The little girl just said a few words, and Huang Mouchang fainted from anger. The police officers rushed to provide first aid. At the same time, they couldn't figure out why this man was so careless?
Why are you so angry after just a few words?
Did you really do something wrong and feel guilty?
The police officers were muttering in their hearts, and they tried their best to pinch Huang Mouchang's body, and gave him a scent of medicine that could clear his nose and ventilate his lungs.
Director Zhang glanced at Mr. Huang, who was so angry that he walked away, and then at the little girl who smiled innocently and harmlessly. He wanted to ask the little girl to be merciful and not to make people mad, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Classmate Le Xiao looked on with a smile. When he saw that the policeman had been busy for several minutes and still couldn't wake the person up, he was so anxious to call the medical staff. He slowly took out a pair of gloves and put them on, then walked to the front of the wheelchair and took over the rescue.
Work.
She didn't do anything. She just pinched Lao Zamao's man, and poked a few acupuncture points on Lao Zamao's chest twice. After that, Huang Zhichang's chest twitched for a while, and then he regained his breath.
After waking him up, Mr. Le Xiao let go of his hand and slowly took a few steps back.
Huang Zhichang, who had regained his breath after having his acupoints poked, twitched, his chest rose and fell rapidly several times, his drooping head also stood up, and he breathed heavily.
Others were busy for a long time, but someone didn't respond. The little girl just went over and poked the person a few times and woke him up. An expert is an expert.
The little girl easily rescued Mr. Huang, and the police officer was impressed. Director Zhang humbly asked for advice: "Little girl, can you still let him talk when he is like this?"
"No problem. In fact, I think it doesn't matter whether he can speak or not. Anyway, the Huang family and his partners have all confessed, and there are complete witnesses and physical evidence. There is no need to waste medicine on him."
"Despite the fact, this is not a business matter. We still have to go through the procedures according to the procedures, so I have to work hard for the little girl." Director Zhang also knew that the Le family girl was not willing to treat the Huang family, so he explained with a smile.
"Okay, since it is necessary for official business, I will be generous and give this evil old bitch some acupuncture." Le Yun nodded and asked the policeman to move the old bastard to the ground.
The two policemen lifted Huang Mouchang out of the wheelchair and placed him on the ground to sit on him.
Huang Zhichang calmed down and stared at the little short-lived ghost. When he heard what she said about the Huang family's confession, the anger in his eyes almost burst out. A group of people were using psychological tactics to deceive him, but there was no way!
After being lifted to the ground, he still stared at Le Xiaoshenggui.
"Why, you don't accept it? If you accept it, you have to hold it in. After all, you are no longer the high-ranking boss who once ruled the world with one hand. You are now just a disgraced prisoner."
Being stared at with vicious eyes, Le Yun was not afraid at all. She smiled at handsome guy Yan and said, "Handsome guys, come on, take that notebook with you. Let's show it to some old bitch."
"I'm taking it with me." Little Loli stated that she wanted to torment Huang Laozao. Yan Xing naturally cooperated. He took off his backpack, took out his gloves and put them on, then took out a file bag from the backpack and took out a book wrapped in paper.
handed the notebook to the little loli.
Classmate Le Xiao took a certain piece of evidence, opened the outer wrapping paper, turned to the page with writing on it, and showed it in front of Huang Lao Zamao: "Old bitch, do you recognize this notebook?"
Huang Zhichang watched the young man in sunglasses hand the portfolio to the little short-lived ghost, and his heart twitched for no reason. When the little short-lived ghost brought the notebook to him and looked at the familiar handwriting, his eyes widened.
How can it be!
That's what he locked in the safe. How could it be in the hands of the little short-lived ghost?
The sudden accident gave Huang Zhichang a heavy blow. He could hardly believe his eyes and his face changed drastically.
"Let's just say, you will recognize this thing, and don't doubt it. This is what is in the safe in your study. It was given to me by an insider in your Huang family who knew everything about that year. That person wanted to repent.
, also dug out my aunt’s remains and returned them to me.
Because that person still has some conscience, for the sake of returning my aunt's remains and telling you all about what you have done, I also promise to cure his grandson's hemophilia and leave some incense for him.
Don't think that there are still some children who have not been diagnosed with hemophilia. There is still hope for the Huang family. Your blood carries the gene for hemophilia. The disease will be related to your lifestyle and diet. No one with the same hemophilia has been diagnosed for up to fifteen years.
People still cannot escape the consequences of illness.
Evil will be punished, and the Huang family has done many evil things, and finally received the evil reward. Not only are you ruined, but you are also in danger of annihilation.
You and your sons are in doom this time. I hope you can be acquitted, and I hope you live a long life, so that you can have the opportunity to see your legitimate and illegitimate sons die suddenly one by one.
White hair tastes like black hair.”
The little short-lived ghost said so calmly that Huang Zhichang shook his head crazily in his heart. It's impossible. It's impossible for a member of the Huang family to betray the family!
He didn't believe that someone in the family had betrayed him, but the reality was so obvious. If someone hadn't betrayed him, why would the contents of the safe be in the hands of the short-lived ghost?
