Chapter 796

While Zhuang long was eating, EBER was quietly looking at the house where he lived.

The walls of the house are so white that they are repainted.

The wall paint can cover the traces of crime, but it can heal the wounds left by crime.

EBER stares at the man who is eating. He is distressed to think of the child's dejected appearance when he was taken away from the house by the police many years ago.

Zhuang long finished his meal and asked Hebrew to take away all the tableware. He sat alone in the room and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he didn't have the courage to go to the basement.

That night, Zhuang long went to bed early. The next morning, he got up, checked the monitoring and confirmed that he didn't wake up last night. With a sigh, Zhuang long washed his face and went to the Xiaoli mansion next door for breakfast.

When he came home, he saw the rising sun and thought the picture was beautiful. He sat down on the lawn and stared at the sea ahead.

He looked at the sea, and suddenly, as if thinking of something, he looked at himself.

He didn't see anything, but he seemed to see something.

It seems that many years ago, he also sat here and watched the sunrise side by side with a little girl. Zhuang long narrowed his eyes. Could the girl whose voice and appearance had become blurred in his deep memory be Xiaoli?

"Chris..."

He gently called Xiaoli's name, the original impetuous heart, seems to calm a lot. He stood up slowly, recited Chris's name and walked into the house.

There's a devil in the dark. It's terrible. But there is an angel waiting for him in the distance. He has to kill the devil in the dark to be qualified to embrace his angel.

Read the name of Chris, for a moment, Zhuang long seems to find hope, he is full of courage.

He put on his headlamp again, went into the gym, and went deep into the basement.

Wisps of shimmering light came in from the pit on the floor of the fitness room. The basement, which had been hidden on the ground for too many years, was a bit dark and gloomy. It was inexplicably cool to the back. Zhuang long didn't rush into the secret room. He first observed the pictures outside the secret room.

He found a switch.

Holding the idea that the underground lights might still work, Zhuang long pulled up the electric switch. With a bang, the lights in the house suddenly turned on.

The darkness suddenly became bright, and Zhuang long even narrowed his eyes before he dared to open them. Because of the light, Zhuang long suddenly felt that the basement was not so terrible. Emboldened, he pushed the right door open.

Entering the secret room again, Zhuang long is still very nervous.

He clenched his hands and stood by the door, staring at the bed for a moment. Taking a deep breath, Zhuang long raised his right foot and walked slowly towards the bed. He used all his strength to get to the bedside.

Zhuang long stares at the bed. He can't remember anything, but his head starts to ache.

He looked up around the room and saw the handcuffs on the wall. Zhuang long subconsciously thought that they were the prisoners. The bed in front of him is Robert's crime scene. Zhuang long tries to sit down on the bed. As soon as his butt touches the bed, Zhuang long shivers.

It was like a big cold hand touching his head. Zhuang long looked up and couldn't see anyone. But he could feel that someone had touched him like this and said to him in a soft voice, "Herbert, why are you so bad? If you don't obey, dad will punish you. "

"Dad doesn't like disobedient children."

Zhuang long was stunned. Who was speaking in his mind?

Zhuang long sat by the bed and tried to escape.

But Xiao Li and Zhuang Qilin's face came up to him. He clenched his teeth and resisted the impulse to leave the basement. Zhuang Long's hands were clenched into fists. His nails were not sharp, but they were inlaid into the skin and flesh.

Zhuang long looked down when he found that his hand was bleeding.

Those blood, fall on the ground full of dust, dust will be wrapped in blood, become a gray beads. Zhuang long looked at this scene, his head suddenly hurt sharply. It was like tearing his head.

Zhuang long felt suffocated. He gasped, as if a drowning man had been rescued. Every breath was like the last one alive.

After a few minutes, Zhuang Long's condition was better.

He gritted his teeth and sat down on the cot. He called softly, "ah Li." Xiaoli's face was imprinted in his mind, which made him full of courage.

Zhuang long himself handcuffed his wrists, then lay down and tied his waist with a belt. Finally, he tied his neck with a collar. Zhuang long became a lamb who was bound and lost his freedom.

He didn't know what would happen next. In order to prevent him from running away later, he picked up the handcuffs on his left hand with his right hand and roasted his left hand. After all this, Zhuang long closed his eyes and lay quietly, breathing slowly.

He thought hard, he thought hard.

The basement is very quiet. There is no movement.

Zhuang long thought hard, trying to remember something.

Gradually, his consciousness became blurred, as if he was going to sleep or dreaming. In a daze, Zhuang long seemed to see a man coming in from outside. He was tall and big, wearing a white coat.

As he approached, Zhuang long saw his face clearly.

It's Robert!

The handsome man bent down and stroked Zhuang Long's cheek with his hand. After a long time, Zhuang long could almost feel the breath from the man and spray it on his face. He was so scared that his legs began to struggle, but his wrists were shackled and he couldn't move at all.

Zhuang Long's muscles are shaking.

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

The man stopped touching his cheek, and he laughed. His smile was very beautiful, gentle and charming. But Zhuang long was frightened by his smile.

"Herbert." Robert called Zhuang Long's name softly.

Zhuang long said nothing but stare at him.

Robert asked him, "why aren't you good?"

Zhuang long can finally speak. He says subconsciously, "Daddy, I'm good, I'm good."

Robert frowned slightly. He said, "if you're not good, how can you call the police? Herbert, you know what's wrong? "

"Daddy..."

"Daddy, I'm wrong! I was wrong! I'll never call the police again. Daddy, I'll be good. I'll do whatever you ask me to do. " Adult men, lying on the bed, with a pair of eyes full of fear, admit their mistakes in the empty room.