I'm calling thunder with my bare hands, you make me believe in science

"I don't want it! I don't want it! I just want my mother! Mom, come back quickly!" The wind blew her crotch and her butt was cold and she cried again.

"You kid! After mommy leaves, you have to be strong! Stop acting like a kid who won't grow up, otherwise mommy won't be able to feel at ease even if she gets down there. Do you understand?

Also, don’t live with resentment. Don't regret what you have done. Let go of these unnecessary emotions and move forward boldly. "

After the wind blew his crotch and buttocks cold, his mother said to him and smiled at him again: "Mom is gone. You have to take good care of yourself."

When the wind blows in the crotch and the butt is cold, he reaches out to catch her.

But the moment he stretched out his hand, a black bronze door appeared behind Fengchuangpianliang's mother. The door opened, and his mother disappeared in front of Fengchuangpianliang.

"mom!"

The wind blows in my crotch and my butt feels cold, catching my breath.

So I screamed heartbreakingly, "Fuck."

The water friends in the live broadcast room fell silent as they watched the content played in the live broadcast room.

In the scene just now, although the phone fell to the ground, the angle was better, so the scene was captured.

And for some unknown reason, the scene of the wind blowing against her crotch and her butt cold as she bid farewell to her mother happened to be seen by everyone.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were silent.

One after another they typed on the screen; [Sorry! 】

After playing.

Some people who were more emotional began to crazily post words again: [I really cried to death! The mother who says "the wind blows her crotch and butt feels cold" is so kind! But why did such a kind person get killed? God is so unfair. 】

【yes! All my elders cried till they were in tears. Oh shit! The live broadcasts of anchors are getting more and more complicated. hateful! I want to send the anchor a blade! 】

[This doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the anchor, right? If it weren't for the anchor, I'm afraid that the wind blowing into my crotch and butt would never forgive me for the rest of my life, and I would live with guilt. After all, he will think that he killed his mother. But with his mother's guidance, at least he can look forward. 】

【Yeah! I also think the host did the right thing! How can you blame the anchor? It’s not the mother who was killed by the anchor, so don’t express your anger, okay? 】

The wind blew against my crotch and my butt was cold. I collapsed on the spot and cried for a long time.

And the water friends in the live broadcast room have also been waiting for a long time.

Zhang Tianle was quietly drawing symbols.

At this moment, the phone was picked up.

The person who picked up the phone was the little policeman just now.

He was actually indoors the whole time just now.

It's just that he didn't bother the wind blowing his crotch and butt.

Until now he had had enough crying.

He just came forward, picked up the phone, walked to Fengfeng's crotch and buttocks, and handed the phone to him: "My condolences! Let's go. I'll take you home first."

After speaking, he looked at the location of the refrigerator.

He did not mention the meat belonging to his mother who was in the refrigerator because the meat still needed to be tested by Qin's forensic doctor. Only after the test was completed could everything be confirmed.

Because many of them are still Zhang Tianle’s subjective guesses.

The reality is a society that values ​​evidence.

Only when there is evidence can those criminals be arrested.

He glanced regretfully at the cell phone that was being held tightly by the wind blowing against his crotch and buttocks.

Before, he thought that after finishing this case, he could buy a charm from Zhang Tianle to keep him safe.

But now is obviously not a good opportunity.

At least he had to send Fengchui Pantai Liang home, and Feng Chui Pantai Liang had just experienced the pain of losing his mother, so there were some things he couldn't say in front of Feng Chui Pantai Liang.

Because that's very rude.

The wind blowing in my crotch and my butt were cold, and I was supported by the little policeman and walked out the door.

Before leaving, he looked back at the refrigerator.

Finally he gritted his teeth and left.

He knew he couldn't take his mother away.

If he really took his mother away, then his mother really died in vain.

If he couldn't kill that beast with his own hands, then he would have to watch the devil be sentenced to death no matter what!

He clenched his fists and clenched his gums.

"In this case, he will at least be sentenced to life imprisonment and deprived of political rights for life." The policeman seemed to know what he was thinking and sighed.

There are many demons who really deserve to die, even ten or a hundred times.

But the country's laws are tolerant.

People are rarely sentenced to death directly.

The wind blows in the crotch and the butt feels cold and silent.

He just wanted him dead.

"Sometimes, death is also a kind of relief." The policeman patted him on the shoulder.

Spending the rest of your life in a dark prison without freedom is sometimes more terrifying than death.

Seeing that he continued to remain silent, the policeman pointed to the mobile phone that was blowing against his crotch and buttocks, and asked him: "You are still connected to the live broadcast with the anchor. Do you have anything to ask the anchor to account for?"

He wanted to distract himself.

Otherwise, he is really afraid that the child will do something stupid.

The wind blew against my crotch and my butt was cold, and my eyes lit up.

Yes!

He is even connected to the anchor!

Why didn't he think of asking the anchor?

Thinking of this, he picked up his phone.

The wind blows in his crotch and his butt is cold, staring at Zhang Tianle with expectation in his eyes: "Anchor, I want you to help me figure out when this beast will die!"

"Five years later." Zhang Tianle said calmly: "He was tortured by stomach cancer and died. And starting from tomorrow, every day he spends in prison, he will be tortured by his own spirit and will see those who died on his hands. People who chase him and question him every day and drive him crazy will make his life worse than death."

Hearing Zhang Tianle's words, a smile finally appeared on his face.

It seems that this is better than killing him directly: "That's good! That's good! As long as he has a bad life, I'll be relieved."

"Do you have anything else you want to ask?" Zhang Tianle looked at him: "If not, I will connect with other friends."

The wind blew against my crotch and my butt was cold, and I shook my head at Zhang Tianle: "No more. Thank you to the anchor for helping me find my mother."

Although my mother died tragically, she did not turn into a moon cake and be eaten by others.

This is a fortune in misfortune.

If there was no anchor this time, he didn't dare to think too deeply about the consequences.

Zhang Tianle nodded and hung up Lian Mai, who followed suit and blew his crotch and butt cold.

After hanging up the conversation with him, Zhang Tianle glanced at the backstage: "Now I would like to invite my next destined friend, Yanyu Yirouqing, Lianmai."

When Zhang Tianle said this, the live broadcast room suddenly became lively: "Anchor, stop! We still have questions we want to ask you! We just want to ask, the moon cake filled with human flesh made by the devil, in the end, it really Were they all eaten? By whom?"

Zhang Tianle glanced at the barrage: "You don't want to know the real answer."

If you know too much, you will not be able to eat mooncakes.

Look, in order for his friends to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival, he didn't even tell them the terrible answer. How kind he was.