step forward: "Auntie, Mancang, you can't be confused. My comrades from the police have already said that Baozhu will be given a lighter sentence if he turns himself in. He is still young. He really has to spend ten or eight years in prison. He will spend the rest of his life
But it’s ruined.”
However, no matter how they explained their stakes, Mrs. Chen and Chen Mancang both insisted that they did not know where Chen Baozhu had gone.
In the end, everyone had no choice but to come out of Chen's house.
"When a suspect commits a crime for the first time, he usually hides at a relative's home. Do you know the address of his relative?" a police officer asked.
Chen Lifei: "Chen Baozhu's uncle's family lives in Xiaoxiguan. I can take you there."
Several police officers did not hesitate after hearing what she said, and immediately got on their bicycles and headed towards Xiaoxiguan.
Chen Baozhu was sleeping soundly on the kang at his uncle's house, but he didn't know that the couple outside were quarreling about him.
"Didn't you see the blood on his clothes? He didn't say a word of truth. Who knows what he did? When he wakes up, let him go as soon as possible. Don't let us get hurt." The woman lowered her voice and said angrily.
Chen Baozhu was in this state, and she was afraid that he would retaliate if he heard about it.
"I know, do you think I'm willing to keep him here? But he calls me uncle at least. It's so late at night, so let him leave after dawn and dinner."
The woman's tense nerves are on the verge of collapse. Who knows what the situation will be. If it really affects the whole family, it will be too late to regret it.
"How many pairs of eyes will be watching at dawn, let him go now!"
While they were in a stalemate, the snoring in the room suddenly stopped, and then a faint voice came from behind the two of them: "Auntie, who do you want to let go?"
The woman was startled and almost didn't scream. She turned back tremblingly: "Bao, Baozhu, are you awake?"
Seeing that he looked unhappy, the man smiled uglier than crying and discussed: "Baozhu, uncle, there are more than fifty yuan here, why don't you take it first?"
Chen Baozhu said nothing, turned back to the house, picked up the baggage on the kang, then grabbed the money handed over by the man, and left without looking back.
At three or four o'clock in the morning, it was dimly lit outside, and the cold wind blew, and Chen Baozhu couldn't help but shiver.
He tightened his collar and was about to leave the hospital when he saw a few men in uniform pushing bicycles not far away. He was so frightened that he immediately turned around and ran back.
With sharp eyes, Chen Lifei pointed at his escaping figure and shouted: "It's Chen Baozhu!"
Several police officers looked solemn, immediately dropped the car and chased: "Don't run!"
Seeing that the police had entered the hospital, he would definitely be in a dead end when he entered the house. The walls on both sides were high, and he might have been arrested before he could climb over.
Chen Baozhu was anxious and panicked. He happened to see Zhang's uncle standing at the door. Without any time to think, he took out the butcher's knife and put it on his neck.
"Don't come over here, or I will kill him."
The uncle of the Zhang family had never seen this scene before. He was frightened and froze in place.
When several police officers saw his actions, the leader took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Chen Baozhu with his arm straight.
"Chen Baozhu, put down the knife in your hand quickly. It's still not too late to come back with us."
"Fart!" Chen Baozhu roared, but the hand holding the knife trembled unconsciously.
"Lin Dazhong deserves it. If he didn't chase after him, I wouldn't have done that to him. Let me go quickly!" As he spoke, he waved the butcher's knife in his hand excitedly.
The man's legs were so frightened that he didn't dare to move, but he still begged in a low voice: "Comrades from the police, please help me, Baozhu, don't be confused, I am your uncle."
"Okay, we agree to your request, release the person, and let you go." After weighing the situation, the police took two steps back.
Chen Baozhu dragged the uncle of the Zhang family and began to move towards the door bit by bit.
After the initial panic, his mood had stabilized a lot. After a while, he left the courtyard and ran towards the woods outside the village. He used to play there when he was young and was familiar with the surroundings. After throwing them away, he ran away
If he goes south, no one will be able to find him by then.
He had even thought about how to live his life in the future, but there was a sudden loud bang in his ear, followed by severe pain in his chest, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
The moment Chen Baozhu fell down, he recalled many things in his mind. He was the only child in the family since he was a child. All the delicious and fun things must be his alone. If anyone dares to disobey him, his parents will not take action.
His milk will definitely stand up for him immediately.
No matter what he does, Mrs. Chen will smile and praise: "My eldest grandson is so awesome!"
His parents want to listen to him, and his second uncle's family will naturally want to listen to him too. Everyone must follow his wishes!
It was Chen Mantun's fault that he was where he was today. Why didn't he lend him money? He was obviously the only male grandson of the Chen family.
Lin Dazhong was also wrong. Why did he chase after him? If he hadn't been chasing after him, he wouldn't have used the knife!
But, but...
Chen Baozhu suddenly became frightened.
He will only be thirty years old after the Chinese New Year. He doesn’t want to go to jail or die!
The gray sky above his head was gradually getting brighter, but Chen Baozhu's vision suddenly became blurry.
The police officer who fired the shot hurriedly went over to check, only to find Chen Baozhu lying on the ground, with large amounts of blood suddenly pouring out of his mouth. The uncle of the Zhang family on the side had already been frightened...
When the news of Chen Baozhu's death reached the village, Mrs. Chen fainted from her eyes.
Zhang Chunhua and Chen Mancang were not much better, especially Zhang Chunhua, whose eyes were dull and his spirit was in a trance.
"Baozhu, what a good son, you are the only Miaomiao in the old Chen family. Mom will give you whatever you want..."
Everyone in the Gu family was also sighing.
"Mancang and his wife are such shrewd people, but they ended up teaching a child of Chen Baozhu's virtue. Alas, spoiling a child is like killing a child."
Li Xiulan was sitting by the kang, making quilts for her two grandsons. The two children were breastfeeding and urinating frequently. In winter, the quilts were washed and hard to dry, so they made two extra beds just in time to change the bedding.
"That old lady from the Chen family is nothing. I think she is the one who protects her the most. Her eldest grandson is as big as an eyeball. Now it's better. If he dies, she herself will be paralyzed. She deserves it!" Liu Yuemin stood aside.
He curled his lips and turned to look at Chen Lishu: "If you ask your parents, there is no need to pick her up. Let her die."
Li Xiulan heard what she said was unpleasant, frowned and lectured: "Can you speak, my second son? Don't get involved in other people's affairs. Why don't Lishu's parents pick her up and wait for the villagers to stab her in the back?"