Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 390 Answer
Baihe looked up and saw snowflakes falling from deep in the ceiling.

He remembered that it was also winter when he and his sister escaped from the manor.

Shirakawa walked over to Juzaburo and squatted down.

Shouzaburo was looking down at his cut stomach. He felt an invisible pulling force that seemed to be pulling all the organs in his abdominal cavity.

The expression on his face was very interesting, showing anger, unwillingness, regret, remorse and hatred.

All kinds of emotions can be seen, except the fear of death.

Frankly speaking, Bai He didn't want to waste words with this person, but as long as some things involved Bai Xue, he was unwilling to let them go.

Even if it was something that happened a long time ago and has no meaning for the future.

Just like reading the beginning and the end of a book but not knowing the process, although he has always been with Snow White, he never knew what led his sister to such a fate.

Even though knowing the answer to this question wouldn't bring him any relief, Bai He still wanted to know.

The only chance is now, the dead cannot speak.

"You have so many children, why do you only care so much about Bai Xue's?" Bai He asked.

Shouzaburo said nothing, but raised his head and stared at him viciously, as if he was the victim and Shirakawa had done something extremely excessive to him.

"What if I say I didn't kill the kid?" Baihe said.

Shouzaburo's eyes suddenly brightened.

"My son is still alive?"

Bai He nodded: "Before you die, tell me, let's finish our business once and for all."

Shouzaburo chuckled, not a mocking or contemptuous laugh, but a laugh of relief, as if his son's life was more important than his own.

Bai He really couldn't understand why this man cared so much about a son he had never even met.

Moreover, Shirakawa knew very well that Juzaburo did not have any so-called love expression towards Shirayuki. It could even be said that among all the people he slept with, Shirayuki was the one who was abused the most and was the cruelest, and her life was endangered many times.

So he was puzzled.

He wants an answer.

"Is he really... still alive?" Shouzaburo asked again. He began to breathe heavily, and the contents of his stomach were constantly pulled out by a mysterious force.

"That's right, tell me quickly, you don't have much time." Bai He said coldly.

Juzaburo nodded.

He also felt that he didn't have much time left, and he also knew what Baihe's purpose was in telling him this suddenly.

He knew he had no choice.

He knew that Baihe didn't care whether his son lived or died.

The internal organs that were connected together, large chunks of them, all leaked out.

Shouzaburo felt that his stomach was empty, just like a pregnant woman giving birth to a baby.

But at this moment, his mind was extremely clear, and even the time he felt was infinitely stretched.

The experiences that I had experienced, the scenes that I had always wanted to recall but could not remember no matter what, those very vague past events, all became clear at this moment.

He remembered how he had whipped the skinny girl with a whip, her bright red blood staining the ends of her long white hair.

The girl cried and screamed, but her eyes were fixed on the window of the villa, never leaving for a moment.

He remembered how he had fed her dog food for a month and made her bark like a dog every day in order to get food. He also remembered how he had cleverly broken her legs and lied to her that she would never be able to stand up in her lifetime.

After she tried to escape, he abused her in the most brutal way, but she never failed to live up to his expectations, always with that look in her eyes!
Other women would become obedient in a month, and if they were disciplined with violence, it would take even less time. No matter how proud a boy or girl is, once they are brought into the Naganuma family, they will slowly start treating themselves as a tool.

Just like he used to be...

But Snow White is different.

She was thinking about escaping all the time.

No matter how gentle he was to her, she always looked at the sky outside the manor.

No matter how cruelly he abused her, she would never give up the idea of ​​running away. "I knew she had been waiting for that time.

When she was seven months pregnant, I thought she wasn't going to run away, but when she was eight months old, she ran away!

Haha, she ran away!

I knew it! I should have known it!"

Shouzaburo smiled tremblingly, tears flowing excitedly, his face full of longing, jealousy, relief and satisfaction.

Baihe frowned and looked at the crazy man in front of him in confusion.

"what are you saying?"

"Didn't you ask me?

I have always, always wanted to be a good father.

But I can’t let my kids be like me.”

The muscles in Shouzaburo's cheeks twitched, his pupils shrank chaotically, and his body muscles spasmed due to the massive blood loss.

But he continued:

"Snow White is different from you, she is different from everyone else... Only Snow White, only Snow White, can give birth to a child like that.

No matter what happens, she always has that look in her eyes. Her child will never be like me... He must be a very good child."

Bai He looked at the crazy man in silence.

He understood and there was no need to ask any more questions.

It has ended.

Shouzaburo seemed to be completely unconcerned about his body. He raised his head and his eyes seemed to penetrate into a distant place.

"My son—"

Naganuma Jusaburo exhaled the last bit of air in his lungs, and the last note was drawn out.

The next second, there was a muffled sound, like diarrhea, and the heart, internal organs, kidneys, everything was pulled out of the wound in one breath.

The snow on the ceiling was still falling slowly, and a piece of bright red flesh was steaming on the thin snow.

Bai He looked at the pool of steaming internal organs, trembling as he struggled to stand up with the help of his only remaining arm, holding on to the wall.

That day he held Snow White in his arms and walked through the sewer to the end of the city.

The blood of the white snow was steaming on the snow, and the city's sewage was constantly discharged from the ditches, turning the white snow into a dirty gray.

Their weak bodies were simply not capable of supporting the act of childbirth, and the outcome might have been determined the moment they escaped.

Just like Juzaburo said, at eight months old, he shouldn’t be running.

“Brother, please cut open my stomach, I can’t survive… Take good care of him.

Give this Rubik's Cube to him, and tell him it belongs to mom."

Baihe will always remember those inexplicable last words.

The purple baby was only the size of his two palms. It didn't cry when it was taken out, and looked like it was dead.

"Xiaoxue...my Xiaoxue."

Bai He leaned against the wall, fell to the ground, and sobbed with his hands covering his face.

Baihe didn't understand.

All his sorrow for Shirayuki was exchanged with the Minister and turned into strength. All the sorrow from the past had been taken away long ago, but why was he still crying?
Is it because the deal is closed?
Is it because revenge is over?

But even though revenge is so painful, if he had the chance to do it again, he would do it again.

For no other reason than to get this sadness back.

(End of this chapter)