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  Across the interrogation table was a woman with a dull and lifeless complexion, her face sallow and prematurely wrinkled at the corners of her eyes. She wore a tattered and patched cotton-padded jacket that seemed to have been worn for many years, although she was still in her prime, yet somehow already looked like she had reached the twilight of her years.

  The prisoners who came here were either scolding or crying for mercy, but this woman kept her head down from start to finish, occasionally nodding or shaking her head in response, and quietly cooperated with the interrogation.

  Yan Li didn't mind either.

  As the second-in-command of the Gui City Criminal Police Brigade, he handles thousands or even tens of thousands of cases every year. His heart has long been tempered into a hard and rough stone that is not easily shaken.

  What's more, he is a murderer who killed six people in one family.

  Yan Li thought of the Mid-Autumn Festival a year ago when he received the report and rushed to the scene, where six charred bodies were pulled out from the ruins, their faces completely unrecognizable.

  This is one of the rare major criminal cases in recent years.

  But thinking of the customs in Heyang County, I also feel that such a thing is bound to happen sooner or later. Especially in the southeastern corner of Sangjiadang, nestled in the mountains, they rarely interact with the outside world and are still as poor as they were before liberation, with every household relying on their daughters-in-law to make a living.

  After the incident, the men of Sangjiadang stood up with righteous indignation, saying that this bought-in daughter-in-law was a born white-eyed wolf, who had run away five or six times and still had the audacity to run off with a goods runner after being beaten by Quan Gen until her legs were broken. A few gossiping women also angrily said that this daughter-in-law was a fox spirit who loved to seduce men into bed, saying that it was only a matter of time before something happened, and now everyone had become wise after the event.

  A one-legged woman was wanted nationwide for a year, and somehow managed to conceal herself, hiding for a whole year until she surrendered today - making the entire Gui City police station almost a laughing stock in the industry.

  "After fleeing for almost a year, why did you suddenly think of surrendering?"

  Jiang Xi looked up at him with a glance.

  Yan Li suddenly realized that the woman had a pair of sparkling eyes, even with a large scar under her eye, and even if the sparkle was just a stagnant pool of water, it could still sense the former charm, making people unable to help but stop and think for a moment.

  "Officer," Jiang Xi's rough voice was like sandpaper scraping against wood, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time: "What are you asking all this for?"

  "The case requires."

  Yan tightly handed over the file, and passed the mineral water on his side to the front. Little Liu also stopped writing, curiously looking over.

  Jiang Xi didn't respond, as if she had lost interest in everything in this world. After a while, she managed to say: "I... went back home for a bit."

  Yan Li suddenly understood.

  Last year, when the wanted notice was just released, he went to Shen City on purpose to catch people. During the investigation, it was found that within two months of Jiang Xi's kidnapping, her parents had died. It is said that his father was spiritually confused on the way to find someone outside, and was crushed to death by a large card, with extremely tragic death, Jiang Xi's mother could not bear the blow, suffered from depression, and jumped directly from the building.

  Yan Li could almost imagine that when Jiang Xi finally returned home after overcoming countless difficulties, he found that his parents had long since passed away due to the accident back then.

  He suddenly felt a little sympathy for this murderer.

  Jiang Xi fell silent for a moment: "Being alive doesn't have much meaning either."

  "Why kill?"

  "If you can't live, then just die."

  Jiang Xi slightly closed her eyes, and only then did Yan Li notice that she still had a row of curled and raised eyelashes.

  He suddenly remembered the personal data belonging to Jiang Xi that came from Shen City, which was said to be able to reveal the true form of all demons and monsters. The ID photo showed a bright-eyed and smiling girl with a lively spirit, and just looking at it made him feel a surge of spiritual energy.

  If fate hadn't taken a wrong turn, it would be too cruel to this woman. She should have had a bright and happy future instead of carrying an infamous name for the rest of her life.

  Yan Li felt a slight sense of regret.

  He thought of his own daughter who was in high school, full of energy and vitality, about the same age as Jiang Xi when she went missing. The mere thought sent shivers down his spine.

  "Can't live on? Did they beat you?"

  "Why not beat her? Every day, three meals a time, take the whip to flog. When she's not in the mood, also flog. In that place, wives bought are their own belongings, beating them to death is not a problem."

  Jiang Xi rolled up her sleeves, revealing a small section of her wrist, and Little Liu let out a cry of surprise.

  A short paragraph, crisscrossing with no good flesh, all are potholed and layered scars, obviously left by years of flogging, a glance is frightening.

  "Doesn't look good? Nothing's wrong."

  Jiang Xi casually pulled her sleeve back down, but Yan Li noticed that her right thumb was slightly bent outward, as if it had been twisted and not properly reset.

  "Getting beaten is a daily routine, often being punished by going hungry and sleepless all day and night – it's nothing."

  Under the bright red flag and in broad daylight, Little Liu grew up luxuriantly, unable to understand that if this was nothing, then what was something. Soon, Jiang Xi let him know, the evil that could be spawned from the land irrigated by ignorance and poverty.

  "Where did Sang Quanguan get the money to buy me, do you know? He's the eldest, and there are three younger brothers under him. The four brothers pooled their money together to buy me. On the surface, I'm Sang Quanguan's wife alone, but do you know how many people sleep in this bed?"

