I'm only five years old, how come I've become the military region's darling?

Even though it was already evening, the entrance to the Tanshui City Public Security Bureau was still crowded with people.

From a distance, it looked like a dense, dark mass. Xing Yong and his companions walked through the crowd.

At this moment, the police formed a circle on the inside, and behind them sat a simply dressed woman, holding a knife to her own neck. Her eyes were empty and expressionless, like a walking corpse, and in front of her was a blood-written letter on a tattered white cloth.

"Sun Cuihua".

The woman sitting there looked up at Xing Yong, then pointed mechanically to the blood-written note on the ground. Only then did Xing Yong see clearly that it read, in crooked handwriting, "Zhang Hai didn't kill anyone..."

"Zhang Yong did not kill anyone, but he knew you had committed murder but failed to report it, so we cannot release him for the time being."

Sun Cuihua couldn't speak, but upon hearing Xing Yong's words, her previously calm emotions surged. She let out a silent scream, "Ahhh—!" The knife in her hand had already drawn blood on her neck, but she didn't care at all, only continuing to scream...

Xing Yong tried to comfort her, but every time he got close, Sun Cuihua became even more agitated and hurt herself.

It's too difficult to communicate with a mute person who can't speak.

Just as everyone was getting anxious, Xiaochun, who had been standing at the back, stepped forward. Her innocent eyes held a complex mix of emotions. "Actually, you didn't want to implicate Zhang Hai, that's why you didn't commit suicide, right?"

The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xiaochun's small body. Sun Cuihua, who was opposite, was stunned. She looked at the little child, her eyes filled with tears. "Ah ah ah," she pointed to the strip of cloth stained with blood, her eyes full of pleading.

She didn't say a word, yet everyone understood what she meant.

Xing Yong paused for half a second, then said, "Qin Yuezheng, go and bring Zhang Hai out."

Seeing the honest-looking Zhang Hai being brought over, Sun Cuihua's lips trembled, and she knelt down on the ground with a thud.

Zhang Hai, a tough man, had tears in his eyes. "Aunt Sun, it's alright, I'm fine. The police didn't hit me. I don't regret helping you."

"Captain Xing, I know it's illegal to fail to report something, but..." Zhang Hai choked up, "Aunt Sun has suffered so much. I've been kind to Brother Zhang, I just can't bring myself to report her. Besides, that beast Qin Dahai deserves to die!"

"You don't know, that beast Qin Dahai not only bullied Rongrong himself, but he also colluded with several other bastards. He deserved to die!"

Sun Cuihua had always believed that Zhang Rongrong's death was due to Fang Xu's affair, and that Rongrong had committed suicide because she couldn't bear the shock. Sun Cuihua accepted her fate, but it turned out that wasn't the case. One night, while Sun Cuihua was cleaning up trash in the alley behind the restaurant, she saw Fang Xu. She wanted to chase after him and yell at him, but unexpectedly, she overheard Qin Dahai and Fang Xu's conversation.

"If I don't get those drugs, I'll expose that you also raped Zhang Rongrong. Fang Xu, you had your fun that night, didn't you? Don't pretend with me. I'm giving you a chance to make money, so don't be ungrateful."

Sun Cuihua could only hear her heart pounding wildly. She was stunned and realized what Rongrong had gone through. In order to find out the truth, she searched for Qin Dahai for many days. Finally, God gave her a chance to meet Qin Dahai. She stopped Qin Dahai and took out the notebook to show him.

When Qin Dahai saw Sun Cuihua asking about Zhang Rongrong, he realized that this was her mother and immediately sneered, "So you're her mother? Haha, I didn't expect your daughter to be so delicious, but her mother is mute. No wonder that coward Fang Xu didn't say a word even though he was being cuckolded, hahaha."

Sun Cuifang's eyes reddened as she rushed over, yelling "Ahhh!" Qin Dahai impatiently pushed her away, saying, "Get lost, you old hag."

