SEC Chapter 235 My Mother is a Fortune Teller 20
Chapter 235 My Mother is a Fortune Teller 20
In the courtyard, the police officers who were explaining things to the villagers of Dahouqiao exchanged glances.
Their eyes widened in surprise, but upon hearing the girl crying inside the house, they instantly understood.
They actually found it?
It’s incredible!
They waited a while before pushing the door open and entering.
Lu Aijun, who was inside the house, was horrified when his sister told him that the old beast was digging a hole under the bed.
He looked down and saw that there was indeed some fresh soil scattered on the ground.
He crouched down and looked under the bed, immediately spotting a dark hole.
He took a deep breath, feeling a lingering sense of fear.
Fortunately, I consulted Aunt Yingniang for a fortune telling, which helped me find my sister immediately.
If she had arrived a day later, my sister would probably have been imprisoned and tortured by that old beast for the rest of her life.
Thinking about this, he felt both hatred and relief.
Thank goodness I didn't call the police for help.
At this moment, Feng Jinguo lifted the curtain and came in. He glanced at the frightened girl on the bed and hurriedly comforted her:
"Little girl, don't be afraid, we are police officers, you are safe now."
Then, he turned to look at Lu Aijun, who was lying under the bed.
"Lu Aijun, what's the situation now?"
Lu Aijun completely ignored them.
After he emerged from under the bed, he shouted to his fellow villagers who had come in with the police:
"There's a hole down there, that old beast is still digging a hole down there!"
"Tie Niu, Er Gou, get me some firewood. I'm going to burn him to death today!"
The group's eyes widened upon hearing this. Tie Niu and Er Gou quickly responded and turned to run away.
"Don't mess around!"
Feng Jinguo hurriedly shouted, trying to dissuade him.
The young policeman was surprised and peered under the bed, where he indeed found a hole.
He looked up at Feng Jinguo and shouted:
"There really is a hole, Master."
Feng Jinguo also bent down to take a look, and after standing up, he felt a wave of fear.
Good heavens, this junior high school teacher named Zhao Xuewen is a real devil.
Not only did he harass his female student, he also planned to imprison her for a long period of time.
What a depraved beast.
"Shout at him and tell him to climb out himself?"
While stopping Lu Aijun and the others from setting off firewood, Feng Jinguo had his apprentice lie down at the cave entrance and shout into it.
A while later, a middle-aged man with a dusty face, shirtless, wearing only shorts crawled out of the cave.
As soon as Zhao Xuewen came out, Lu Aijun grabbed his hair and pulled him out from under the bed.
The young men from Lujiazhuang swarmed forward, punching and kicking, and their attacks were quite ruthless.
Zhao Xuewen screamed repeatedly and begged for mercy.
The young policeman tried to step forward to stop him, but Feng Jinguo grabbed his arm from behind, still shouting:
"Stop hitting! Stop hitting! Stop it now!"
The young policeman paused for a moment, then understood.
Although he sympathized with the girl's plight, beating a criminal suspect in front of the police was somewhat inappropriate!
He turned to look at his master with a puzzled expression, but Feng Jinguo simply shook his head slightly at him.
Then, he continued to shout loudly:
"Stop, stop fighting."
However, they did not step forward to stop them.
At this time, villagers from Dahouqiao Village also came to the courtyard in twos and threes to watch the excitement.
After figuring out what had happened, everyone was taken aback.
It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.
Zhao Xuewen, one of the few educated people in the village, was a very refined and gentle man, yet he was capable of doing such a thing.
That's so bad, so immoral.
Even those who were also Zhao Xuewen's relatives were too ashamed to stand by and watch him get beaten.
After Zhao Xuewen was beaten unconscious, Feng Jinguo stepped forward and shouted:
"Stop it, all of you! That's enough! If someone gets beaten to death, you'll all go to jail. It's not worth it for someone like that!"
The police then stepped forward and separated the two parties.
Before being pulled away by the police, Lu Aijun kicked Zhao Xuewen hard in the crotch one last time.
Everyone inside could hear a loud cracking sound, like a chicken flying and an egg breaking.
Zhao Xuewen was originally unconscious, but then he let out a scream and woke up again.
When she woke up, she was in so much pain that she clapped her legs together and rolled around on the ground in a curled-up state.
The crowd felt both relieved and frightened, and couldn't help but turn to glance at Lu Aijun, who still harbored deep resentment.
