"Bang! ——”Lightning and thunder, sky thunder rolling.

On the black wall, at the moment when the lightning was as bright as day, there were many baby figures on the wall. Those were the babies who killed the abnormal babies in jiaoshuizhai and Shanyang village, and died by pouring boiling water into their throat.

After refining, the bone ash mixed with glutinous rice paste was painted on the wall, so there were many baby spirits on the black wall.

Usually can't see, rain thunder night, lightning down, like the camera turned on the flash, Polaroid imaging.

But it's not just the babies all over the wall that scares the three Thai police officers out of their wits.

...

"pa La --!" Another strong flash of lightning.

Break the wall.

In addition to dozens of infant spirits, there are also ghosts of a man and a woman.

Both men and women are fuzzy.

Men wear white military uniform, while women, is a black dress, two hands holding hands, solemn and solemn.

Men in white military uniforms and women in black wedding dresses are like holding a ceremony.

The lightning disappeared, and soon the rain stopped.

There was silence all around - dead silence.

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Tianchang, capital hospital.

Three days later, Jun Xiaoyan is still an autistic and manic psychopath.

In VIP ward, the huge ward is surrounded by glass. Jun Xiaoyan is locked by iron chains. When he is in coma, everyone shaves his beard, cuts his hair, and cleans the wounds all over his body.

In addition to being frightfully thin, atrophic and haggard, his relatives recognized him.

Jun Xiaoting did find a DNA sample from the gene database. He extracted the DNA sample and compared it with Jun Xiaoyan. The result was very gratifying. Indeed, at the moment, in front of them, is the living Jun Xiaoyan.

"It seems that it's not a conspiracy theory. Maybe Yan Zhongzhe's conscience was discovered at the last moment." Jun Xiaoting is standing outside the glass window and talking to his nephew.

"I hope so." Jun Lin Tian squints his eyes and looks at Jun Xiao Yan curled up in the corner. His eyes are deep and boundless.

"Then why didn't the Lord siduolin kill Xiao Yan's adoptive father? He can threaten us and the Far East Government with him. "

Jun Lin Tian put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the corner of the wall. The king's face was subdued and he was full of doubts.

"Maybe tormenting Xiaoyan can bring the abnormal satisfaction of the Lord siduolin." Jun Xiaoting replied.

Jun Xiaoting's anger was expressed when he thought that the corpses were piled up like mountains and the stench of rotten bones was as high as that in Auschwitz concentration camp.

Jun Xiaoyan spent 18 years in that environment.

"Day after day mental torture has already destroyed his will. Now he is so autistic that he can walk out of the haze as soon as possible."

"After 18 years of torture, it's not easy to recover." Jun Xiaoting sighed, "unless there is a miracle, otherwise, we can only wait, waiting for year after year of rehabilitation treatment, can gradually turn him back to how many normal people."

Two men pitifully looked at the ward into a group of Jun Xiao Yan, Mu Ning Fu quietly, appeared behind them.

Jun Lin Tian turned his head and saw his wife. He hurried forward and asked her.

"How are the preparations for the farewell meeting for the martyr min Zexi's body?"

"Zhuang'er has been informed." Mu Ning Fu said, "fainted at that time."

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