The koi milk bag is three and a half years old, and six older brothers are vying for favor

"What are you kidnapping me for? I'm not a gangster, this house belongs to me!"

Lin Shunqi was tied up tightly and thrown into a corner before he finally reacted. He struggled to break free from the rope and shouted explanations at the same time.

"Stop lying, if we hadn't come up here, this child would have died tonight!"

"That's right, just stay still and don't try to escape. We have called the police and they will be here soon!"

"You can do this to such a young child. He is simply a beast!"

"..."

However, Lin Shunqi said that he was the property owner, but none of his neighbors believed him.

People today are no different than before. Every household has its door closed every day. Even the neighbors who live on the same corridor and next door may not know each other, let alone the villas and townhouses so far apart.

In addition, Lin Shunqi often works in the film and television city and does not show up much in the community. No one knows that he is the owner of this house.

"I'm really the owner. My name is Lin Shunqi. Just ask the security guard. This is my student. It's all a misunderstanding. There's no need to call the police!"

Lin Shunqi heard the taunts and curses from the neighbors and tried his best to explain. While explaining, he looked over to Chen Jiamu and motioned with his eyes for him to come over and loosen his bonds.

"Child, do you know him? Don't be afraid, your uncle and aunt will protect you here, just speak out boldly!"

Hearing what Lin Shunqi said, the neighbors turned their attention to Chen Jiamu, who was still sitting on the bed, and asked in a kind and gentle tone.

"He didn't lie, he is my teacher..."

Chen Jiamu had just woken up and was still confused. So many people suddenly broke into the room and tied up Teacher Lin. It really frightened him. It took him a long time to react, nodded and spoke in a low voice.

"Did you hear that? I am his teacher! Let me go quickly!"

Lin Shunqi was tied very firmly. Because he had no clothes on, the rope made his body itchy and painful.

Seeing that Chen Jiamu finally spoke for him, he relieved himself and moved his body to urge the big man beside him.

"How can any teacher come to a student's room in the middle of the night without clothes? My little friend, tell your uncle what he usually teaches you? Has he ever touched you?"

The big man was unmoved when he heard the words. When he saw Lin Shunqi squirming close to him like a bug, he raised his foot and kicked him aside, then turned to Chen Jiamu and asked.

"Teacher Lin is an actor. He usually teaches me dance and acting. In the evening we have stretching classes, which we take here."

Chen Jiamu heard the uncles and aunts around him talking quietly, and saw Teacher Lin being kicked aside by the big man. He also noticed something was wrong. He hesitated for a long time before answering.

"Teaching in your room, on your bed? How do you stretch your muscles?"

The big man's face darkened when he heard this. He looked at the person next to him and vaguely guessed the answer.

"Teacher Lin is the one who helps me stretch. Stretching my muscles can make my body more supple, which can help me practice dance better. It can also clear my mind and make it easier to remember my lines."

Chen Jiamu answered honestly.

"The stretching he is talking about is normal stretching. In dance classes, teachers will help students stretch. The next room is the dance studio. Today, we have class in the room because the light over there is broken!" Lin Shunqi felt like he was being kicked all over his body. His bones were about to fall apart. It took him 2 minutes to regain his consciousness. Just in time to hear what Chen Jiamu said, he immediately spoke nervously, trying to cover up the truth.

"Did I say it's not normal stretching? You're too guilty, and you're doing it before we even ask you!"

Before the big man could speak, a woman next to him sneered and said.

There is no need to ask about this kind of thing. You will understand when you come in and see this picture. This poor child was stupidly played by the so-called teacher. He doesn't know how long it lasted. Parents know how distressed they must be!
"Kid, it's cold, please put on your clothes first and go downstairs with your aunt to call your parents, okay?"

Everyone knew it, but they couldn't bear to tell it to Chen Jiamu. They were afraid that he would be mentally stimulated, so they decided to contact his parents first, or wait for the police to arrive before slowly telling him the truth and providing him with psychological counseling.

"My parents are in City C and will have an early shift tomorrow. They may have rested now."

Chen Jiamu vaguely sensed that something big had happened, so he did not refuse the neighbor's aunt's kindness and followed them downstairs, but he hesitated when he called his parents.

"Your parents are not here, so where do you usually live? Just here?"

The neighbor's aunt's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She imagined that the child would stay with that beast upstairs every night, and her face looked ugly.

"I live on campus. If I don't take dance and performance classes at night, I live on campus. I have classes three days a week and live with Teacher Lin for three days."

Chen Jiamu counted the days on his fingers and said.

"Xiao Jiamu, Teacher Lin has committed a crime. The matter is a bit serious. The police will be here soon. Even if your parents are asleep, you still have to call them. You tell Auntie the number and Auntie will help you call."

The neighbor's aunt looked at Chen Jiamu's ignorant little face, reached out and rubbed his head with distress, took back her mobile phone from his hand, and asked him to report his number.

"137872..."

Chen Jiamu could feel her aunt's kindness and obediently reported her mother's number without hesitation.

No one answered the call. Chen Jiamu said that his mother had the habit of muting the phone while sleeping, so he called his father instead. This time, the call was picked up not long after the call was dialed.

"Hello, who is that?"

Chen Jiamu's father's voice sounded sleepy, and it seemed that he was awakened by the phone call in his sleep.

"Is this Chen Jiamu's father, Chen Shenghai? I am a neighbor of his acting teacher Lin Shunqi. Something happened tonight. I need you to come over to pick up the child and accompany him to the police station to make some records."

The neighbor's aunt heard the voice on the other end of the phone, and after confirming with Chen Jiamu that it was his father, she simply introduced herself and asked Chen Shenghai to come over.

"Go to the police station to take notes? What happened? Where is Teacher Lin? Why didn't he call me?!"

When Chen Shenghai heard that something happened to his son, he immediately lost all sleep. He sat up from the bed suddenly, turned on the light and got dressed while making a phone call.

"Old Chen, what happened? Something happened to Xiaomu??"

Chen Shenghai's wife Zhang Dongmei was awakened by her husband's movements. When she heard his words, she also stood up in panic and asked with a trembling voice.

The two of them work in other places to provide their son with a better living and educational environment. They have arranged in advance for their son to live in the school and at Teacher Lin's house. The community there is high-end and the security is very strict. Logically speaking, it is not possible It would be easy for something to happen.