The factory building in the bloody sea and the dim sky began to thunder.

Lightning flashed through the window, the shadows of a man and a donkey flashed across the wall, and the shadows of several monsters with long tongues and limbs were also imprinted on the wall full of blood. The second thunder sounded, lightning struck down, and the lightning shone through the windows of the factory again. There was only the shadow of a scimitar dancing on the wall, and the lightning of the monsters' limbs and blood on the wall disappeared.

Afanti's face was covered in blood at this time, and his white T-shirt was dyed red, but his smile was still so lazy, but there were broken corpses behind him. He gently swung the scimitar, and blood splattered on the door. There was no drop of it on the knife, and there was only a cold and cold light.

The slender hand slowly pushed open the sticky door. The smell of blood inside was even stronger. There was a very large factory building inside, and there was a space of nearly two floors on the lower floor. Afanti came to the iron corridor and looked down at the blood pool composed of flesh and blood limbs and internal organs. Wu Yifan was held by a composition with a female face in the middle of the blood pool. His eyes swept around. The square plank corridor had a vertical ladder to the lower floor.

"Father, we have new guests..." the woman looked up.

"Then invite them in as a guest." After Wu Yifan finished speaking, he shot at Afanti and instantly came to him. He ate the donkey that had never heard of before, and fisted directly.

"Don't kill him, he is the target of our employer's investigation." Afanti's words turned the straight fist prepared by the donkey into a swing fist, and directly knocked Wu Yifan to the wall beside him, rushed up and hugged his head and hit him with his knees, forcibly knocked him out and found an iron chain to tie it on his back. The gap between strength was simply unmatched. The donkey spitted, looked down with his arms around him, looked at Afanti, and his eyes were signaling below.

"Let go of my father!!! Ah!!"

"I'll do it..." Afanti jumped onto the railing and jumped down. The scimitar began to intertwined light, facing the sea of ​​flesh and blood. The sword light passed by, and everything disappeared. There was only the female face and head, and the others were purified in the light. The scimitar inserted his backhand into the head and nailed it to the floor, and the wailing sounded constantly.

The scene that flashed through Afanti's mind made him understand everything. He pulled out his knife and came to the tool cabinet not far away. He took out a diary and started watching it. He slowly closed the diary and sighed, "No matter what era it is, twisted love will never be absent, unacceptable loss, and will move towards annihilation."

Looking back at Wu Yifan, he deserves to die, but the judge is not me...

Afanti began to recall the combination of pictures and diary.

"Husband, I'm pregnant!! But the doctor said it was a daughter..."

"Really!! I want to be a dad!! My little princess!! Haha!! You can't taste it, I'll show her clothes and toys for 0-5 years old, I have a baby!!"

"Husband... The doctor said..."

"I know, stillbirth...it's all my fault for not taking good care of my work during the day, it's all my fault!! It's all my fault!!!"

"Doctor, can I give me my child? I want to bury her with my own hands...please..."

"Koke, my father will never let you die. Even if everyone in the world dies, you shouldn't be the one who dies!! You shouldn't be the one who dies!!"

In the picture, the man picked up the dusty cult in his collection. In order to resurrect his daughter, he began to sacrifice to the stillbirth with a boy and a girl. Watching the stillbirth grow day by day, even if it is not growing up towards others, at least in his heart, his daughter is still alive. His wife's distrust of him injected everything, spirit, and everything in his life into the stillbirth. Everything lives only for this existence. The deformed trust and deformed love make Afanti sigh that although the stillbirth is cruel and tyrannical, he also loves his father in the same deformed way.

Afanti called Jia Xu's communication and briefly explained the matter.

"This is how the case of missing boy and girl is. I'm just about to deal with it, and you're done. Are you interested in taking over the work of the public?" Jia Xu had no feelings about this.

"It depends on your mood." Afanti smiled.

"Okay, you will also receive news from our serious case file. If you are interested, please help me." Jia Xu asked his men to hand over Wu Yifan, while sending messages to Long Group to handle the case, which is not handled by ordinary public authorities, such as those in the barrier.

"Okay." Afanti hung up the communication, walked out of the barrier and handed Wu Yifan over to the police officers of the Crime Team, called the woman's communication, and came to his stall to meet.

"This is the result you want..." Afanti handed her the diary and the information she had summarized.

After reading it, the woman collapsed and sat on the ground, "It turns out that you can't let go of this, husband, I blame you for wrongly. But we will soon have a new child, our son."

Afanti frowned and looked at her. There was no guilt in her eyes for those who were harmed by Wu Yifan, but trust. The kind of trust that was not betrayal, and even her eyes were filled with great love for him. Her mustache was slightly raised, and birds of a feather flocked? Looking at her belly, he knew from the beginning that this woman was pregnant. His mind began to analyze the scenes again. Is it really an accident that her daughter became a stillbirth?

"About your reward." The woman slowly stood up.

"You are actually the one who killed her." Afanti looked at her seriously.

"Rootless speculation, slander and defamation, and, this is not your business." The woman's words made Afanti squint his eyes "That diary."

The woman looked at him for a long time "Why."

"Commemoration." Afanti reached out, and the woman put the diary in her hand and touched her belly. "Thank you, Detective Afanti."

Afanti looked at the diary in his hand, then looked at the woman's departure back, how many unsolved puzzles were there. What he could see was just the scene of Wu Yifan, the resurrection of stillbirth, the diary, but the so-called mother knew nothing and handed the diary to the donkey.

The donkey began to chew.

Afanti looked up at the night sky, a private detective, and it was interesting.

The woman who was leaving touched her belly and smiled gently, "We are the only one who depends on each other, and my mother's love is only for you...my baby."

Seaside, villa by the sea.

Jia Xu directly gave 4 million federal coins to Afanti. "Brother Afanti, this is the bonus of our Crime Team to give you."

"Brother Wenhe, there is no need to be like this..." Afanti's words made Jia Xu smile. "You will solve this case alone, please accept it."
Chapter completed!