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Liu Guangqi followed his finger and saw two policemen carrying a stretcher toward the door.

The white sheet on the stretcher was blown up by the wind, revealing a haggard, eerie, sorrowful, and fearful face underneath.

"That...that is..." Liu Guangqi's voice began to tremble.

That's your mother.

Qin Ming's voice came from behind.

"Your mother, Li Zhaodi, committed suicide in the detention cell half an hour ago. She banged her head against the wall so hard that she died on the spot."

Liu Guangqi was stunned.

He stared blankly at Qin Ming, then at the stretcher that was walking further and further away, his mind buzzing.

Mother...is dead?

He committed suicide?

Why?

"Why...why?" he murmured.

Qin Ming looked at him, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes. "Your mother couldn't bear the pressure. The deaths of your father and two younger brothers, the deaths of everyone in the courtyard at No. 95—she may be facing a fear even greater than death at any moment..."

He paused, then didn't continue.

But Liu Guangqi understood.

One by one, the people in the courtyard died.

Those gruesome deaths.

That kind of fear that hangs over the entire courtyard, hangs over my heart, and lingers in my mind.

"No...it's impossible..."

Liu Guangqi shook his head, backing away step by step. "My mother... she's very strong, she wouldn't commit suicide... she wouldn't..."

Then, he abruptly raised his head, looked at Qin Ming, his eyes bloodshot: "Officer, my mother... did she really commit suicide?"

Qin Ming nodded: "Judging from the on-site investigation, yes, she was not subjected to those inhuman tortures."

"But... but why did she commit suicide?"

Liu Guangqi's voice trembled with tears as he feigned ignorance, "Why didn't she wait for me? I'm back! I've come to see her!"

Qin Ming looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Comrade Liu Guangqi, when did you receive the phone call?"

Liu Guangqi was taken aback: "One...one day ago."

"I received the notification a day ago, why are you only coming now? If I remember your file correctly, the vocational school you attended is at most a three-hour drive from home."

Qin Ming asked, his voice devoid of emotion, but his sharp eyes pierced through Liu Guangqi's disguise like knives.

Liu Guangqi opened his mouth, as if to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound.

What could he say?

To say he's afraid of death?

Does that mean he's afraid to come back?

Is it true that he came here against his will to win back his girlfriend?

He couldn't bring himself to say those words.

Even a man has his pride.

"I...I..." he stammered, unable to give a coherent answer.

Qin Ming saw through his thoughts but didn't expose him. He simply sighed and said, "Comrade Liu Guangqi, please accept my condolences. You..."

Before he could finish speaking, a commotion suddenly broke out in the courtyard.

"Make way! Make way! Everyone make way!"

Several police officers rushed in carrying several stretchers, which were covered with white sheets, but the sheets were already soaked with blood.

Dark red bloodstains seeped onto the white cloth, a shocking sight.

"Captain Qin! Something terrible has happened again!! Another body has been found!!!"

Wang Gang shouted, "At the steel rolling mill, Foreman Sun died, and his death was... just like the deaths of those people in the courtyard at No. 95."

Qin Ming's expression changed, and he immediately went to meet him: "What happened? Tell me in detail!"

"We had just brought back seven bodies from the scene of the murder of the sanitation worker, Third Master, when someone shouted to report the crime not far from the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill."

It is said that Foreman Sun from the boiler-turning workshop of the steel rolling mill has died.

When we rushed over, we found the person dead in the office, cut in two from top to bottom, with blood everywhere.

Chief Li took two men to investigate and told us to bring the seven bodies back first.

Wang Gang's voice trembled, "Moreover, according to the person who reported the case, there was a line of words written in blood on the wall where Foreman Sun died..."

"What character?"

"Blood debts must be repaid in blood; none of them will escape."

The place was deathly silent.

Everyone stared at the stretchers behind Wang Gang and at the gruesome corpses beneath the white sheets.

Looking at Qin Ming's gloomy face and Liu Guangqi's pale face.

Liu Guangqi stood there, his whole body ice-cold.

Seven more corpses?

It hasn't been reported in the newspapers yet.

Blood debts must be repaid in blood.

None of them can escape.

These words echoed in his ears like a spell.

Only one thought was in my mind: This place is unclean, there's something dirty here, I need to get out of here!

As soon as I arrived, I encountered a person who had died.

Who will be next...?

Will it be... his turn?

Am I walking right into a trap?

"Officer..." Liu Guangqi's voice trembled uncontrollably, "I...I want to see my mother, just one last time..."

Qin Ming glanced at him, nodded, and signaled the police officers to bring the stretcher over.

The white cloth was lifted.

Li Zhaodi's face was revealed.

There was a huge wound on his forehead, deep enough to expose the bone, with the skin torn open and the blood already congealed, turning dark red.

Her eyes were half-open, her gaze empty, but a strange smile played on her lips, a smile that seemed both liberated and mocking.

He mocked the evil spirits, saying they couldn't take her life.

Liu Guangqi stared at his mother's face for a long time.

Then, he slowly knelt down.

"Mom...I'm sorry...I'm late..."

We are really late.

I arrived so late that I didn't even get to see him one last time.

By the time they arrived, the mother had already become a cold corpse.

It's too late to undo anything.

Tears finally streamed down her face, dripping onto the ground and mixing with her mother's blood.

But Liu Guangqi knew that he couldn't even tell how much sadness, fear, and regret were in those tears.

Qin Ming stood aside, watching silently.

He knew Liu Guangqi was acting, at least partly, but he couldn't tell how much of it was genuine.

But he didn't expose it.

The person is already dead, what's the point of saying all this?

However, as he looked at Liu Guangqi's kneeling figure and Li Zhaodi's body on the stretcher, a strange sense of sorrow welled up in his heart.

This family is finished.

My father died, my two younger brothers died, and my mother committed suicide.

Only Liu Guangqi is left.

Whether he can survive is still unknown.

Because the murderer and evil spirits have not stopped, and have even left behind the arrogant statement: blood debts must be repaid in blood, and none of them will escape.

This sentence is like a death warrant, hanging over the heads of everyone involved.

This also includes Liu Guangqi.

After all, you can't leave something behind, especially when it's an evil spirit seeking revenge.

Qin Ming raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky.

Dark clouds loom overhead; a downpour is imminent.

When will this revenge end?

he does not know.

All he knew was that more people would die.

Until...the debt is fully repaid.

"When will the special case investigation team that the director mentioned arrive? Every minute that passes, I feel like someone is going to die."

however.

The next moment, the dark clouds parted, and a dozen jeeps slowly drove over from a distance.

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