A plane passed by in the clear sky, dragging out a long tail.

This route is the closest to the cage in the sky, so some people, especially foreigners, often deliberately choose this flight, not because of the destination, but to pay homage to the legendary Seraphim on the way.

When the plane began to pass by the cage, the passengers immediately left their seats, rushed to the other side, and looked up at the huge cage not far away from the window.

No matter how many times they see it, they can only see a huge cube and the light coming from inside the cube.

This cage is much larger than what the human eye can see on the ground. It consists of six specially-made pillars standing on the highest peaks of the Yuewan Mountains at the edge of Yunjinzhou. Its height is the highest in the world and it is covered with snow all year round.

, The ice is biting.

The same specially made chains stretched out from these six pillars, like big snakes, entangled in the cage, and Lou Ting lived in this cage.

On the ground below the cage, there is a research institute, which the Lou family spent a huge amount of money to build, and regularly delivers food and other necessities to the young master in the sky.

The snow-white wings hung down to the ground, and the white bare feet walked slowly on the cushioned floor. He stretched out his hand, took down a book from the newly delivered bookcase, walked to the blue sofa and sat down. He lowered his head

I started reading, and a long strand of silver-white hair fell on the page...

It was almost lunch time, but apparently no one at the dealer was in the mood to remember to provide food for the guests.

Tao Ze pulled Mo Weiwei outside the dealer, sat down on the steps, and took out a lunch box from his backpack.

"Eat quickly." It's 11:30, which is their usual lunch time.

The food in the lunch box has a combination of meat and vegetables, and the color and arrangement are not as exquisite as those in the store. At first glance, it is home-cooked by Tao Ze. Ever since he discovered that Mo Weiwei had a bad stomach, Tao Ze often cooks by himself.

It's somewhat unclean.

Mo Weiwei has become accustomed to Tao Ze's feeding and eating three meals a day on time. Some milk fat has appeared on his cheeks now. If it weren't for his frighteningly dark eyes, he would look at people with a look that does not suit his age.

He has a strange sense of maturity and can be called a beautiful little boy.

He was already hungry, so he took the chopsticks and started to eat.

He likes to eat the rice cooked by Tao Ze very much, it has an indescribable and endearing taste.

Tao Ze took out the soup and said, "Eat slowly. Don't throw away the green peppers secretly. Eat them all."

Tao Ze also took a few mouthfuls of food beside him, and then he still couldn't hold it back and asked: "Do you think my reasoning is correct? Master Zhuang found someone to cast a curse on himself, right? Countless physical examination reports indicate that he is weak.

And the body is malnourished, as well as the injuries on the boy's body that have never completely disappeared since childhood.

"I'm afraid that this boy has been violated and hurt by someone in his family since he was a child, and everyone else in the family is an accomplice. It was because of the pain in his heart that he wrote on a certain page of the book, 'It hurts so much.

It would be nice if I wasn't like this.

"So when he knew that there was such a kind of atavistic person in the world, he would take the initiative to contact the person and ask him to put a curse on him. The purpose was to make himself die and become another kind of weak person who could not resist.

He who is contrary to himself comes to take revenge on those who hurt him.”

In the 20 years that Tao Ze has been working for his daughter, he has seen so many cases like this. Some parents are so inhumane. You can't believe it, but it doesn't exist.

Mo Weiwei rolled her eyes when Tao Ze said stupid things, but there was clearly no impatience in her eyes, "If it were so simple, other detectives would have noticed it already, and the Zhuang family wouldn't let us search everywhere."

"But you are right about one thing. He must have suffered the curse voluntarily. The time was before lunch yesterday, and the maid said that he went out for a walk before dinner. It was at that time that he went out to receive the curse."

That’s it. Tao Ze nodded and continued to eat. Then he had a sudden meal. “Wait, before lunch? Isn’t that coming soon?”

Isn't there only half an hour left? Tao Ze panicked for a moment and quickly calmed down. Don't be afraid, as the boss and Mo Weiwei are here, nothing will happen to that boy. So the question is still, why did Master Zhuang inflict it on himself?

Curse, this is obviously a suicidal behavior. If his reasoning is not so dark, what happened to him? Did it happen in school?

For a moment, dark words such as school violence and teacher assault appeared in Tao Ze's mind again.

At this time, Mo Weiwei said: "He didn't encounter anything. He just deliberately used this method to attract his parents' attention."

After saying that, he showed a malicious smile: "Just wait to be spanked by mom."

But he still had some confusion in his heart. He could see Master Zhuang's motives and actions, but he couldn't see what the couple, the housekeeper, and the maid were hiding. He looked through all the dark possibilities, but couldn't match them.

Tao Ze put away the finished lunch box and went to the bathroom. A middle-aged male detective asked Mo Weiwei curiously: "Are you father and son?"

Mo Wei was the only one who was stunned, but didn't know why he didn't refute. When Tao Ze came out of the toilet, his face turned red inexplicably and his eyes averted with guilt.

At this time, with Mrs. Zhuang's scream, the scene became chaotic.

It turned out that the bodies of the two young masters Zhuang began to become transparent, which was a sign of the countdown. It was exactly as Mo Weiwei said, the time when he was cursed was at noon.