  "How many?"

  Xiao Liu's throat is tight.

  Yan Li looked at him and didn't scold him.

  "Four, ah, no, later there was even one more, that old invincible father of his."

  Jiang Xi let out a strange laugh from his throat, short and cold-blooded.

  It was as if he had stumbled into a bizarre reality that only existed in ghost stories told at night, leaving Little Liu stunned and speechless, his voice trembling: "Th-th-this..."

  He was at a loss for words.

  "Why didn't you call the police?"

  "Report an alarm?"

  Jiang Xi's gaze made Xiao Liu feel a wave of heat on his face, and for some reason, he suddenly didn't dare to listen anymore.

  Yan Li understood in Jiang Xi's silence.

  In that poor and remote Heyang County, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, for the sake of local security management, most police officers turn a blind eye to this.

  Jiang Xi didn't say anything, but in her almost mocking gaze, it was as if she had said everything.

  "Officer, is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

  Jiang Xi was the kind of prisoner Yan Li rarely encountered.

  She is elegant and courteous, with clear speech, obviously well-educated. When confessing to the crime, her logic remains very clear. She confessed in great detail, from pre-incident preparations to post-incident escape methods, without any deceit or concealment. Her attitude was calm and composed.

  Yan Li was very clear, this is a person who seeks death with all his heart.

  She lost her grip on life.

  Life for Jiang Xi was nothing but pain and desolation.

  Yan Li felt a slight tingling in his nose, he rubbed his nose, and his voice became a bit thicker: "It's gone."

  He picked up the file and stood up, as if he had thought of something again, turned his head and said: "If... there's anything or letters that need to be delivered, you can call Little Liu."

  Jiang Xi fell silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed:

  "No."

  The case was approved very quickly from the time it was submitted to the time the approval document came down, which was not unexpected. In any case, there is a good reason for this, and what awaits Jiang Xi is just a bullet.

  In the midst of complex and complicated news events, even a piece of tofu can't get any attention.

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  "Hmm——"

  Jiang Xi suddenly opened his eyes.

  The back of her head throbbed with increasingly severe pain, and she dazedly thought: Didn't I die?

  The sound of sobbing, like a symphony, made her "death" unsteady, Jiang Xi helplessly "resurrected", forcing herself to look ahead, and was immediately stunned:

  "Little, Little Ling?"

  A round-eyed and round-faced little girl asked her with a half curious and half naive expression: "Sister, how do you know Xiaoling's name?"

  Jiang Xi had an unconscious feeling that something was wrong.

  Propped up his body, behind him was a cold and hard earth wall, under him was a thick layer of straw mat, in the small room, dozens of big and small children were herded like pigs, the whole scene was bleak and desolate.

  In her tears, Jiang Xi squinted - wasn't this the room where she was temporarily placed for a period of time after being abducted all those years ago?

  "Sister, does your head still hurt?"

  Jiang Xi only felt a large bulge at the back of her head, and suddenly remembered that when she was first thrown into this room, she had a fiery temper and was indeed smashed against the wall by that woman with a handful of hair.

  "Sister doesn't hurt."

  Jiang Xi looked at his own excessively pale and tender hands, these hands had never had the calluses of middle-aged labor, nor any frightening missing fingers.

  It suddenly occurred to her: coincidentally, she... had been reborn?

  Everything seems hopeless.

  Jiang Xi took less than an hour to confirm that she wasn't hallucinating - she had indeed been reborn.

  It's not too late for everything.

  Jiang Xi didn't ask the heavens why they couldn't just be kind and send her back to before she was kidnapped, instead she felt that this timing was just right, producing a tiny bit of indescribable comfort: probably because she had suffered for so long, being too fortunate made her uneasy, but a little bit of fortune was enough.

  For this tile house, Jiang Xi is deeply etched in her memory. In the countless days and nights of being beaten and abused at Sangjia Dang, she had simulated escaping over and over again in her mind, and was almost familiar with this experience.

  "Xiao Ling, go back and sit properly, someone is coming."

  As expected, just as the sound of Jiang Xi's voice had barely faded away, the door "creaked" open from outside, and the old wooden door in the rural area bounced back against the wall.

  A rural woman in her thirties with hair like a bird's nest rushed in, shouting: "What are you yelling about? Are you all mourning? If you yell again, I'll send you all to see the King of Hell tonight!"

  A loud clang was heard, and an iron basin fell to the ground.

  It's certainly not like at home where you can have a bowl of rice with several dishes, pick and choose what you like, and if you don't like it, you can just turn the bowl over.

  Congee cooked with old rice from who-knows-which year, floating on top are a few rotten leaves, occasionally you can even see dead insects drifting around, and it's not uncommon to crack a tooth on a stone.

  Thin porridge, barely enough to keep from starving.

  Not eating? Okay.

  The next two meals continue to starve.

  Those who deceive people will not take pity on you just because of your young age - apart from the little skin used to deceive people outside, the heart in their chest cavity is probably already rotten.

  The iron basin came down, and the children who were still crying just now gathered around with interest, waiting for their turn to get porridge.

  Most of them were like Xiaoling, young children who could run and jump, but they were all quiet as chickens, too well-behaved. There weren't many as big as Jiangxi.

  The kidnappers also have their own rules and won't take just anyone.

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