Quick Transmigration: What to Do When the Male Supporting Character You Saved Becomes Obsessed with

Chapter 383 Obedient and Clingy Younger Brother (94)

"Have you forgotten how they treated me back then?"

Zhao Lizhu took out another cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

"Why is it that from the moment I was born, I only remember being disliked by my parents, being pointed at behind my back, being laughed at, and having my head pushed into a pond..."

“They poured muddy soup into my eyes, nose, and mouth... it was sticky and fishy, ​​why should I have to endure it?” Zhao Lizhu glared at Jin Shuhe.

"I'll shove their heads in too!" He was sinister and terrifying, his face as if divided into different parts by several wrinkles, soaked in so much accumulated malice, making him nauseating.

“I had no choice. I had to take them all on by myself, one by one… I missed the first one. I shoved his head into the mud, and when I pulled him out, he wasn’t breathing. By then, everyone had left, and it was getting dark. I remember that day, the last patch of sunset was so red, and my heart was burning red too…”

He seemed lost in memories: "I pulled him to the bank and slapped him a few times. But he didn't move at all, he looked dead! I threw him back into the river... He can never laugh at me again, and anyone who bullies me or laughs at me will suffer the same fate!"

"Pah! What did I do to offend you? You're a beast, an animal!" Aunt Chen was covered in vegetable soup and grease that Zhao Lizhu had thrown on her.

You must look down on me!

Zhao Lizhu roared!

"You must look down on me! You must think I'm not a man! You despise me! I'll fucking show you whether I'm a man or not, and which man dares to kill several people like me!"

Zhao Lizhu grabbed his hair and roared hoarsely!

"All I want in this life is to get married and have a child! No one can laugh at me, no one can bully me! Is that so hard?! Why does everyone look down on me?! Why does everyone make fun of me?! Huh? Huh? Why?!"

“I told Xiaomiao that she was meant to be my woman! Even though she married someone else, I forgive her this once because she had no choice in the matter… so I forgive her! I can treat her child as my own! We can start a family again!”

Zhao Lizhu stared intently at his hands: "She doesn't agree! She looks down on me too! She looks down on me too! She should be my woman, how dare she look down on me! She'd rather continue living with your father, that gambling addict, than be with an honest, hardworking man like me, who's willing to support the family and her children!"

Zhao Lizhu had completely stopped pretending. He roared and roared, venting all the anger he had accumulated over the years.

The more agitated he became, the calmer Jin Shuhe became.

He was already furious, and no matter how angry he was, what he needed to do now was not just vent his anger.

Even though Zhao Lizhu was so deranged, he still managed to keep Aunt Chen under control, within a range where he could harm her at any time.

Aunt Chen slumped into a chair, her face streaked with tears and filled with helplessness.

She glanced at Jin Shuhe out of the corner of her eye, her eyes full of pleading, begging him to save her, begging to escape from Zhao Lizhu's control.

She had been covering half of her face with her hair, but now, because of her struggle, her forehead was exposed.

I noticed a patch of yellowish-purple hair at the base of her temple. I didn't know when she had been injured, but it was definitely related to Zhao Lizhu.

"You deliberately murdered my mother."

Jin Shuhe affirmed, "She has done nothing to wrong you, nor should she pay for the so-called suffering you have endured."

"You're nothing but a beast trying to satisfy your lust, trying to get something that has nothing to do with you. You think everyone looks down on you. Yes, nobody looks down on you! You're not only physically disabled, you're emotionally and intellectually disabled! You're a piece of trash, a complete coward, utter trash!"

Jin Shuhe's tone was extremely cold, completely denying and despising him.

"How pathetic. You must have gone to the doctor countless times over the years, right? You have no money, and your illness can't be cured, so you can only vent your so-called unfairness on people weaker than you. You keep saying you want to kill my dad, so why haven't you done it?" Jin Shuhe questioned.

"It's because you only talk the talk. You don't dare to lay a hand on him, the real man to you... You only know how to bully women. How pathetic and despicable!"

Jin Shuhe ruthlessly shattered all his defenses: "Over the years, your proudest achievement is that you didn't pay the price for the evil deeds you committed back then, right?"

"You think you're smart and are smug, but now you've been caught and discovered. Everyone will know your misdeeds, everyone will know what a useless piece of trash you are! Your picture will be in the newspapers, in the news, in all the media, showing everything you've done!"

"I killed Xiao Miao! I killed Xiao Miao! Hahahahahaha! I killed your mother!" Zhao Lizhu screamed wildly, trying to drown out Jin Shuhe's voice.

