The hostess has unique killing skills

Chapter 272 Zhang Junhe Is Annoyed
The computer screen flickered, reflecting the burnt image.

Bai Tang rested his hands on the keyboard and stared at the screen. When he saw the sudden addition of people in the video, his black eyes flickered a few times.

No one is more familiar with that person's back than Bai Tang, even if it's just a back, it's enough for Bai Tang to recognize him.

Seeing the person looking left and right, and then being frightened by Yi Jinyan who was following behind, he ran out of the shot, in just ten seconds, Bai Tang pressed the pause button very quickly to freeze the scene. A person's exposed face, even if only a little, can still be recognized.

"Father." Bai Tang looked at the person on the video and opened his mouth indifferently.

Then, she frowned, and tapped a few keys on the keyboard to black out the video directly, and clicked a compressed file in the folder with the mouse, and another video popped up, but it looked a bit It's the beginning of the year.

What was shown on the camera was the video of the room next door. It was still the same arrangement, but there were two more people.

They were the father and mother when the crime happened more than ten years ago.Originally, Bai Qingfeng installed the camera in the room because he was worried about his wife.It may be due to being in the studio all the year round, Bai Qingfeng is polite and courteous to the outside world, but he is indifferent and mean-spirited inside.Ever since Bai Tang got the computer, she directly called up all the previous videos. She wanted to see what happened to her mother in the past, and told her to make up her mind to leave.

If that fight was the result of death, then the two-year domestic violence was the fuse that led to my mother's departure.

Bai Tang never knew that his parents, who seemed to be in harmony, often scuffled together. Of course, it was his mother who was beaten unilaterally by Bai Qingfeng.

There are all kinds of reasons, from the short conversation recorded in the video, Bai Tang could hear some information about the quarrel between the couple.

Without exception, they were all pictures that Bai Qingfeng had imagined out of nowhere, and would slap each other if they disagreed.My mother was knocked to the ground several times, but she couldn't bear it, for fear of disturbing Bai Tang who was doing homework outside.

When he saw these videos for the first time, Bai Tang had a nervous breakdown. He even threw off the computer and howled like crazy in the room.

But when watching it for the second time, Bai Tang didn't lose control of his emotions as much as at first, instead he would sit in front of the chair and quietly watch the cruel scenes in the video.

The most tragic scene among them was probably when Bai Tang saw his father kill his mother when he was eight years old.

"You'd better not appear in front of me." Bai Tang stared at the screen, the black light in his eyes spread inch by inch, and then he smiled, his facial features were distorted.

It makes sense for God to always open a window for you while closing a door for you.

Bai Tang's flaws in temperament lead her to have a high level of spiritual cohesion.Usually, Bai Tang likes to write and draw pictures. In the dead of night, she likes to delve into hacking, and she can easily hack a website without knowing it.

After another glance at the video content, Bai Tang took a deep breath, put away the computer, climbed into bed and closed his eyes to sleep.

"Go to sleep, and you'll forget about it when you get up tomorrow morning." She murmured to hypnotize herself, and then fell asleep.

The night is still very long, some people can sleep, but some people can't fall asleep no matter what.

At this time in the Zhang family, Zhang Junhe was tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep.

After a while, he sat up straight from the bed, reached out and grabbed the phone to take a look, stared at the text message back and forth several times, and scratched his head several times in agitation.

"Grass, what on earth does this person want to do!"

(End of this chapter)