The police officer's lips twitched, and he clenched his teeth, unsure of what to say.
After handcuffing Zhao Xuewen, he used the pager on his waist to send a message to the director.
The villagers who came to watch the commotion were driven away by the police.
Right there, the police began a brief inquiry and took statements.
Then, in the chicken coop in the yard, the police also found seven or eight urea bags filled with soil.
Zhao Xuewen confessed that he planned to haul the soil to the river and dump it tonight.
He started digging last night and has been digging all night. He has already dug a basement that is five meters deep and about three square meters in size.
The police went down to check, and if they had arrived a moment later, the beast might have actually succeeded.
They were still shaken. If the police had handled this, after going through all the investigations, they probably...
Alas! The consequences would be unimaginable.
Feng Jinguo secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart trembling.
For the first time, his opinion of Lu Yingniang, this rural sorceress, changed.
I really misjudged this woman.
I originally thought she was like other charlatans in the village who swindled money, with no real skills and only relying on her words to deceive people.
Unexpectedly, this woman is quite skilled.
He wasn't a vibrant, passionate apprentice; the young man simply didn't believe in that kind of thing.
But he believed it; he just didn't believe Lu Yingniang.
At their age, over forty, they have long since abandoned the beliefs of "my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens" or "man can conquer nature."
He knew he couldn't defy fate, nor could he control his own destiny.
Some things are beyond human control.
After wasting decades, he was still just a lowly police officer in a small town. He had long since come to understand.
After bringing the suspect back to the station and learning what had happened, all the officers were astonished.
The young people discussed it amongst themselves, but they still believed that Lu Yingniang, the old woman, was just lucky.
How could such a thing possibly be calculated?
But it's different for elderly people like Feng Jinguo.
He secretly asked his family to find Lu Yingniang and buy her a few amulets.
I didn't dare wear it openly, so I secretly hid it in my wallet, since no one else could tell.
After bringing his sister back, Lu Aijun decided to move to a different place. Fang Zheng's parents had died, and only the two of them, brother and sister, were left at home.
After my younger sister got into this mess, she couldn't go to school anymore, and we couldn't stay in the village any longer, so I decided to take her to another place.
He worked to earn money so that his younger sister could continue her studies in a place where no one knew her.
Before leaving, she took her younger sister and four gifts to thank Lu Yingniang.
Lu Yingniang sighed, accepted the gift, and gave the brother and sister two amulets for good luck.
Xiao Xiao pouted unhappily as she watched the brother and sister leave.
Lu Aicui is clearly a victim, so why is she unable to survive in the area?
Why is the world like this?
Although Zhao Xuewen's junior high school teacher was beaten half to death, his lower body was crippled, he lost his job, and was sentenced to prison.
Compared to Lu Aicui's experience, it was still too lenient.
Three days later, the police station where Feng Jinguo worked received orders from his superiors to surround and apprehend a murderer who had fled.
The report specifically warned that the suspect was armed and had already killed five people, including two police officers, making him extremely dangerous.
Feng Jinguo participated in the blockade operation, originally thinking it would be a routine matter like usual and that the criminals wouldn't head towards this section of the road.
The suspect suddenly appeared in front of them, and a gunfight broke out in an instant.
When Feng Jinguo saw the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at his chest, he was completely stunned.
Suddenly, a dazzling burst of sparks erupted in the darkness.
Knowing he couldn't dodge, he desperately fired back.
Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, a miracle happened. The bullet from the other side grazed his chest and flew out, breaking several corn stalks in the field.
After seeing the suspect fall, he clutched his chest in fear, his back covered in cold sweat.
"Old Feng, how are you? Quick, get him to the hospital."
The police chief witnessed Feng Jinguo facing the suspect, the two were so close, and they fired their guns almost simultaneously.
There was no way Feng Jinguo wouldn't have been shot; seeing him clutching his chest, he knew something was wrong.
"No, no, I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."
After catching his breath, Feng Jinguo waved away his colleague who came to help him and said with lingering fear.
"How is this possible? Holy crap, Lao Feng, you're incredibly lucky to have escaped this."
The director came over, carefully inspected the place from top to bottom, and exclaimed in surprise.
Then, turning to look at the suspect who was lying on the ground being held down by his colleagues, he sneered:
"This guy isn't all that great! The superiors even said he was a good shot, pshaw!"