The Indian police handle the case very efficiently.
Shortly after Gandhi reported the case, the police quickly dispatched and caught Jas, a migrant worker, in an old house.
In the face of irrefutable evidence, Jas admitted that he had killed Roba and was put in prison and sentenced to death.
Everything went very smoothly and there were no surprises.
After receiving the news, Gandhi came to me with a moist complexion.
He finally swept away his previous decadence and seemed to be much more energetic.
"Mr.
Cui, thank you for waking me up in time.
If it weren't for you, my father would have died without being able to overturn the murder case.
Now I understand that I must stand firm in the face of big rights and wrongs."
It also makes me happy to see him become more confident.
Sit with him on the balcony and smoke, admiring the beautiful Indian girls coming and going.
"Your mother is weak.
You need to take more care of her.
You can go back.
I will call you if anything happens here."
"Thank you Mr.
Cui."
Everyone feels happy when they get paid and don't have to work.
Gandhi bought some supplements and went home.
He felt that the ghosts had been cleared away and the air in his home was much better.
However, when she got home, she saw Lisang and her sister sitting on the bedside in extreme depression without saying a word.
"Mom, sister, what's wrong with you?"
Gandhi put the supplements on the table and asked in confusion.
"Gandhi, Jas was taken away by the police, did you know?"
Lisan said sadly.
When Lisan mentioned Jas, Gandhi became a little angry: "Mom, I can understand your feelings for him.
But Jas is a murderer, and he killed my father."
Gandhi recalled this life and said: "My father was very violent and not a good father.
But at least he was not like other men who were mistresses and had no sense of responsibility.
He did not abandon us when we needed him most."
"He always remitted the monthly living expenses to our account on time.
It was he who supported us.
He beat you and us, but now that he is dead, you have no right to deprive me of seeking justice for my father. right" Gandhi was a little excited, but in fact he also felt a little regretful.
Over the years, he only knew that his father beat them and scolded them, but he never communicated or communicated with his father.
Perhaps if they had been braver, they would have opened up and told their father what was on their mind earlier.
It wouldn't be like this now.
Think about it, Roba still cares about them sometimes.
But Gandhi finished speaking.
Lisang was shaking in disbelief, and her sister beside her was shaking her head in pain.
"Gandhi, it was you who reported the case and let the police arrest Jas, right?"
Lisang burst into tears and was extremely sad.
Pointing at Gandhi, he sobbed silently: "You are an unfilial son, you are an unfilial son."
"What's wrong with me?"
Gandhi was usually a little softer, but this time it was about his father's death.
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He couldn't be softer anymore: "Mom, he killed my father.
You should pay with your life if you kill someone.
Why are you doing this?"
Are you objecting to me calling the police?”
Lisang just scolded the unfilial son over and over again and cried like a mess.
The girl also burst into tears and said in pain: "Brother, you are so confused."
"You are the ones who are confused."
Gandhi was also extremely stubborn.
But the girl's words fell like a bolt from the blue: "Brother, you are wrong.
Jas is our real father."
As soon as she said this, the girl burst into tears.
Lisang lay weakly on the bed and cried bitterly: "Gandhi.
You killed your biological father."
Gandhi was stunned for a long time.
He seemed to understand something, but he understood nothing.
He could not believe this cruel fact.
"Mom, sister, what on earth are you talking about?
You make me so confused."
"Gandhi, I should have told you the truth earlier.
You two brothers and sisters were born to me and Jas."
Gandhi was stunned by this sentence.
It turns out that the relationship between Lisan and Jas was before Roba, and the Gandhi siblings were both Jas's sons.
But Jas's family doesn't allow him to be with Lisa, and both of them are poor and can't afford to raise children.
Only then did he hook up with the rich man Roba.
Loba believed it and thought that the Gandhi brothers and sisters were his flesh and blood, so he spent a lot of money to raise the Gandhi brothers and sisters.
Later, when Roba learned the truth, he was very angry and began to beat Lisang and the child at every turn.
But he fought and fought, and eventually continued to bear the child support.
Until recently, he found out that Lisang was with Jas again.
He was furious and went to Jas to settle the score, asking Jas to either disappear from Lisang or compensate him for fifteen years of alimony.
During the argument, Jas became cruel and strangled Roba with a wire.
At this time, Gandhi, who learned that he had personally sent his biological father to prison, was in pain and anger, as if he had suddenly fallen from a sunny spring into an angry hell: "You lied to me, you are all lying to me."
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault."
Lisang felt extremely heartbroken when she saw Gandhi's miserable appearance.
Thinking that the two men in her life had died because of her, and her two children were driven crazy because of this, she felt so miserable that she took out a pair of scissors from under the quilt and stabbed her heart.
This stab hasn't killed me yet, it hurts so much, I need to stab him again quickly.
The blood flowed like a river, and it was finally over.
Lisang opened her mouth and said "Ah" and "Ah" but in the end she didn't say what she wanted to say.
She tilted her head and died on the bed with her eyes open.
"Mom" The sudden pain once again tore the hearts of the brothers and sisters, and their eyes were filled with blood.
"Why did it happen like this?"
Gandhi and his sister lay on Lisang's body and howled.
After crying for a long time, Gandhi was almost heartbroken, but his sister who stopped crying said coldly: "It's all because of that Chinese guy named Cui.
If it weren't for him, my father would not be sentenced to death, and neither would my mother."
Die.
He killed our parents."
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Gandhi thought about it and felt that what his sister said was very reasonable.
If I hadn't instigated him to call the police, the tragedy like this would never have happened.
So all of a sudden, they all directed their hatred towards me, taking it for granted that I was the culprit.
What is gangster logic, this is it.
I helped them get rid of the troubles of ghosts out of good intentions, but I had no idea that they had secretly regarded me as the enemy who killed their father and mother.
The brother and sister tore off two pieces of white cloth and wrapped them around their foreheads, swearing not to avenge this incident and to be human beings.
If I want to find Xue Ying and Xue Cilan, all I have to do is make a phone call.
But I want to give them a surprise, meet by chance on a strange street.
So I scattered the beetles around and lurked near the ancient ruins.
I thought Xue Cilan said she came to ancient India to study some civilization, so she was probably going to inspect the ancient ruins.
However, in fact, as soon as Xue Cilan and Xue Ying came here, they started shopping in supermarkets, going to amusement parks, and sightseeing in mountains and rivers.
They did not visit the Shenma monuments at all as I thought. aa2705221: