Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4380 (Four Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty) Smallest

"Probably..." he replied.

"You can't even remember this?" the other party asked.

"I really can't remember." He replied.

The head with the red face said, "Look at my face, look at those hands."

"Okay," he said.

At this moment, all those hands sank down and sank into the bloody water with tears.

"Are those hands the same size?" asked the head with the red face.

"It's different," he replied.

"Where was the smallest hand you saw just now?" the other party asked.

"From my point of view, it's... on the far left," he replied.

"How old do you think the owner of that hand is?" asked the head with a red face.

"The master...maybe...he's only...about one year old," he replied.

"What do you think after seeing this?" the other party asked.

"I just think it should be a...child." he replied.

"And then?" the red-faced head continued to ask.

"No more." He answered truthfully.

"Did you ever feel a trace of pity in your heart?" asked the head with a red face.

"No." He answered truthfully again.

"Have you ever seen a child being killed before?" asked the red-faced head.

"Yes," he replied.

"How old is the child?" the other party asked.

"It's different," he said. "Have you seen it more than once?" asked the red-faced head.

"Yes," he replied.

"How small is the smallest?" the other party asked.

"The youngest...was...being held..." he answered.

"Really?" the other party asked.

"Yes...yeah..." he replied.

He didn't know why he answered like that. The other party even expressed doubts, and he felt that he definitely didn't answer wrong.

"No, you have seen it before. A newborn baby was killed before it could be picked up." said the head with the red face.

He was a little surprised why the other party said that, but then he thought about it and remembered that this seemed to have happened a long time ago.

"Yes," he said.

Of course, he was curious about why the other person knew and even remembered something that he himself could not remember. He thought: Could this person have some relationship with the relatives of the newborn child? It seems that the relatives of that child were all killed? Could it be... another relative?
Just when he thought of this, the word "relatives" that popped into his mind made him feel uncomfortable.

The other party continued to ask: "Have you ever seen a pregnant person being killed?"

"It seems... it seems... yes..." he said as he recalled. In fact, he couldn't remember clearly.

The red-faced head asked, "The child was killed before he could come into the world. The killer, the Tiecang man, stabbed the pregnant woman in the abdomen. You must have seen it."

After being reminded by the other party, he had some impression and said, "Then... it should be."

The red-faced head said again: "Now that you think about it, do you feel that it was a bit cruel?"

He replied: "Now...it seems...yes."

The other party asked: "Why do you think so?"

He didn't dare to say what he was thinking, because when he heard the question asked by the other party, what he was thinking was: What if the pregnant woman is carrying a child from Tiecang? It would be a pity if that person was killed before he even had the chance to come into the world.

(End of this chapter)