Liu Mingming could not watch his newly born daughter being strangled to death.

She didn't care about anything, and stood up with the wall, tried her best to snatch her child from Zhao Guizhi's hands.

The newly born child is so fragile that he has not even cut his umbilical cord. Even though he was only pinched by Zhao Guizhi for a moment, his face turned blue and he would not even cry.

Looking at her daughter who had no movement in her arms, at this moment, Liu Mingming's heart suddenly broke and she felt that she was suddenly dead.

Unable to suppress the pain and fear in his heart, Liu Mingming let out a heart-wrenching scream, and he fell down straight while holding the child.

Immediately, Zhao Guizhi widened her eyes and made a scream of fear.

Because Liu Mingming was bleeding heavily, blood kept pouring out like a fountain, and soon, he wrapped Liu Mingming and the child.

From the perspective of Zhao Guizhi and Jiang Guan, Liu Mingming was lying in blood. She happened to be wearing a light-colored dress. At this moment, the fabric was stained red by blood.

"It's really good-looking."

Jiang Guan was indifferent, and even smiled at the corner of her mouth, as if she was admiring a painting.

"what to do?

what to do?

She is really dead?

If she dies, what if my son refuses to let me go?"

Zhao Guizhi murmured.

As Liu Mingming fell, her reason suddenly came back.

She rubbed her hands, her eyes full of panic and despair. Did she kill someone?

She actually killed someone?

No, no, she can't kill anyone! "What are you afraid of?

Didn’t I promise you?

Don't worry, you will definitely get out of here. Come on, do what I said now."

Jiang Guan clapped his hands and took out a bundle of rope from the corner.

"Go, hang the rope on the steel bars over there, tie a nice knot, and let's send Liu Mingming the last journey."

As soon as he touched the rope, Zhao Guizhi's face changed.

"What's the meaning?

What do you mean?

What does it mean to send her the last journey?”

Jiang Guan narrowed her eyes, with a smile on her face, and said calmly: "Anyway, she is going to die. Now, why not have the illusion of hanging herself and then send your son a suicide note with her mobile phone. In this way, won't you get out?"

Hearing this, a hint of hope flashed in Zhao Guizhi's eyes.

But soon, she asked again doubting: "Will my son believe it?"

He is a man who is very thoughtful and not so easy to cheat."

"Whether he believes it or not, he must believe it. You are the fuck. Will he send you to prison for a dead person?

Chen Qinghe is very smart, don’t worry.”

Jiang Guan said confidently. She looked at the watch on her wrist and signaled Zhao Guizhi to tie the rope again.

Zhao Guizhi had no way out at this time, so she could only listen to Jiang Guan's words and tried to find a way out for herself.

Do you think she regrets it at this time?

She regretted it, and she was full of regret. She regretted not listening to Jiang Guan’s instigation, and she regretted not being fooled by lard. Liu Mingming came here, and she regretted not strangling the child to death in anger.

But what's the use of regret now?

Can regret bring this back to the past?

Since she couldn't go back, she could only listen to Jiang Guan and save herself.

So, she stepped on the stool and tied the hemp rope in her hand to the exposed steel bars on the abandoned construction site. She also pulled it, trying to explain the rope or not.

“What about now?

What to do now?”

Jiang Guan glanced at Liu Mingming's cell phone.

"Now, send your son a text message, I say, you send it."

Zhao Guizhi hurriedly picked up her phone, but the phone had a password. She thought about it and tried it with Chen Qinghe's birthday, but she actually unlocked the password.

"Come on, post as I said, you can't make a mistake in a single word."

Jiang Wan took a sip of water, and she looked at Liu Mingming who was lying in a pool of blood, with a smile on her lips and her voice became lighter.

"Qinghe, our child is dead. Your mother lied to me to come here and said she wanted to teach her a good lesson. She said I was rude to her and said I snatched her son away. I..." Hearing this, Zhao Guizhi's face changed.

"Jiang Wan, what do you mean?

Didn’t you harm me?”

Staring at Zhao Guizhi's face, Jiang Guan's tone slightly raised.

"If I ask you to write, just write it. Don't talk nonsense to me, otherwise I will send you to find Liu Mingming!"

