Chapter 389

That means as long as there is a mistake, the clue we need might be found here.

Does that mean the case can actually be solved?

Chen Fan said, "There is something you might not believe; Li Tian will catch the person in a moment."

At this moment, Li Tian's phone rang, and he said, "Damn it, Chen Fan, come out and help."

"What's wrong?"

"These bastards ran away, damn it."

Chen Fan was stunned and said, "You want me to dissect for you?"

"Get lost, I'm not dead yet, the car just flipped. Call people over on your end, go out and catch them on your end. That kid's state is unstable; I'm worried something will go wrong. I know you're weird, and you can catch people in the shortest time. I can only think of you."

Chen Fan was speechless and said, "By the way, are you sure, are you really okay?"

'I'm fine, don't worry about it, stop the livestream, damn it, turn it off quickly.'

The livestream on this end was turned off.

Chen Fan's face instantly darkened, and he went straight out the door.

Zhang Tianxiong led the people around him and followed.

Qin Ming closely monitored the development of the situation on his end.

The incident on Li Tian's end was that the car flipped over.

The person was caught, then he opened the handcuffs himself, the car flipped, and afterwards, several people fell by the roadside. When the police arrived, Li Tian was still squatting by the roadside smoking.

A huge tear was ripped on the leg there.

Old Song asked, "What exactly happened?"

"Damn it, I found this kid on my end. After profiling, I found that both of them were actually very poor, so I figured, since these two don't eat candy, they couldn't possibly buy so much, so one of these two must work in a supermarket or a mall."

"I investigated the candy procurement on my end and found three places; among these three, only one used paper bag packaging."

"Then I found the HR supervisor there, found this kid. The kid was new, working as a shelf handler here. I directly took people to arrest him, the kid didn't resist, and just let us arrest him like that."

Damn.

Old Song said, "Impossible, this kid couldn't possibly not resist."

"We first caught the kid's father, then caught this kid."

Damn.

Afterwards, Old Song pointed at the old man beside him and said, "That person is him, he is still unconscious now."

"Is it really just like Chen Fan said?"

Li Tian took out his phone and said, "More or less, but I'm not clear on the channel yet. I feel they have their own special channels. How to put it, they really feel they are doing a kind thing."

Old Song said, "Don't tell me it really is so, are you starting to sympathize with these people?"

Li Tian said, "You know the case better than I do. Four families, the children were abused by others since childhood. And the requirement for the saviors is: if the parents are killed, the children must be killed too. Do you think, why would the harmed be killed?"

Old Song was silent.

Li Tian said, "The children would be distressed, the children would be terrified in various ways, the children would even try to escape in various ways, yet these children did none of that, not even sedatives. Do you know what this represents? These children wanted to die long ago; their hearts were dead long ago. Do you know that for a child to lose hope is infinitely harder than for an adult?"

Chen Fan whistled, walking casually within the university.

The car pulled over by the roadside, Chen Fan whistled a little tune, as if listening to music.

The man saw Chen Fan and thought of fleeing immediately.

Chen Fan played with a playing card in his hand, then threw a pen onto the roadside.

The man did not look back, but quickly, a car stopped directly in front of him.

"Do you want to die? Not looking where you're walking."

The man stopped, at a loss, thinking of the previous events, Chen Fan's terrifying abilities.

The man wanted to keep running, but still didn't dare.

He turned back to look at Chen Fan, took out a dagger, and took out all the weapons he could find on his person.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I was curious how you opened the handcuffs; turns out it really was a safety pin."

"Why are you chasing me? Those children were going to die anyway, why are you looking for me?"

Chen Fan said, "None of my business. What you're saying, please, we're not making a movie."

Chen Fan threw out a playing card; the man's pant leg was instantly cut open.

But the man did not fall.

"Do you know what a forensic doctor is best at?"

The man looked at Chen Fan.

"The best thing is, I cut you one hundred and twenty-five times, and the test results will show you still have only minor injuries."

The man didn't understand; the playing cards in Chen Fan's hand were all thrown out.

The speed was terrifying, and then he took out another deck of playing cards and threw them out again.

Saying one hundred and twenty-five wounds means one hundred and twenty-five; the man stood in place.

Slowly sitting on the ground, looking at Chen Fan, he said, "I don't want to kill people, I really don't want to kill people."

Zhang Tianxiong came over, restrained the man, and said, "Chen Fan, next time, don't leave my side."

"Tch, boring, I'm out, going back."

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Zhang Tianxiong sighed and comforted the man, saying, "Look at you, Chen Fan was chasing you, you just shouldn't have run. You couldn't get away anyway, really, why persist?"

"How was I supposed to know he was this powerful?"

After these words were spoken, Zhang Tianxiong was amused, as if that really was the reason.

The person was caught, and Old Song was in charge of the interrogation.

At dinner, the man recounted his Experience with crimes.

He had actually taken part in two cases; the third one, he had only stood by and watched, and he wasn't very old at the time — his father had made him watch a killing with his own eyes.

Afterwards, when his father's legs grew unsteady, he still had to go out and kill.

After that, the man could only go along with his father's ideas.

What the man said was deeply cutting.

"When I was little, my father told me our mission was to save those wounded children."

"We had to make those abusers die."

"We had to give those children a redemption."

But when this father acted that way, weren't his own children being abused by him all the same?

The man said through tears: "Back then I strangled that boy to death — do you know? The child didn't resist at all, there wasn't a shred of light in his eyes, and he even gently comforted me, saying he wasn't afraid. My father is a devil, a demon, a real devil."

Old Song asked exactly how the crimes were carried out.

"Father would always go to the kindergarten to brainwash them — work as a security guard, gradually make those children believe in him, then find the ones being abused at home and carry out the crime."

"Then why only this many? There must be a pattern."

The man said: "There was no pattern. Father only chose winter because he liked winter. It's just that most of the brainwashed children never think about killing their own parents — only a very, very small number of children ever reach the point of losing all hope."

Demons only ever whisper in human ears, leading mankind along to their rhythm, releasing the evil within their hearts.

But demons also know that not every human will release the evil within their heart.

People, in their plainest way, with their plainest kindness, hold the line against the demons.

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