In order to find out the truth, I borrowed a set of monitoring equipment from a senior who studied electronic information engineering and secretly installed it at home, so that I could monitor the situation at home through the Internet every day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the truth is often too cruel, and the father in the surveillance video is no longer the father I know, he is cruel, perverted, and has no moral bottom line......

There were many times when Siming was unwilling, and he always gave in after being beaten up by my dad. Often at this time, Siming's mother in the other room can only cover her face with the quilt and cry, all she can do is cry!

I never thought that this kind of thing would happen in my house, my first thought at that time was to kick the mother and son out of this house, so that this disgusting thing would not happen in front of my eyes!

But gradually, I found that I began to slowly sympathize with Siming, began to feel sorry for him, and wanted to save him!

So whenever I came home on the weekend, I would find all kinds of excuses to take Siming out to play and not spend the night at home. My sudden enthusiasm surprised everyone, and even my friends began to wonder if I was stimulated by something, didn't I hate this brother for nothing?

Siming was also cautious in front of me, for fear that I would find the slightest clue. At one point I finally couldn't help but ask him, "Why don't you leave this home, why don't you leave instead of living in such pain?"

Siming looked at me in shock and amazement, he understood in an instant that I actually knew everything, and I saw the only bit of light in his eyes that was instantly extinguished......

After a while, he slowly raised his head and said to me with a smile: "Brother, do you think I'm dirty?"

I didn't answer him at that time because I didn't know how to answer him!

I took him out into the wild that night to see the stars, and I remember the smile on his face when he went up the mountain with me, but when we came down, I saw despair on his face......

A few days later, I suddenly received a call from home at school, saying that Siming had been in a car accident. When I arrived at the hospital, I saw a sweaty driver who kept saying to the traffic police, I really didn't mean it, he suddenly ran out of the intersection, and I didn't have time to brake!

Hearing the driver's words, my heart hurt and felt uncomfortable, Siming committed suicide because I brutally cut off his last bit of self-esteem, shouldn't I save him and protect him? Why should I be so cruel to him, so that he doesn't have the courage to live?

Although Siming's life was saved, because his right hand was almost crushed by the car, the repaired right hand was at most just an ornament, and the nerves in his hand could never be restored.

In order to get Siming out of this home, I volunteered to help him go to the same university as me, and I thought that as long as he left this home, he would be able to get rid of all the things that had happened before, as if it was just a nightmare.

But I thought about things too simply, my evil father couldn't have let Siming go so easily, and he actually took advantage of the time when I went abroad as an exchange student to extend his magic hand to Siming again......

That night, I was still preparing materials for a paper, but suddenly I received a call from Siming, and he only said, "Brother, help me!" and hung up!

The next day, I took the earliest flight back to China, but when I got home, I found that there was no one else in the house except my stepmother, and I asked her with red eyes, "What about Siming?

She slurred for a long time before she said that Siming was taken to the winery in Nanshan by my father. When I arrived at the winery, I found that it was empty, and even the janitor didn't know where to go!

I climbed over the wall into the compound of the distillery and went straight to my father's office, but I found that there was no one inside, and the whole distillery was silent, not like a human being. At that time, my eyes were red, and after searching all the wineries, I suddenly remembered that there was a particularly secret underground wine cellar in this winery.

As soon as I walked to the door of the underground wine cellar, I heard Siming's cry, he kept begging my father to let him go, don't treat him like this, but my father, who was not as good as a beast, said with a funny face that he was able to marry Siming's mother because of him, otherwise why would he marry an old woman with an oil bottle!

The anger in my heart rose to the top, I knew that the devil inside was my real father, but Siming...... As soon as I thought about what my father had done to him, I couldn't control myself and broke in......

By the time I came to my senses, I had already killed the demon.

I looked at my hands covered with blood and didn't know what to do, and when it came to Siming, he slowly took out half of the wine bottle in my hand, and then pulled me to the bathroom in a hurry, washing away the blood stains on my body.

"Brother, you change into my clothes and go down the mountain, I will call the police in a while and say that I killed the person, and what he did to me will make the court give me a light sentence, you can leave quickly!" Siming kept urging me to say.

I glanced at Siming blankly, he was anxious to ask me to hurry down the mountain, I was in pain, I hugged him in my arms and said: "Siming, let's not separate, okay, I won't let you go to jail for me, I won't go to jail, it's not worth going to jail for that person!"

Siming and I both studied architecture at university, and at that time, the winery was also building a new building, and there were many ready-made bricks, stones and sand in the yard. So the two of us spent the night building a wall in the underground cellar and sealing my father's body in the wall.

In order to fear that the matter would be exposed, I burned my father's face and hands with a bottle of high-purity alcohol, and even if someone found the body in the future, it would not be possible to confirm the source of the body for a while.

This underground brewery is usually not allowed to enter this underground brewery except my father, because he has to study the recipe for new sake here, so outsiders can't see that there is a thick cement wall here.

Although my father disappeared suddenly, our family remained silent about it, and no one went to the police. There were many bosses who ran away with Xiaomi that year, and naturally no one cared whether he was dead or alive.

When I took over all his property, I renovated it and turned it into a private winery. Zhang Jinbao, do you still want to cry out for the man who was sealed in the wall? Doesn't he deserve to die?

When I listened to Fang Yuanhang's talk about what happened back then, my mood became a little fluctuating. I didn't expect that Fang Siming, who seems to be fine now, has experienced so many things that ordinary people can't imagine, if it weren't for Fang Yuanhang saying it in person today, I really didn't see that Fang Siming's right hand was useless.

"I don't want to mention half a word about the things in this wall, but if the police come here to do a scene investigation, I can't guarantee that they won't find anything......" After speaking, I looked at Sun Hao's body on the sofa, he was still motionless, as if he was asleep.