It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Zhong Lin entered the courtyard and looked inside. He saw the other three people in the family watching him from a short distance away.

His gaze was fixed on the boy, who must be Shen Quansheng, the one who had been mentally challenged since childhood but then recovered.

"You don't need to be too afraid. We've just come to ask you about something."

His words were very comforting, but his expression was so serious that it was impossible not to be afraid.

"Officer, please ask us anything. We will tell you the truth. Please come inside and sit down."

Zhong Lin followed Liu Xiaomei into the house.

After sitting down, he didn't get straight to the point, but instead asked Sheng Sheng a few very common-sense questions.

I'm sure I'm not stupid anymore.

Then he asked him where he woke up this morning.

Sheng Sheng answered honestly, "In the grove of trees over there in the square."

When facing the child, Chung Lin's expression softened considerably.

"So you slept in the woods? Did you feel unwell anywhere when you woke up?"

Sheng Sheng thought for a moment and replied, "I must have taken a nap in the woods. When I woke up, my whole body was sore, but I felt better after walking for a while."

Zhong Lin nodded, then turned his gaze to Liu Xiaomei and Shen Yan. "I heard you picked up a little beggar in the alley yesterday, is that right?"

There was no way to hide it. Someone saw Yunli when she brought her back, and Liu Xiaomei later went out to inquire whether Yunli was a lost child from some family.

During this time, she naturally explained to others that she wanted to adopt the little beggar.

Liu Xiaomei: "Yes, yesterday morning when my daughter and I went out to buy groceries, we saw that skinny little girl. My daughter felt sorry for her and begged me to take her home."

Based on the information his subordinates had gathered, Zhong Lin was skeptical that they would have such good intentions.

A family that loves to take advantage of others would never bring a little beggar home to eat for no reason.

"I want to hear the truth!" Zhong Lin's sharp gaze swept over Liu Xiaomei.

Liu Xiaomei's heart skipped a beat. She quickly weighed the options in her mind. Compared to being involved in a murder case, adopting a child bride didn't seem like such a big deal.

She smiled ingratiatingly, "Um, officer, we were wrong, could you please turn a blind eye? We won't do it again next time."

Zhong Lin frowned deeply. This family really did have an ulterior motive, and his aura suddenly became sharp.

"Tell me! What is your purpose in bringing that child back?"

"To be a child bride!" Liu Xiaomei blurted out immediately after he finished speaking.

"Officer, we had no choice. You know my son was mentally challenged before today. We were worried he wouldn't be able to find a wife when he grew up, so we wanted to raise him from a young age."

Zhong Lin's expression froze. Even so, he thought he had found a clue to the murder case.

However, the idea of ​​a child bride is a feudal concept, and the neighborhood committee should give her a good talking-to.

Where is that child now?

"I don't know." Liu Xiaomei shook her head. "Shengsheng disappeared last night, and then she disappeared again. We searched for most of the night but couldn't find her. We don't know where she went."

Zhong Lin also heard about this from his colleagues who were searching for the person last night.

After asking a few more questions, Zhong Lin, finding no clues, left.

However, before leaving, Liu Xiaomei was asked to write a self-criticism and submit it to the street office.

Liu Xiaomei readily agreed, and he finally left.

People in this era, whether they have committed a crime or not, do not like to deal with the police.

The only clue now is a thin little girl, and Zhong Lin ordered a portion of the manpower to be sent to find her.

The little girl who was being searched woke up after a nap in the space. After washing up, she ate two bowls of rice porridge that had been stored in the warehouse before leaving the space.

There is no night in this space; it is daytime all year round.

When I came out of the space, it was already 11 p.m., and all was quiet.

She first scanned the area with her mental energy and found two police officers guarding the entrance to Zhou Lanlan's house.

There was no one else around.

She walked out of the grove and took out the drop of blood she had taken from the people of Jiazi Village from her spatial storage.

With a slight movement of his lips, a drop of blood floated in the air and drifted away in one direction, with Yun Li following at a leisurely pace.

After enjoying good food and drink for a while, Yun Li clearly felt that her physical strength had improved a lot, and she could walk much faster, but she still didn't have much fat on her body.

By the time it was fully light, she had walked more than 20 kilometers and was far away from D city.

She didn't stop during this time; when she got hungry, she would take a steamed bun and eat it as she walked.

However, things won't work after daybreak; you'll run into people, and eating too much good food will cause trouble.

Around noon, Yun Li couldn't take it anymore; the sun was just too strong. So she went into her space, ate something, took a shower, and rested.

They continued their journey into the evening.

She walked for more than four days in this way, and around 3 p.m., she arrived in City C and came to the steel factory's residential compound.

Sun Hongying has returned, and the child has been buried, but she seems to have lost her mind.

Min Zhao divorced her for her and the child's safety. Now that the child is gone, even though Sun Hongying has returned, Min Zhao did not keep her at home, but sent her back to her parents' home.

With her child gone and her husband gone, Sun Hongying was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Her parents, unaware of Min Zhao's intentions, even had him beaten up.

Min Zhao endured the entire ordeal without retaliating at all.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Min Zhao used his injuries and the factory to ask for a month's leave. He then bought a lot of food and some things to cover himself up, and locked himself at home, hardly ever going out.

The people in the factory didn't find it strange; they just shook their heads in sympathy. With their child and wife gone, how could they be in a good mood?

Min Zhao, whom they sympathized with, was not wallowing in despair at home; he was setting traps to ensure that anyone who came would never return, in order to avenge his son and clan.

Not only that, he also somehow got hold of a hunting rifle.

Everything was ready; all that was left was for the assassin to come.

Aside from eating, he would sleep for a few hours during the day and spend the rest of his time sitting in the living room, aiming his gun at the doorway.

Anyone who tries to get in through irregular means will be shot.

The person who wanted to invite him to a gunfight was currently using his mental power to watch Min Zhao, who was tense all over, holding a gun and aiming it at the entrance.

Yun Li watched for a while, then turned and left; it was a bit tricky.

Although she still has many skills available now, they are all support abilities and cannot be used as combat power.

Even if she hadn't been fast enough to store the bullet in her spatial storage, she might still have been hit.

If my body were to be shot now, I might not die, but I wouldn't be able to deal with Min Zhao afterwards.

Of course, she could enter the space to dodge bullets, but she couldn't rely on hiding every time. If she couldn't kill Min Zhao, the space would be exposed, leading to endless troubles.

As she walked, she pondered. After getting quite a distance from the steel factory, she stopped and sat down against the wall in a corner. Her head was drooping, and her thin body made her look pitiful.

She was filled with resentment. Although her health was much better than when she first returned, she was still far from being a normal person.

In addition, his height is also a major drawback.

Even with superhuman strength, without medication, her small frame would make it difficult for her to fight an adult head-on.