“My mother was the victim, you were the perpetrator. You killed her, and you should pay the price for it.” Jin Shuhe was not affected by him.

"You dare kill me?! You coward! You dare kill someone? I don't believe you! You're just spouting nonsense! Everyone in the village knows you're a coward! You couldn't stay in the village, you married me but you can't do anything, all you do is tell me you're a real man, a real man, ptooey! You're just a coward who only knows how to beat women and can't do anything else!"

Aunt Chen suddenly shouted! Zhao Lizhu could still speak when facing Jin Shuhe, but when he heard the woman say such things about him, his eyes glared at her.

"I killed him! How could I not dare to kill him!"

"Pah! Nonsense!" Aunt Chen, her hair disheveled, suddenly slammed her head against Zhao Lizhu. "What proof do you have that you killed Sister Miao! You coward! Everyone in the village says that when you saw Sister Miao back then, you didn't dare to utter a sound! You followed her around like a lapdog. The best thing you ever did was steal the clothes from the women in the village!"

"Prove it! You want me to prove it to you, huh!" Zhao Lizhu suddenly stood up, glaring menacingly at Aunt Chen. "Trying to run away? No way!"

After saying that, he grabbed Aunt Chen's hair, pulled her off the stool and made her kneel on the ground with a "bang," and then dragged her forward!

"If you dare to move an inch, I'll kill this woman right now!" he threatened Jin Shuhe, knowing he wouldn't run away alone.

All along the way, Aunt Chen's heart-wrenching cries could be heard. Zhao Lizhu kicked her in the side until she was too weak to struggle, and then continued to drag her forward.

Jin Shuhe closed his eyes slightly and stood still.

After a while, Zhao Lizhu came out of the house.

Aunt Chen's face was now covered in bruises, blood was flowing from her forehead, and one of her eyes was smeared with blood.

She gasped for breath, her mouth agape, and was thrown back onto the stool by Zhao Lizhu, barely able to move...

Zhao Lizhu placed a small plastic bag on the table. It was a thin, red plastic bag. Zhao Lizhu opened it, and inside was a small cloth bag.

He opened it, carefully flipping through several folds to reveal what was wrapped inside.

It was a strand of hair.

Jin Shuhe looked at the exposed, glaring black hair and instantly realized that it must be his mother's hair.

It's like a blood bond between a mother and child.

“I killed Xiao Miao, I deliberately plucked it from her head! I had someone calculate it, and the master said that Xiao Miao and I are destined to be husband and wife! In this life... Xiao Miao will definitely be my woman! But Xiao Miao is stubborn and doesn't understand. It's all her fault for being unfaithful to me... But it's okay, I forgive her.”

He mumbled incoherently, picked up a few strands of hair, grabbed a lighter, and burned it against the glass containing his liquor.

Burning hair has a unique smell, and as the aroma diffuses, the hair, reduced to tiny bits of ash, falls into the cup.

Jin Shuhe felt a churning sensation in his stomach, rising up to his throat.

Over there, Zhao Lizhu, looking completely deranged, picked up the bottle of baijiu, poured some more into it, and stirred it with chopsticks...

Suddenly, with a strange smile, he tilted his head back and drank the wine mixed with hair ash in one gulp!

"Ugh—" Aunt Chen, who had been silent for a while, suddenly vomited violently.

The room reeked of a strange, foul, putrid, and deathly odor...

"The master gave me this method, saying that it would allow me and Xiao Miao to be husband and wife in the underworld!"

"You have to drink too!" He suddenly stared at Jin Shuhe: "Xiao Miao will definitely miss you. You are Xiao Miao's son, and I am willing to have you as my son. If you drink too, when we go down together, Xiao Miao will recognize us, and we can be a family!"

He went to the kitchen cupboard, took out a bag with a picture of a mouse on it.

He really put out rat poison!

In front of Jin Shuhe, he poured a lot more into his and Aunt Chen's bowls: "Is this enough?"

"I don't want to see blood today. I'll send you all away first, and I'll be down there right away! Xiao He, be good...drink it now! Otherwise, I'll kill her right now!"

Zhao Lizhu raised his hand, grabbed a kitchen knife, and brandished it at Aunt Chen.

"Drink up! I've told you everything you wanted to know... Xiao He, your uncle has been pretty good to you..."

His expression was frenzied and excited, as if after saying so much today, he had no intention of letting Jin Shuhe leave.

"Drink it! Or I'll chop her up!"

