Chapter 3 Systemic Fracture

The body of the security guard who was hit was bent, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak, and his breathing stopped at this moment.

The security guard on the other side wanted to rush into the security booth.

But something black hit him in the face, he let out a scream and fell to the ground.

The thing that was smashed out was the keychain handed over by another security guard.

There are a dozen of them, and the weight is not that light.

He ran over quickly, faced the figure at the door of the security booth, and kicked him hard in the chest.

Seeing that the other party had lost the ability to resist, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened the iron door in front of him with the bloody key chain.

Accompanied by a thud.

The door was completely opened.

He stood outside the mental hospital, breathing in the air.

It feels extremely comfortable.

Even the wind blowing seemed to be a lot refreshing.

"The air outside is indeed better than inside!"

Although he knew it was a psychological effect, the feeling of freedom made him tremble with excitement.

I haven’t been home for four years.

But he still clearly remembered the way home.

Following the path next to the mental hospital, he rushed into the woods in the distance.

Under the cover of many weeds, it disappeared into the dark night.

Two hours later.

He returned to the familiar street. It was late now.

The surrounding shops were all closed, and there were only street lamps, maybe because they were broken, with an orange-yellow luster and a slight flicker.

The light shone on Chen Ze's face, half of his face was under the light, and the other half was in darkness.

The familiar streets before me.

It seemed to take him back to his childhood days.

that time.

They opened a shop in their home, which was considered a small fortune.

Although he may not be rich and powerful, he is still enough to have enough food and clothing.

But because of his mental problems, he not only had to take a lot of medicine every day, but also often hurt people and faced huge compensation.

There were so many people making trouble in the back that even their shop was transferred.

The day he was sent to the mental hospital, his parents had already been tortured to the point of being extremely haggard.

"Maybe I really am a sinner!"

He lowered his head.

A face that was originally half in light and half in darkness.

Completely out of sight.

He seemed to blend into the night, like a ghost, elusive.

Until he returned to the familiar doorway, he stretched out his hand.

I want to knock on the door.

But he quickly retracted his hand, turned around and entered the alley next to him, supported the walls on both sides with his hands and feet, and climbed up little by little.

The windows on the second floor were not closed tightly.

He opened the window and climbed in. It was dark inside.

own parents.

It seems he hasn't come back either.

Chen Ze frowned and opened the doors one after another.

It was empty inside.

My father, mother, and sister are not at home.

But he found it.

There is a list of hospitals on the table next to the TV.

Paid 35,861 yuan...

Below it is clearly his father's signature.

After opening another bag, several CT photos showed a thin figure. His hands, feet, and ribs were all broken in many places. Even a bone in the middle finger of his left hand was shattered.

Thinking of a few days ago.

When his sister came to see him, his fingers couldn't stop trembling.

He seemed to understand something. "Someone used it on my sister the same way I did on the little mouse..."

He was all too familiar with this scene.

Just because of familiarity.

He knew every method of committing the crime, as well as the props, and the injuries on his hands were caused by blunt objects.

Maybe a stone.

Probably a pushed over table.

Maybe even with a hammer.

The ribs were more likely caused by falling from a height.

His legs were forcibly trampled off.

In the past, when he saw something like this, he would feel extremely excited and wished he could do it himself again.

But when he saw the things in the CT photos again, he opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

An indescribable emotion, like someone grabbing his heart, made him breathless.

Finally he squatted on the ground.

A creaking sound was heard outside.

It seems that the door has been opened.

Chen Ze quickly stuffed everything back and hid behind the cabinet.

Soon the lights in the hall were turned on, and a haggard figure with white hair walked into the room.

That's Chen Ze's father.

The last time we met.

It's obviously still fine, and occasionally you can find a few white hairs on your head.

Now, in one week, I have aged dozens of years.

The figure of a middle-aged man came to the kitchen, received a glass of water, and made several calls in succession.

"Yes, yes, brother Wang, can you lend me another 20,000 yuan? I will definitely pay you back when you have the money!"

"Second uncle, you also know my current situation. I am going to sell the house. You can lend me some money first and let me collect the medical expenses."

"Sister, please, I know, I know, twenty thousand, only twenty thousand is enough."

A total of seven calls were made, and my father's voice sounded extremely humble. He was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would hang up the phone.

Twenty thousand yuan may not sound like much, but it is not what their current family can afford.

Although the words were unpleasant, a bit unpleasant, the money was eventually borrowed.

Some borrowed four to five thousand yuan, some borrowed seven to eight thousand...

After borrowing money from all my relatives and friends, more than 25,000 yuan was transferred to my father's card number.

Seeing the money finally coming.

The man who had raised him and tolerated him since he was a child, and even if he transferred his shop, he would still treat his illness.

Slumped down on the sofa.

The slightly thin figure looks more like a hero who is getting older but still upright!

Chen Ze, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but feel a little wet in his eyes.

It's a brief moment of peace.

It was soon interrupted by a phone call.

A sharp female voice came from the opposite side: "How have you considered what I told you before? My daughter is now a minor and has good grades. Even if she does something excessive, she will not be punished by the law. Sanctions!”

"You'd better be wiser and don't miss out on the money and delay your daughter's treatment!"

Hear the woman's voice.

Dad hammered the table hard, as if he was extremely angry.

"I have already collected the medical expenses, but we are not done with this matter!"

"Have it all together? You don't know what's going on in your family? This time it's only 20,000, but what about the subsequent surgery fees? One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, or even four or five million is not impossible. I advise you. It’s best not to delay your daughter because of your own whims!”

"Get out of here!"

Dad was hysterical and shouted those words.

Disdainful ridicule came from the other side, and the phone was hung up.

Dad smashed the glass in his hand on the glass table in front of him. With a bang, the table was smashed into pieces.

The cup was also broken, and blood was all over my hands.

Dad seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and lay on the sofa with vacant eyes.

Seems very incomprehensible.

How did a family that was originally a good family end up where it is now?

(End of this chapter)

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