In the 000 car, a young man in his twenties couldn't help but ask the captain: "If something goes wrong this time, can Ma Dayong judge it?"

"It doesn't matter if he can or not, he will be released in ten years at most. If he performs well in there, he can be reformed in advance and use his life like a living flower to reform this scumbag. To put it bluntly, even in the end

The scumbag has changed, but what does this have to do with the people he beat to death? If they are dead, they are dead. Haven't you heard? The dead are gone, and the living are the most important. Even if there are many innocent people who die

, but as far as this world is concerned, it is no longer useful. Something worthless——"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!" The captain interrupted an old team member who had been working hard at the grassroots level due to cynicism, and gave him a warning look, "Just do your job well, the rest is not our responsibility.

Don't talk too much." He opened the car door first, got out of the car, and strode into the community.

"cut!"

The veteran team member sneered.

The young man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."

Everyone knows this.

But, so what.

Reality is just that...real.

The three of them were familiar with the road and arrived at the third floor in a few minutes. A large group of people gathered at the door. When they saw them coming, they automatically made way for them and started chatting away.

"Oh, that's what it is..."

"I'm telling you..."

"The door is not even open, something happened!"

"The fighting this time is particularly fierce. You 000 people should be mentally prepared. I think we need to call a few more people over. It's best to call the forensic team."

…

Everyone says his own thing.

Several people also learned how things developed from these fragmentary words.

Um.

Same as usual many times.

Exercise after drinking.

However, this time it was particularly violent and lasted for a long time, and the people inside turned a deaf ear to the knock on the door from outside. It took a long time before they responded.

But it didn't open the door.

"Got it." The captain looked at the closed door and knocked hard, "000, open the door."

After a while, the door opened a crack, revealing half of his bruised face, and he could vaguely see the delicate appearance of his youth. "Yes, what's the matter?"

Just won't open the door.

000 said with an expressionless face, "We received a report that your home is a serious nuisance to the residents and has greatly affected the lives of the surrounding neighbors."

Zhang Wanhua said oh.

Showing a forced smile, "Then, can the drunk person still be conscious? When he wakes up tomorrow, I will tell him to stop drinking."

Said very smoothly.

Obviously very experienced.

000 did not leave, and was not fooled by her words, "We need to make a transcript."

The neighbor behind him directly told the story about his suspicion that Ma Dayong killed his stepdaughter after drinking, and also asked Zhang Wanhua if she wanted to protect the scumbag man to the end.

Is it because I feel guilty that I dare not open the door?

000: "As you heard, we have to determine if a death occurred."

Zhang Wanhua was shocked.

What what?

Do you suspect that her daughter was raped by Ma Dayong?

Who made this rumor!

Immediately scold the person who made such nonsense.

"My man likes to drink, but he will never do anything like micro hair. My daughter is sleeping well in the room." He opened the door and stepped aside, "If you don't believe me, just go and see."

000 walked into the house.

Suddenly shocked.

The dining table was overturned, and pieces of dishes mixed with food residues and soup were spilled all over the floor. Trash cans, paper towels, remote control boards and other things were thrown on the floor. The TV was hanging precariously on the wall, and there was a broken piece on the sofa.

The chair had its legs broken, and transparent glass shards could be seen everywhere, along with blood stains...

More ferocious than ever before.

There's not even a place to put your feet.

Ma Dayong lay on the sofa and fell asleep, snoring loudly.

000 The young man went over to check and was a little shocked. That face with bruises, scratches and bloodshot eyes on his forehead was that of Ma Dayong?

He didn't believe it in his heart.

But his eyes told him that that face was.

No wonder he goes home and becomes drunk and crazy. He dares to be punished outside and cannot win against others. He comes home to look for his wife and children to vent his anger on.

Hot chicken!

Said to the captain: "It's nothing serious."

It’s a series that looks miserable.

"Where is your daughter?"

Seeing that 000 still didn't believe him, Zhang Wanhua was so angry that she didn't dare to yell at him, so she pointed to a certain bedroom and said, "Inside."

The captain pursed his lips.

A group of people want to follow.

Zhang Wanhua stood in front of her with her arms akimbo, her messy hair still stained with vegetable soup, and her green-to-purple face, which could be compared to Shura, was particularly scary.

"What are you doing?"

"It's your job responsibility to enter 000, why do you people do so!"

"This is my home, get out! Get out of here!"

"Zhang Wanhua, what you said is hurting the feelings between the neighbors. Everyone came here because they were worried about your home. If it had been some indifferent neighbors, no one would have noticed you even if you died inside."

"What? You are so vicious, you actually cursed me to death..."

…

in the room.

The light is very dim.

The captain pressed the switch at the door, and a very dim light came on.

This is a very simple but neatly decorated room.

There is a single bed against the wall, a wardrobe next to the bed, and a desk next to the window. There are two rows of books stacked on it. There are several open textbooks and two pens on the table.

In addition, there are some empty wine bottles against the wall.

The bloody glass fragments on the ground last night had been cleaned up by Zhang Wanhua, otherwise, 000 would definitely have more to think about.

A thin figure was lying on his side on the bed.

She is still wearing her school uniform.

Yellow, dry, split ends of hair were scattered on the pillow.

The captain approached and called out twice, "Ning Cunxin? Ning Cunxin?"

The other party seemed to feel something, and responded vaguely, turned over, and a swollen and almost deformed face appeared in the captain's eyes.

My heart skipped a beat.

It's not fear, it's anger.

Clench your fists tightly.

That scumbag Ma Dayong is so cruel to even a little girl!

"Ning Cunxin? Wake up, wake up!"

Zhang Wanhua was still quarreling with others outside. The captain was very annoyed and said to the young man, "Let all the irrelevant people go out."

Young man: "Yes."

Soon, it became quiet outside.
To be continued...