"Mao Chu, didn't I just arrest you? You said it before..."
Mao Jianhua's eyes widened: "When did I say that? Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly. Do you still need me to teach you what to do?"
The subordinates quickly shook their heads and waved their hands, and exited the office.
Mao Jianhua sneered and took out the letter that Secretary Wang had just given him and read it again. On the letter, he wrote a few words - Feed my son well.
At night, Mao Jianhua came to the top floor alone.
Because no one lives on the top floor, there are usually some small rooms with some sundries placed there. Due to the age and disrepair, many people who usually go to work are reluctant to come up.
Mao Jianhua cautiously approached the door of a room, reached into his arms, and took out a key.
He gingerly inserted the key into the keyhole, exhaled, and then slowly turned the lock cylinder.
The door opened slowly, and an unpleasant smell hit his face. Mao Jianhua endured his nausea and turned on the light in the room.
A tall and thin child was standing in the corner. His face, mouth and hands were all covered in blood. At his feet was the body of a child. Because the face had been destroyed, the person seemed to have been dead for a while. The little
His body was covered with traces of being eaten, and the white bones on his arms were connected with a trace of skin, flesh, and tendons. Several maggots crawled on the white bones, which looked unusually large under the yellow light.
The child turned around and saw Mao Jianhua, with a trace of excitement on his strange face.
"Uncle Mao, have you brought me delicious food again?"
Mao Jianhua did not dare to express his anger and whispered: "Your father didn't let me feed you, you have to wait until tomorrow."
When he heard that Mao Jianhua didn't bring anything delicious, the child immediately became unhappy. His eyes instantly turned red, his hands suddenly became larger and blacker, and his long nails scratched the wall.
Mao Jianhua was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his arms and said: "You have eaten too much. Your dad asked you to take a rest and digest well. Haste makes waste. Look at your appearance now. It's almost done. I guess it will take a while."
Days later, you will be completely normal."
The child chuckled, took out a stack of photos from his pocket, and threw them in front of Mao Jianhua.
Mao Jianhua looked down and was stunned.
"How...how do you have these photos?"
The child laughed heartily: "I have walked past this small building so many times, but it's only at night. Uncle Mao, you have so many photos of your beautiful sister in your hand, why are there so many?"
Mao Jianhua blushed and became silent.
Although these photos are all in black and white, they were collected deliberately by Mao Jianhua. They are all photos of women and girls he used for sexual intercourse, including Zhao Minglan and Yuan Lan.
"Who is this?" The child pulled out Zhao Minglan's photo and waved it in front of Mao Jianhua.
"This... uh, this..." Mao Jianhua didn't know what to say.
"I want her, I want to eat her, she looks so delicious and beautiful..." The child licked his lips and showed a sinister smile.
"This... I'm afraid this won't work..." Mao Jianhua said lightly, but secretly wondered why this monster in front of him had targeted Zhao Minglan.
"Uncle Mao, don't you like me? If that's the case, then I will eat you, even though you are old and not tasty..." With that, the child walked slowly towards Mao Jianhua
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"No, no, no, don't eat me. I don't taste good. I don't taste good. Okay, okay. If you want to eat, just go and eat. But you can't tell your dad. Your dad also said, let you digest it.
Digest, you might be scared when you go out." Before Mao Jianhua could finish his words, he was shocked by the child in front of him.
He found it incredible that the tall and thin child in front of him had now turned into a cute little boy. He was still as tall and thin as before. There were still blood stains on his face, mouth and hands, but his face had completely changed.
"you......"
"Uncle Mao, then I'm going out. Well, I'm really not hungry, but I want to collect food, haha..." The child walked gently past Mao Jianhua, and the smell of blood followed him.
After leaving, it faded a lot.
When Mao Jianhua came to his senses, the child was no longer there. The window on the top floor was open, and the breeze blew through the window and hit Mao Jianhua's head, making Mao Jianhua couldn't help but sneeze.
Mao Jianhua shouted bad, and quickly went to the window and looked down.
The child was like a spider, with his limbs clinging to the wall backwards, but his head turned 180° outward.
By the moonlight, Mao Jianhua saw the child slowly crawling down the outer wall bit by bit. His movements were very strange. If it weren't for the fact that he only had two hands and two feet, he would really have felt like a child.
Human spider.
"Reply..." Mao Jianhua just shouted two words and then he covered his mouth.
"That's all, there are still three months left. The minister asked me to feed him well. I am indeed in a difficult situation these days. Why not let him out and let him find food on his own."
Having said this, Mao Jianhua walked into the room, picked up the girl's body, with less than a third of it remaining, and put it in a cloth bag that had been prepared in advance.
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The night Uncle Zhao and Aunt Hong were released, Ma Xiaoquan was at home.
After Uncle Zhao and Aunt Hong entered the door, Ma Xiaoquan brought out a brazier and asked them to step over it, which meant to get rid of bad luck.