But Sun Cuihua wouldn't give up. She scratched Qin Dahai relentlessly. In pain, Qin Dahai kicked Sun Cuihua to the ground, stepped on her right arm, and laughed condescendingly, "You mute! I slept with your daughter, and not just me, several men did too! So what? What can you do about it? Put away your dead fish eyes. If you want to settle accounts, go find Fang Xu. He slept with her too, hahahaha—"

Sun Cuihua was thrown to the side of the road like a tattered rag, her cloudy eyes filled with tears. Her Rongrong, her Rongrong...

It felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on Sun Cuihua's heart. It turned out that Rongrong had been killed by them. It was from that moment that Sun Cuihua began to seek revenge. But how could a woman like her defeat a strong man like Qin Dahai? But it seemed that everything was arranged by fate.

Qin Dahai often got drunk, but that day, he didn't expect that a mother full of revenge would be watching him. Sun Cuihua knocked Sun Dahai unconscious, and at that moment, her thin body burst out with boundless energy, dragging him to the spot she had already scouted out on a cart.

She slashed Qin Dahai's neck with a knife, and Qin Dahai died without even knowing what happened. Afterwards, she cut Qin Dahai into pieces to see if this person's heart was black, how could he be so vicious.

The blood washed over Sun Cuihua's heart, which was filled with hatred. She put the severed arm and head back together. Originally, she wanted to use the severed arm to scare Fang Xu, but when she saw Fang Xu's smug look, she thought it would be too easy to scare him. She originally planned to throw the severed hand away, but Zhang Hai called her to go to the front to help. Sun Cuihua thought that no one would come near the slop bucket except her, so she temporarily threw the severed hand into the slop bucket.

Perhaps it was fate's arrangement, because that day the cook happened to burn something and went to throw it away.

After the police arrived that day, Sun Cuihua knew she couldn't wait any longer. She returned to the village intending to take revenge as soon as possible, but Zhang Hai suddenly came to find her that night.

It turned out that Zhang Hai had seen her in the corner of the kitchen that day. Sun Cuihua begged him not to tell, and Zhang Hai had received a favor from Zhang Rongrong's father, so he chose to remain silent and protect her.

Everything became clear through Zhang Hai's narration. Everyone silently gazed at the sorrowful mother. Murder was wrong, but at this moment they couldn't bring themselves to utter words of blame; all they felt was deep helplessness and indescribable sorrow.

Tears welled in Sun Cuihua's honest eyes. She was still laughing as she knelt on the ground, laughing until tears streamed down her face. She looked up at the sky again, her mouth opening and closing, "Rongrong, Rongrong..."

Without a second thought, the hand holding the knife slashed down towards her own neck. In the nick of time, Qin's old lady screamed from the crowd, "She killed your daughter! If you want to kill someone, kill her! Why did you kill my son?!"

Sun Cuihua's hand froze in place, her eyes fixed on Old Lady Qin across from her.

"Your daughter was driven to her death by Qin Lianxiang. She didn't want to die. Qin Lianxiang provoked her, saying that if she didn't die, she would be a burden to you, and the reputation of being a slut would make you unable to hold your head up for the rest of your life."

"Ahhhhhh—" Sun Cuihua froze, then rushed over like a madwoman.

After several police officers finally managed to subdue the person, Old Lady Qin spoke viciously, "So what if you killed two people? The person who really killed your daughter is still alive. You're just a useless old codger."

Sun Cuihua was on the verge of collapse, screaming, "Ahhhhhh—"

"Enough! Drag her away!" Xing Yong coldly ordered. "No wonder Qin Dahai and Qin Lianxiang would do such a thing."

Old Mrs. Qin looked displeased after being scolded, but she didn't dare to argue back. Just then, Zhang Ning came out from behind.

"Whether she kills Qin Lianxiang or not, Qin Lianxiang won't live much longer anyway..."

Xing Yong and the others all looked at Zhang Ning, who was unusually angry. "What does Forensic Doctor Zhang mean by this?"