Chapter 1218： The end of Diran Le

Chapter 1218 The End of Di Lei Le

I never thought that the Ant, who was once despised by her, could now order her.

"Kneel down!"

Scarver ordered.

Di Ranle looked at Scarver angrily, but the other party slapped her in the face with a slap.

Di Langle cried again.

There is no way, she can only let Scarver insult her.

At night, Scarver was going to bed. She couldn't let Di Lele stay by her side, so she let her go back to sleep.

Di Ranle wanted to comfort Li Jiayin, who was still lying there motionless. She knew that the death of her grandfather and grandmother and the demise of the Li family had hit her hard, but now she was sore all over and tired, so she crawled there. Sleep on the upper bunk.

Li Jiayin looked sadly at Di Lei Le and went to sleep on her own while the bed was still wet, completely giving up.

The daughter she and the whole family love with her life is a white-eyed wolf...

The next day, when the whistle of the morning exercise was blown, Di Le Le put a pig-headed face on it and called Li Jiayin, who was drowsily under the quilt, to get up.

But nobody paid her attention.

She opened Li Jiayin's quilt and saw a bluish-white face.

Di Lanle tremblingly stretched her hand to the side of her mother's breath, and found that she was no longer breathing.

Di Lanle screamed, pointed at Scarver and said: "It's you! You killed my mother! Ah! I'm fighting with you!"

After that, I went to fight with Scarf.

Scarver didn't fight back at all, just kept saying that it wasn't her.

A baton from the prison guard blasted Diranle’s waist, causing her to suddenly feel a sharp pain, and then she was in the end.

"Scarver did not do it. Li Jiayin committed suicide. She still had a blade in her hand."

The prison guard pulled all Li Jiayin's sheets away, only to see a deep and long slit on her wrist.

Di Lanle screamed when she saw the wound.

"Li Jiayin, suicide."

According to the position of the incision and the position where the blade fell, Li Jiayin committed suicide, not her. After all, homicide usually uses a one-shot death method, even if it is not a one-shot death, but it will not use this way of letting blood flow, and there are countless opportunities for mutual rescue.

Prison is a place where prisoners are held. Here, prisoners have no human rights at all.

People who have died, especially those who committed suicide, will not have too much pity.

The two prison guards held both ends of the cotton wool, fixed Li Jiayin's body in the middle, and then lifted her out.

Before, Li Jiayin's bed had no pillows, sheets and quilts, and in an instant, only a bare bed was left.

After seeing the scene of Li Jiayin's suicide by cutting his wrist, Di Lanle was so scared that she stepped back. She was also standing behind when the guard moved the corpse. It wasn't until the corpse was moved out that Di Ranle came back to his senses.

"mom-"

She yelled and cried: "Why are you so cruel? Why are you willing to leave me alone? Isn't it the grandpa and grandma who died? You didn't kill them, why did you commit suicide?"

After the police took Li Jiayin's body out, they sent the prisoners out to gather for training.

Di Lale sat on the ground in despair, almost crying.

She is really sad.

Being in jail was already scary enough, but because Li Jiayin would try to help her in everything, after entering the jail, she only had to follow her mother, that is, being irritable when doing morning exercises.

(End of this chapter)