When he received the call, Kyoko Hirata never thought that he would hear the name again in the police's mouth.

Yes, her poor child, Yukiosuke.

Kyoko Hirata still remembers it.

She saw the body of Konosuke.

Such a small body lies there and has no life.

This world is too unfair.

Since childhood.

Konosuke is a good kid.

He united his classmates and helped girls, and he was obviously kind-hearted.

But those blind guys said that Qiunosuke bullied them.

Isn’t it just lifting the skirt and playing with children.

Locking Yuji in the toilet was also to keep him from being disturbed by others.

Is it not because Taro is too ugly and affects other people's mood?

Obviously, Qiunosuke didn't even want to step on an ant, so how could he bully others!

I see.

It must be them bullying Yukiosuke!

Yes, this bullying did not disappear until Yukinosuke died.

Both the police and the court were favoring the driver.

He should apologize for his death!

Kyoko Hirata had gradually calmed down.

Trying to get out of the pain of losing a son.

Who knows.

The police called again.

And, this time.

They actually said that Konosuke became a resentful spirit and endangered others???

How is this possible!

Kyoko Hirata felt furious.

She scolded the policeman on the phone.

Then hung up the phone.

But not long.

Her husband Hirota received the call.

Although he felt incredible.

How could your own children become resentful?

He is obviously so kind.

Hiroshi Hiroshi still remembers that he got off work one day.

Seeing Konosuke driving the stray cat with a bat.

When the son hit a stray cat out of a home run.

He felt that he had seen the angel.

How kind is Qiunosuke, in order not to let these stray cats harm flowers and plants.

So hard.

It is absolutely impossible for him to endanger others.

But under the pressure of the police.

Hiroshi Hiroshi still put on his clothes.

Drive out with his angry wife.

After all, if you do not cooperate with the police, you may encounter more trouble later.

Because of his wife's anger towards the police and the de-spiritor, they declined the police's proposal to send a police car to pick them up.

Hiroshi Hirata drove, and Kyoko Hirata sat in the passenger seat.

The two moved towards the accident scene outside the suburbs of Shanbing District.

"Impossible, Impossible, Konosuke must have been framed!"

Kyoko Hirada looked out the window and muttered.

"It's okay, it must be the police who made a mistake. Our family, Qiunosuke, should have passed away and gone to the Pure Land."

Hiroshi Hiroshi comforted him.

Although it was the first day of the Golden Week.

But this highway leading to the countryside has few vehicles.

Hiroshi Hiroshi was driving intently.

suddenly.

"Dad, let's play a game."

From the back seat, a tender childish voice came.

Hiroshi Hiroshi looked at the rearview mirror in the car.

With a presumptuous smile, Hiroshi Hiroshi's very familiar face appeared in the mirror.

"Yuinosuke?"

Kyoko Hirata seemed to hear that voice too.

She turned around.

The back seat is empty.

Thinking that he missed his child too much, he had an illusion, so Kyoko Hirata turned around and looked forward.

A face was facing her.

The face was covered in blood, with blue lips and pale skin.

He was smiling.

"Mom, let's play a game."

A scream came from the car.

Amid the screams.

The vehicle breaks through the guardrail and rolls down the high slope.

A raging fire broke out.

Next to the wreckage of the car.

In the sun.

A little boy laughed happily.

"Dad, mom, let's play a game together."

"I've made a mistake."

After hearing what Ito’s police department said, Qiao Qiao subconsciously sighed.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun has not set yet.

But it is darker than the night.

Ito police department received a call.

Hirota's parents, Hirota and Kyoko Hirata.

A car accident occurred half an hour ago.

Unfortunately died.

Several people immediately took a bus to the site of the incident.

Of course, the speed of the car is not fast due to the blockade of the road.
To be continued...