Mu Jiashi's eyes turned to look at the selfish ghost, and he said calmly, "The problem is this little boy."

Their gazes looked at the little boy squatting on the ground at the same time.

The little boy noticed their gazes, shrank his body in fear, and seemed to be still trembling. He wore baggy, ill-fitting clothing that seemed to have been stolen from his parents' closet. Despite the fear, he didn't say a word, didn't even cry.

Mu Jiashi pondered for a moment, and then said to the selfish ghost: "You must have brought him here to do something. But since we have already found out, then those who see him have a share. We also want to ask him for some information."

It is the logic of robbers to see those who have a share, but selfish ghosts are also robbers. He looked at the few people in front of him unwillingly.

Ringo took a step forward impatiently, and the selfish man backed away in fright. He said sharply, "If you want to ask, just ask!"

Lingo gave him a strange look, and didn't bother to think about what was going on with this guy, so he said, "Go ahead."

After speaking, he left the central flower bed, not knowing where he was going.

Mu Jiashi didn't dare to ask about Lin's whereabouts. In addition, he was a little amused when he saw the selfish ghost's face turning blue and then pale. He thought, he never thought that inviting Lin Po out would be such a surprise.

He knelt down, looked at the little boy at the same level, and asked gently: "Little brother, do you still remember..."

The little boy held his head and did not respond to Mu Jiashi's question. He even covered his ears directly, and let out a weak cry, his resistance was obvious.

The selfish ghost sneered, but Mu Jiashi was unmoved, but frowned slightly and sighed.

He stood up, looked back at his teammates, thought for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Ma'am...?"

Ding Yi was standing on the sidelines in a daze, but she was the only lady present, so she came back to her senses, looked at Mu Jiashi, paused slightly, understood what Mu Jiashi meant, and walked forward.

When she crouched in front of the little boy, even the selfish man couldn't help holding his breath slightly.

He had of course tried to have a conversation with the little boy all the way in his drive. However, the little boy didn't pay attention to him at all, and even, if his tone was too fierce, the little boy would even cry out loud.

The owner of such a nightmare is really a headache.

However, it is useless for other people to ask questions, but Ding Yi may not, because she is a woman.

If the little boy's father really killed his mother, then the little boy's resistance to men is justifiable, and it might be okay to ask a woman for questioning.

This candidate is too critical, making everyone present nervous.

In the live broadcast room, the audience posted fewer bullet screens.

Xu Beijin was also a little nervous, but he couldn't help but pay attention to Ringo's movements. He was afraid that Ringo would shoot back his carbine.

However, Lin Biao did not appear in the bookstore. On the contrary, on the interface of the live broadcast system, his name appeared in a place that surprised Xu Beijin—the supermarket.

What did Ringo do in the supermarket?

By the way, there are also the boss and the second brother who have been missing, Xu Beijin also took a look at it, and they are actually at the gas station... What are they doing there?

Xu Beijin was curious about this, and wanted to cut the screen directly to have a look. However, he knew that the focus at this time was Ding Yi and the little boy who were having a conversation.

Therefore, he could only force himself to turn his attention to the live broadcast.

Ding Yi squatted down in front of the little boy. The little boy has been secretly showing his eyes to observe the outside world, when Ding Yi appeared in front of him, he showed a dazed expression.

Ding Yi is not very good at dealing with little boys, so he can only try his best to show the gentlest smile he imagined.

"Mother……"

The little boy murmured.

Ding Yi was about to speak, but the little boy immediately said: "No, that's not right. Mom has been...by Dad..." He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, he said, "It was...killed. I I know, I saw it, it was killing."

He began whimpering and crying softly, but dared not make too much noise.

Ding Yi's hand finally landed on his head, and she gently stroked the crying little boy. The little boy's body trembled in horror, then calmed down.

After he cried for a while, Ding Yi asked gently: "Did you see it?"

The little boy whimpered and said something, and he was so out of breath from crying that it was impossible to hear what he said. Behind him, both the selfish ghost and the dead ghost showed urgent expressions.

Finally, the little boy let out a sob and said, "Dad...let me count."

The missionaries were all taken aback.

The little boy said in a low voice: "If he slashes, I have to report the number..." He cried sadly, "I made a mistake, and my father would still call me a waste. But, my mother is crying..."

As he spoke, he began to cry again.

Can he understand what happened? He probably understands. But what can he do?

In the live broadcast room, the audience exploded after three seconds of silence.

"??? So the counting means..."

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