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child?

Jin Zhiyou staggered towards the door, but I was still frozen in place.

"Why are you still standing there? Don't you want to help?" Jin Zhiyou stopped at the door and waved to me anxiously.

"Here he comes." I followed him, "What is the child you just mentioned?"

"A child is a child, but he is dead." Jin Zhiyou's voice was cold, and he covered his stomach with his hands as he trudged outside.

"Everything they do is for the children."

I suppressed all the speculations in my heart and whispered: "Is this why they kill pregnant women?"

"You know everything?" Jin Zhiyou looked at me in shock, finally starting to wonder about my identity and purpose.

"Who are you? What are you doing at the crematorium?"

"I just want to find the paper man." I didn't hide it, but I only said half of it.

"Why are you looking for that thing?" Jin Zhiyou's eyes widened even more, and he even stopped walking.

"I have my own goals. You don't need to know. If you want to cooperate with me, then cooperate. If you don't want to, I won't force you." I said calmly.

Jin Zhiyou looked at me several times, and finally smiled strangely: "Your goal is to be a paper man, that's better, haha."

"The paper man is on Liu Yun. I will take you to find it right now."

His smile made me uneasy.

"Okay." But I didn't show it. He was in front and I was behind. No matter how difficult it was for him to walk, I didn't help him.

"You just said their goal is children, why?"

"Three children, all less than three months old, died in their mother's womb and were finally pulled out of the ashes." Jin Zhiyou didn't look back.

He was covered in blood, and his back was scary in the darkness.

My heart was chilling. In other words, I had seen Lao Yi use an iron hook to pull out something black from the incinerator, which was a child under three months old.

Strictly speaking, it cannot be called a child, but a fetus that has not yet fully formed.

What is the use of such a child?

The next second, a small blue and white figure appeared in my mind.

Immediately, I guessed Zhang Jianming’s purpose.

"We recruit a beautiful girl every year, who must be born on a day like today, and then make them pregnant."

"Those girls were given specially made medicine before they died. Even if their bodies were burned to ashes, the children would still be there."

"They say that children who have been tortured by fire are most effective."

Jin Zhiyou continued to talk.

This evil and cruel secret was buried in his heart, as if it had rotten and stinky, and he couldn't wait to get rid of it.

"I don't know what they want a kid like that for, I just do what they say."

"I thought about resisting, but I don't have the ability. I really don't want to harm them."

Jin Zhiyou murmured, as if he was trying his best to convince himself that he wanted to cut off the relationship with those people.

"Why didn't Yang Mei die?" I have no sympathy for him, or for the people in this crematorium.

Thinking of what happened to cousin Nan Jiuxi, I felt a chill in my heart.

The more ugliness you see, the more you understand the cruelty of human nature.

It is undeniable that wherever there is light in the world, there will also be darkness.

Sympathy for the wicked is injustice to the good.

"Because the child needs a mother." Jin Zhiyou said quietly.

"I don't understand."

"You don't need to understand, I won't let them succeed. Tonight, I will let everyone die together!"

"I've had enough of all these years of humiliation!"

Jin Zhiyou gritted his teeth, his originally handsome face filled with ferocious twists.

He touched the scar on his neck.

"Do you think this scar was really caused by Yang Mei's husband? Haha, they did it because I refused to do what they told me."

"What's going on with the paper man?" This is what I'm most concerned about.

"Before a child finds its mother, it needs a..." Jin Zhiyou thought for a moment before he came up with a barely suitable word.

"Need a babysitter."

"nanny?"

I frowned and tried to remember, making sure that I had not missed anything in the refrigerator. After the paper man left, there was only a pair of red embroidered paper shoes left inside.

"It can also be said to be a container. Anyway, the meaning of its existence is to keep those children." Jin Zhiyou shrugged.

My heart skipped a beat.

The meaning of existence?

Isn’t this the word that appeared in the live broadcast prompt!

"The sun rises and sets, the moon sets and rises again. I have sat here looking at the sky countless times, thinking about the meaning of my existence."

"Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?"

It turns out that the protagonist of this story is actually a paper man!

I quickly recovered from my shock, because at this time, Jin Zhiyou and I had already arrived at the entrance of the auditorium.

The door was closed and locked from the inside.

But there was a trail of blood on the ground at the door.

"Great, he's injured!" Jin Zhiyou smiled, took out a key, unlocked the door, and pushed the door wide open.

"Come on, come on, your chance has come, my chance has come too."

He held his bloody belly and laughed so excitedly that his body was shaking.

"Let's go, Lao Yan must be hiding in the back, let's let him taste what it's like to have nowhere to escape!" Hatred covered the pain in his body, and Jin Zhiyou's eyes gleamed.

I was inexplicably disgusted with the word "we" in his mouth.

Entering the hall, Jin Zhiyou turned on a small lamp, the light was dim, and the situation inside was vaguely visible.

People here don't like to turn on the lights. It seems that if you stay in the dark for too long, you won't dare to see the light.

There were drops of blood on the ground, extending to the left side of the corridor.

Lao Yan should have hid in the room with the refrigerator.

I followed Jin Zhiyou and walked over one after the other. Sure enough, the blood stains stopped at the door.

The door was closed and there was no sound inside.

"Ha, Lao Yan, there will be a day when you can't hide." Jin Zhiyou sneered, took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole.

Click.

The lock is unlocked.

Jin Zhiyou pressed on the door and pushed it inward, but he didn't push it open. Someone was blocking him from inside.

"Lao Jin, it's me, open the door quickly." He patted the door panel, his tone weak and anxious, "Liu Yun hasn't chased me, let me in quickly."

No one responded inside, and the door was still held tightly.

Lao Jin stopped, his eyes were cold.

"Help, push the door open. As long as you help me take revenge, I can tell you a secret about the paper man."

I glanced at him, said nothing, put my hand on the door panel, and worked hard with him.

No matter how strong Lao Yan is, he is still alone, and he is also injured.

Boom!

The pressure behind the door suddenly released, and the door panel hit the wall hard.

Jin Zhiyou touched the wall and turned on the light.

A dim light came on, and in the cold room, Lao Yan had retreated to a corner.

His back was against the wall, and there was a bloody gash on his left arm, with the bone clearly visible and the flesh curling outwards.

The black cloth bag was slung across his body, protecting his right hand, as if it was something more important than his life.

Jin Zhiyou walked into the room proudly, with a sneer on his lips.

"Who is he?" Lao Yan stared at me warily.

"If you don't have time to worry about others, why not worry more about yourself." Jin Zhiyou was talking when the sound of high-heeled shoes was heard in the corridor outside.

Knock, knock.

Step by step, in the silent corridor, it is extremely clear.

"She's here." Jin Zhiyou smiled cruelly and excitedly, "Old Yan, you also have a taste of what it's like to wait for death!"