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Thinking of this.
I quickly picked up a pen and wrote on the file:"Michael,don't go anywhere after school.Just wait for Dad at the grocery store.Dad will come to pick you up right away."
"Be sure to be obedient!Don't run around by yourself!"
My son replied.
"But,it's raining so hard outside.When will you come,Dad?"
I quickly wrote:"Dad has some things here and can't get away.I'll come to pick you up right away.Absolutely stay where you are and wait for me."
After doing all this.
I began to stare at the file bag,feeling more nervous than ever.
In my opinion.
My son chose to go home alone because he couldn't wait for me,which led to this irreparable tragedy.
If he didn't run around,wouldn't all of this not have happened?
Even if it couldn't go back to the past,at least,in another world,I wouldn't live like a walking dead as I do now.
Just like this.
I waited nervously for half an hour.
The words on the file gradually disappeared,and a new file appeared again.
Victim:Michael Johnson,male,6 years old.
Case process:On a rainy day,the victim went to the grocery store to take shelter from the rain after school and waited for his father to pick him up.Just when his father was rushing to the school,suddenly a van appeared.A man in black got out,grabbed him and threw him into the van.He was brutally killed at the construction site,and the body was thrown into the concrete.
The murderer used the most common knife,which was difficult to trace the source.
Murderer:Male, approximately 1.72 meters tall,with a medium and well-proportioned figure.He was decisive in action.The victim and the bystanders didn't react in time,and all this had happened.His identity was unknown.
In my mind,I seemed to have heard my son's cries.
He was lifted up with one hand by the man wrapped in black clothes all over.No matter how he struggled and cried,it was useless.The huge difference in strength made his limbs flail in the air,but he was thrown hard on the ground by the man.
It was raining harder and harder.The huge raindrops hit the ground,creating ripples.
"Dad,Dad,where are you!Come and save me!"
The man walked step by step.Fear appeared on my son's face.How he hoped that his usually omnipotent father,who was like a hero,could come to save him.
But it was of no avail.
No one responded.
He was brutally killed and then thrown into the concrete,mixed together and became the firmest foundation.
All the evils were buried in the rainy night.
"AAAAH!!"
I tore the file to pieces like a madman and threw it out of the window.
My eyes were red,and I was gasping for breath.
After being a just criminal policeman for so many years,I had the urge to kill someone for the first time.
Even so,my son still couldn't escape the fate of being kidnapped and killed.
I hugged my head in pain.
However,the next moment.
New crooked characters appeared again on the new file page,like little snakes:"Dad,Mom asked you to pick me up from school.I'm at the grocery store.Where are you?"
The same handwriting,the same words.