If someone hadn't betrayed him, how would others know that Leya was buried in the dark well of the inner ancestral hall?
When he was arrested, no one interrogated him, but people often told him that so-and-so was arrested again, and so-and-so confessed. He always thought that some people were using psychological tactics to break his mentality and make him
Plea guilty.
It turns out that those are not psychological tactics, they are facts!
If the previous blow was a lightning strike of 100,000 volts, at this moment, Huang Zhichang's spiritual world suffered a critical strike of no less than 1 billion volts and was already on the verge of collapse.
His mood swings were too great and his nerves couldn't bear it, so he fainted again. Because he was sitting, he lost consciousness and fell backward.
The policemen were standing nearby. One of them had sharp eyes and quick hands. He caught Huang Mouchang in one fell swoop and avoided Huang Mouchang falling to the ground.
"Hey, he's so fragile. I just told him the truth. He has bleeding in the brain and a heart attack. He's too careless. It turns out that he's getting more timid as he gets older."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing that the old Zamao was frustrated again, Le Yun curled her lips sarcastically, but her movements were not slow. She walked over in three steps and quickly moved the old Zamao.
Mao took it from the policeman, poked a few of his acupuncture points, and then laid it down on the ground.
The little girl took over Huang Mouchang, and the policeman stood aside and watched.
Director Zhang didn't ask whether someone was serious or not. Since the little girl took action, he felt that nothing would happen to someone Huang.
After Huang Zamao lay down, classmate Le Xiao took out the jade box containing the needle from his backpack. He first took a pill and stuffed it into Huang's mouth, then took out the needle and started inserting the needle.
After Huang was arrested, her head was shaved, which made it easier for her to undergo acupuncture.
I inserted more than a dozen needles into the old Zamao's face and head, then unbuttoned a few buttons of his coat, and inserted more than a dozen needles into his chest.
Mr. Huang fainted from anger several times before. This time, he was so angry that he suffered a heart attack again, and his brain also had bleeding due to hemophilia.
The old Zamao couldn't die yet, and the little Loli didn't want to let him die happily, so she wasted a pill to save him, and also used snacks during acupuncture to help him stabilize his heart disease and hemophilia.
She also demonstrated the magical Nine Yang Flame Needle in public. Zhang Ju and others were so shocked when they saw the medical needle spitting fire that their eyes almost dropped to the ground.
The acupuncture given to Huang Lao Zamao only temporarily allowed him to speak. The focus was on the face, not the whole body. The shock was short-lived. After only twenty minutes of acupuncture, the little Loli pulled out the medical needle.
"He can talk when he wakes up, and his hands and feet are still motionless. Normally, he can stay like this for three to four months. If he is severely stimulated, he may only be able to maintain his condition for one or two months."
Le Yun explained while putting the used needles into the sterilization bottle.
"Girl, we are here to work. We will speed up the process. After the arraignment, we will file a public prosecution with the procuratorate after we have compiled the materials and strive to end the case as soon as possible."
Director Zhang was eager to close the case as soon as possible, so he naturally took the little girl's words to heart.
"Okay, I'll wake him up in a moment. If you want to be interrogated, you can strike while the iron is hot." Le Yun threw away all the medical needles and closed the lid of the sterilized bottle, then put it back into the jade box and put it in her backpack.
Director Zhang had already asked the interrogators to prepare for the interrogation. Huang Mouchang could be interrogated when he woke up. Of course, the police officers wanted it. They were under great pressure. If the Huang family's case was over, they would be fine.
Student Le Xiao hung his backpack on his shoulder and poked Huang Lao Zamao's more than a dozen acupuncture points with his fingers. He retracted his hand, stood up and stood further away, and stretched lazily: "I also treated him a little.
Hemophilia and heart disease delayed the onset of the disease, and he was safe within half a year."
"Thank you for your help, little girl." Director Zhang understood, and the little girl helped stabilize Huang Mouchang's condition in order to prevent him from dying in the police station or the procuratorate's detention center, and to prevent the Huang family from making excuses to discredit them.
Everyone stared at Huang Mouchang. After about two minutes, Huang Zhichang, who was lying on his back, opened his eyes as if he had woken up from sleep.
Seeing that he was awake, the two policemen went over to help him up and move him into a wheelchair.
Huang Zhichang woke up from the stupor. He didn't respond at first. He was moved into a wheelchair. When he saw Le Xiao Short-lived Ghost, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Le Xiao Short-lived Ghost, you will not die well!"
His throat was dry and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.
When he heard his own voice, Huang Zhichang's face suddenly changed. He...he actually scolded the little short-lived ghost in front of him! When the police officers heard Huang's scolding, they were extremely surprised. He could actually speak!
"Whether my aunt will die is a very distant thing, but you old bitch is not far away from death." Hearing the curse, Le Yun was not furious. The Huang family's defeat was a foregone conclusion, so Huang Laozhao just said it.
Scolding, what's there to be angry about?
Huang Zhichang's eyes were fixed on the little short-lived ghost, his mind was spinning rapidly, and his voice was dry: "Miss Le, I admit that I made mistakes in the past, and I regret it. Let's... talk, and I will make a deal with you.