Jin Shuhe picked up the bowl containing the dumpling soup.

"Yes, drink!"

Zhao Lizhu stared at him anxiously, his attention shifting away from Aunt Chen.

Jin Shuhe pressed the bowl to his lips.

Zhao Lizhu leaned forward, his eyes unblinking. He couldn't hide the thrill and excitement he felt when he took someone's life, the sense of control that surged through him!

He was breathing heavily, his nostrils flared.

Suddenly, his whole body stiffened!

"Crack-"

A soft electrical shock was quite noticeable in the quiet environment.

Zhao Lizhu suddenly trembled like a dead tree stump and collapsed to the ground. His chest heaved, and his eyes darted wildly in their sockets, as if the malice and resentment were about to materialize and flow out...

"Ah—ah ah ah—" Aunt Chen let out a howl of grief and indignation that was beyond words.

My body, which had been limp and unable to move just moments before, suddenly sprang up!

She kicked Zhao Lizhu hard in the groin!

One kick after another!

After kicking him, I stomped on him and ground him down hard, stepping on him with my whole body and kicking him without any strategy!

Zhao Lizhu trembled all over and was unable to move.

He couldn't even utter a shout because his laryngeal muscles were still stiff from the electric current.

Jin Shuhe did not stop her.

It wasn't until Aunt Chen picked up the kitchen knife that had fallen to the side that Jin Shuhe stepped forward and grabbed her arm to stop her: "Auntie! Don't!"

"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him! The child he drowned years ago was my cousin from my maternal family!"

“My cousin took us up the mountain to dig for vegetables and down to the river to catch fish… My cousin is thin and short, that’s definitely why he attacked him! He can’t hurt anyone else!”

"Auntie! You'll be committing a crime if you kill him!" Jin Shuhe snatched the police stun gun from Aunt Chen's hand.

Aunt Chen grabbed a stool from the side and smashed it at Zhao Lizhu!

This time, Zhao Lizhu finally let out a cry of pain.

The door was forcibly broken open from the outside.

Qin Wen and Chen Mingkang led the way and rushed in. Lü Chun took over Jin Shuhe's position, hugged Aunt Chen, and controlled her to walk out, ignoring her struggles.

After confirming that there was no danger in the room, the forensic expert came in with his tools and collected the hairs that hadn't been burned off from the table.

Jin Shuhe's hand stopped on the hair, but Wu Qidong grabbed it.

Wu Qidong took his hand and pulled him into his arms: "Don't cry! The case is solved! You did a great job! Your mother will be so proud of you! You finally brought this case to light!"

Wu Qidong put his arm around Jin Shuhe and gestured to the witness to quickly remove the hair from in front of him.

Jin Shuhe's ears were ringing. He could hear Wu Qidong's words, but it seemed like he couldn't hear them clearly. He could hear his own sobs, but he didn't realize that he was already in tears and almost collapsed.

Zhao Lizhu had already been handcuffed and lifted off the ground.

"Xiao He, how dare you treat me like this!"

"I wish I could kill you with my own hands." Jin Shuhe stared at him coldly, and the fierce light in Zhao Lizhu's eyes slowly lowered under Jin Shuhe's unwavering gaze.

For so many years, he has only dared to harm those who are weaker than him. Whenever he is at a disadvantage, he will tuck his tail between his legs and become a crippled coward in the eyes of others!

“But my profession doesn’t allow it. I, Aunt Chen, Sister Li Ruan, Aunt Xia, all of us have incredibly stable and happy lives to live. Only you will continue to be a pathetic good-for-nothing until you die. The law will punish you.” Jin Shuhe touched the position of the epaulets on his uniform.

"Well said!" Wu Qidong patted Jin Shuhe's head hard.

He was overwhelmed with emotion. This case, which had also troubled him and remained unforgettable for the Major Crimes Unit, was finally solved today!

"Well done! You really did a great job! I was so eager to get my hands on him when I heard it from outside!" After watching the men take Zhao Lizhu away, Qin Wen turned around and hugged Jin Shuhe as well.

Jin Shuhe raised his hand and touched the inside of his collar, where he found a listening device hidden under the slightly long strands of hair at the back of his head.

He handed it to Wu Qidong: "The part on the shoe was ruined when you stepped in water."

"Yes, I heard it in the car," Wu Qidong replied.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

It's all over! (Charge! Charge! Charge! Charge!) (Rolls over!) (Forward roll!) (Backward roll!) (Sneaks into the sewer and runs away in the shadows!)