At the same time, the people from the Adjudication Department caught the cursed atavist.

"Let me go! Let me go!" It was a little girl who looked about the same age as Master Zhuang, maybe thirteen or fourteen years old.

It was only then that Master Zhuang's expression changed, and two voices said together: "Don't arrest her! I asked her to curse me, it's none of her business!"

"Why? Why did you do this?" Mrs. Zhuang asked in disbelief and grief.

"I want to become what you like. I am thin and not smart. I have not inherited the excellent genes of you and dad at all. Your blood is flowing, but I have turned into another kind of monster. I let you down.

After I die, you can have an excellent child who is the opposite of me."

It is true that generations of Zhuang people are very smart and outstanding people. Everyone graduated from a first-class university and has achieved success in all walks of life. However, Mr. Zhuang is here, with poor health, easy to get injured, and very poor academic performance.

My communication skills are not good either, and I have a social problem. I went to school for one semester and took most of the time off.

Master Zhuang vaguely remembered that when he was a child, his parents often accompanied him and played with him. However, as he grew up and gradually showed his clumsy side, they began to get busy and spent more and more time away from home.

He has less and less time, and he has to call his family doctor countless times a year to check his body and brain.

It must be difficult for them to understand why a child like him was born. I hope doctors can cure him.

"As long as I die, you will be happy."

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Zhuang burst into tears. "My parents have never disliked you, and they have never felt that you have let us down!"

"Huanhuan, your parents really don't spend enough time with you, so now you can't recognize which one is the real you, but you have to believe that your parents did this for a reason..." Dad Zhuang could not hide his pain either.

At this time, the housekeeper said as if he couldn't help it: "Sir, Madam, don't hide it anymore at this time."

"There is a terminal disease called 'Glass Man'. In addition to the frail body of the patient, the slightest bump will cause a large amount of bruises. Normal physical examination cannot detect any abnormality. It will not develop until about 20 years old.

There was no cure at that time. When you were seven years old, your husband and wife discovered that you had this disease, so they kept running around. In fact, they were trying to find ways to save you." The housekeeper said with red eyes.

"I know about this disease, but how do you know he has this disease?" Tao Ze asked in surprise.

A fragile and easily injured physique is not uncommon in this world, but not everyone is a glass person.

At this time the maid spoke, "Because the young master is not the biological child of the husband and wife."

The two teenagers suddenly looked at the maid, and the cuffed girl also looked over in shock.

"It snowed heavily that day. The husband and wife picked up the abandoned young master in the snow, picked him up, said he was a gift from God, and adopted him. When he was seven years old, he

His biological mother came to the door and told them about this matter. His father died of glass man disease, and the child had a high probability of inheriting this disease.

"In the hearts of the husband and wife, the young master is their own flesh and blood. Because the young master has always been very concerned about the fact that he is not as smart as other bankers, the husband and wife asked us to hide it, for fear that he would not be able to think about it if he knew it."

This is a tragedy caused by a misunderstanding. The teenager thought that his parents did not like him because he was not good enough, so he wanted to use this method to give his parents another version of himself. The parents were running around to save their children's lives and neglected each other, which also led to the current situation.

I can't tell which one is my child.

Unexpectedly, the truth would turn out to be like this, and the whole audience burst into tears.

"The time is coming, are you going to take a gamble, or are you going to let them die on their own?" said the people from the Judgment Department. Because this kind of curse is sent out, the caster has no way to take it back, and someone must identify it before the curse can be broken.

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Tao Ze was so anxious that he began to sweat on his forehead. Fortunately, at this moment, Jing Wei's message came.

Tao Ze suddenly became excited and quickly pushed Mo Weiwei to the banker and his wife, "He already knows who is real and who is fake!"

Mo Weiwei looked stunned, as if he was still unable to recover from the impact of the dealer's family affection that he could not understand. It took him a moment to recover, and there was an inexplicable malice in his heart. He said expressionlessly

Pointing to one of them, "He is the real Master Zhuang."

Because only the identification of the relatives with the deepest feelings is useful, it needs to be conveyed to Master Zhuang’s parents, and then they will identify it.

The banker and his wife were stunned for a moment, "Really, really? Are you sure?"

"real."

Of course it wasn't true, he just pointed out the wrong one on purpose, but at this time he didn't know whether it was to make Jing Bi look bad or for something else.

Time is running out. They cannot recognize it themselves and can only choose to believe others, even if it is a child.

Seeing that the banker and his wife were about to identify them, Mrs. Zhuang's cell phone suddenly rang.

The caller ID was Mrs. Ouyang from Hujingzhou.

She was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that the woman who had only met a few times and was involved in the murder of her husband would call her, but she picked up anyway.

"I heard about the trouble you encountered over there, and I would like to recommend someone to you. If it hadn't been for him, I would have died."

Then, Mrs. Zhuang quickly sent an email to Jingbi, purchasing information.

[Choose the one that the boy did not choose.]

Got this reply.

Should you trust a child or an information dealer? With Mrs. Ouyang as the middleman, at the last moment, Mrs. Zhuang chose the information dealer.

"You are my child." Mrs. Zhuang pointed to the one Mo Weiwei did not choose.

Young Master Zhuang immediately cried and threw himself at his mother.
To be continued...