After saying that, Jiang Guan continued, "I said I snatched her son away. I didn't expect the child to be born at this time. He was born in such a dirty and lowly environment. Moreover, she died as soon as she was born. I didn't want to live anymore. I also wanted to accompany our daughter.

Actually, your mother is not wrong. She just wanted to scare me and didn't attack me. It's because I am not lucky enough to be your wife or your daughter's mother."

After hearing these last few words to defend her, Zhao Guizhi's face became more beautiful.

“Did you write it as I said?

Since you have written it, then send it to your son. This text message is Liu Mingming's suicide note. In this way, you can clear your responsibilities. Remember, no matter who asks you in the future, you will insist that Liu Mingming committed suicide."

Zhao Guizhi nodded repeatedly, and she hurriedly sent the text message and said, "Yes, I know, I did nothing, I just wanted to scare her. Who knew that she couldn't help but be scared, and suddenly gave birth and gave birth to a stillbirth. As a result, she couldn't think of it herself, so she hanged her to death."

After saying this, Zhao Guizhi became more justified, as if the truth of the matter was as she said.

"Since you know everything, what are you waiting for now?

Hurry up and hang Liu Mingming onto the rope, and then you immediately run out with your child in your arms, pretending to be very scared and anxious."

Jiang Guan signaled Zhao Guizhi to hang Liu Mingming, who was already unconscious, onto the rope.

As long as she hangs up, Liu Mingming will undoubtedly die. Even if the gods come, they will not be able to save her.

Zhao Guizhi walked to Liu Mingming as she spoke. She touched Liu Mingming's carotid artery and a faint heartbeat.

"She is not dead yet!"

Zhao Guizhi couldn't help but say, she thought she was dead.

"It is because she is not dead that you have to hang her up quickly. You won't suspect it during the forensic autopsy in the future. Otherwise, if you hang a dead person on the rope, do you think the forensic doctor is stupid?

Can't you see it?"

Jiang Guan urged: "Hurry up, hurry up and hang up before she dies."

Hearing this, Zhao Guizhi did not dare to hesitate anymore, and hurriedly dragged Liu Mingming's heavy body and with the help of Jiang Guan's subordinates, he hung Liu Mingming on the rope.

As the rope was pulled up and the knot tightened, Liu Mingming was suddenly hung in the air.

After a few slight struggles, she soon disappeared. Blood fell down her toes, and soon a large pool of blood gathered on the ground.

The scene was shocking and even impossible to look directly at, but Jiang Guan just looked at it with a smile, as if he was very satisfied with his arrangement.

"Okay, OK, what should I do now?"

When he saw Liu Mingming's body swaying, Zhao Guizhi's heart surged with indescribable fear.

She stammered, reaching out to carry the baby on the ground, her eyes full of fear.

"Now, as I said, run out of this door, and shout help when you see someone along the way. Remember, be sure to look scared, and make people think you are desperate to save this child."

After saying that, Jiang Guan looked at Zhao Guizhi's shaking look, and she burst into laughter.

"You don't have to pretend. You really look scared now. Go and just go out like this."

Zhao Guizhi stopped talking, she picked up the child who had no movement, this was her granddaughter, and this was her son's biological flesh and blood.

She stumbled and ran out. When she arrived at the door, Jiang Guan suddenly called her.

"Zhao Guizhi, remember what I said. No matter who asks me, whether it is the police, your son, or Li Xiaohan, you have to answer as I told you, and you can't say my name no matter what."

After a pause, she sneered and said, "You may not know. I am a mentally ill person. Even if the matter is exposed, you will not be able to pull me back, because people like me don't have to be responsible for killing people."

Zhao Guizhi's back froze, and she looked at Jiang Guan with a strange look. After a long time, she nodded.

Without looking back or pause, Zhao Guizhi ran out of the construction site quickly. After a moment, her heart-wrenching scream came.

Jiang Guan finally stood up, she walked to Liu Mingming and looked up at the person hanging in the air.

There was no fear on her face, not even a little panic, so calm that it made people feel that she had planned and mentally prepared.
To be continued...