After crossing the brazier, Aunt Hong asked why she didn't see Zhao Minglan.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and explained that the laboratory has been very busy recently. Sister Lanlan is doing research and will not be back for a while. However, he has already asked someone to tell Zhao Minglan about the news that Aunt Zhao Shuhong has been released.
Aunt Hong made a sound and looked at Ma Xiaoquan with emotion. She held Ma Xiaoquan's hand and choked with sobs: "Xiaohu, Aunt Hong doesn't even know what to say. Anyway, thank you."
Ma Xiaoquan patted the back of Aunt Hong's hand and said, "Hey, Aunt Hong, thank you for everything. As a family, I have nothing to thank you for."
Aunt Hong shook her head: "On the way back, your Uncle Zhao told me that no matter who you are, from now on, if you don't mind, just call me aunt."
Ma Xiaoquan was also moved by Aunt Hong's sincerity. Logically speaking, since he was a person who went back to the early 1980s from the future, Aunt Hong should be considered his grandmother in terms of seniority.
"Aunt~" Ma Xiaoquan shouted, then turned to look at Uncle Zhao, "Uncle."
Uncle Zhao stepped forward and patted Ma Xiaoquan hard on the shoulder: "Okay, good boy~"
Ma Xiaoquan also patted Uncle Zhao on the shoulder, hugging Aunt Zhao Hong like brothers and sisters.
The next afternoon, Zhao Minglan in Zhuoyi's laboratory saw a person at the door. To be precise, it was a child.
This child is tall and thin, but has a childish face.
The child came to Zhao Minglan and said that her parents had been released. Zhao Minglan hummed and said that she already knew that her parents had been released. She had her younger brother to take care of her at home, and she had to finish her work here before she could go back.
The child shook his head and said, sister, your mother is not feeling well and her head hurts. I didn’t want to tell you at first, but I really think you need to go back and have a look.
Zhao Minglan and Aunt Hong have a very good mother-daughter relationship. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the child's description.
"Just wait for me, I'll go clean up and come back~"
After asking for leave from her teacher, Zhao Minglan ran towards home.
The child caught up with Zhao Minglan, stopped her and said, "Sister, I know a doctor who is very good. He can prescribe Chinese medicine. Just take it back and drink it for a few days and it will be fine."
Zhao Minglan looked at the child and asked: "You seem to know so much at such a young age, and...why haven't I seen you?"
The child shook his head and grinned, showing an innocent smile: "Sister, come with me, we will prescribe the medicine as soon as possible..."
In the evening, Aunt Hong prepared a table of dishes and waited for Ma Xiaoquan and Uncle Zhao to return.
When Ma Xiaoquan and Uncle Zhao came in, all the dishes were ready.
"There are so many delicious dishes, what day is it today?" Ma Xiaoquan asked with a smile.
Aunt Hong said: "Zhuoyi Laboratory said that your sister Lanlan will be back soon. It just so happened that you all went to work as usual today. I just thought that I would not go to the stall for the next two days and rest. Let's have a meal together as a family.
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"Oh, Sister Lanlan is coming back. Isn't she very busy?"
"Hey, maybe the people in the laboratory wanted her to come back and see me, so they made up a lie, saying that I had a headache, that's all. Lan Lan has been too busy recently and hasn't had a good meal. It just so happens that we can eat together.
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As soon as Aunt Hong finished speaking, the door rang.
The door was not closed, and Aunt Zhang from the first floor poked her head in and said, "Wang Hong, there's a call from Zhuoyi Laboratory. You go down and answer it."
Aunt Hong smiled and hummed, then followed Aunt Zhang downstairs to answer the phone.
But within five minutes, Aunt Hong ran back panting.
"Lan Lan...Lan Lan is missing..." Aunt Hong's eyes were red and she was about to cry.
Ma Xiaoquan and Uncle Zhao looked at each other and stood up together.
"What's wrong? Speak slowly~"
Aunt Hong pursed her lips: "Just now someone from the laboratory called and said they wanted to ask her about taking notes. I said she hadn't come back yet. The people in the laboratory were surprised and said that Lan Lan left the laboratory very early today.
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Ma Xiaoquan had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he didn't say it clearly, he just comforted Aunt Hong.
Uncle Zhao also looked suspicious. As a veteran policeman, he could not make a conclusion before confirming that his daughter was missing.
The two looked at each other, and Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said, "I'll go out and look for it."
Uncle Zhao nodded: "I will also go to the institute and ask a few colleagues to look for her together, and we will go our separate ways. Wang Hong, just stay at home. If Lan Lan comes back suddenly, there is someone at home."
Aunt Hong nodded.
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Ma Xiaoquan ran to Zhuoyi Laboratory and asked when Zhao Minglan left.
Yang Lei also looked surprised and said that Zhao Minglan left in the afternoon. A child came over and didn't know what he said to her. She hurriedly changed her clothes and followed the child.