After entering the drug rehabilitation center, I walked around and came to an office. The two words "Director" hung on the nameplate outside, which should be Zhou Chunsheng's office.

After he asked Zhang Kun to sit down, Zhou Chunsheng called and gave a few instructions. After that, Zhou Chunsheng took out the tea leaves and poured a glass of water for Zhang Kun from the water dispenser.

After Zhou Chunsheng handed the boiling water to Zhang Kun, he smiled and opened the topic, wanting to chat with Zhang Kun for a few words.

However, Zhang Kun kept silent and was silent. At most, he nodded or shook his head when talking to Zhou Chunsheng.

After seeing that Zhang Kun didn't want to chat, Zhou Chunsheng smiled helplessly and ended the topic. The office fell into silence for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Fortunately, a policeman soon came to the office door and knocked on the door: "Subs Zhou, it has been arranged."

Zhou Chunsheng nodded with a smile, then stood up to greet Zhang Kun: "Mr. Zhang, let's go, the visit has been arranged."

Zhang Kun silently put down the water cup in his hand, then left the office with Zhou Chunsheng, and after passing the corridor and a few corners, he came outside a room.

Zhou Chunsheng opened the door and let Zhang Kun go in.

The room is not big, about ten square meters, and the layout inside is very simple. There is only one table in the middle and two chairs in the whole room.

On one of the chairs, a woman wearing a blue prison uniform with white stripes was sitting.

Luo Mengyu and Zhang Kun finally saw the mother of Li Siyi and Li Sicheng.

"Mr. Zhang, you guys talk, I'll go out first." Zhou Chunsheng said at the door.

However, Zhang Kun did not respond at all. He seemed to have not heard this. At this moment, there was only Luo Mengyu in Zhang Kun's eyes.

Zhou Chunsheng didn't care, and silently closed the door.

Luo Mengyu, who looked like she was twenty-five or six years old, had long hair and sat on the stool barely. She seemed to have no idea about Zhang Kun and Zhou Chunsheng who were entering the door, and just sat there silently, with their eyes blank.

Zhang Kun looked at the woman in the room silently, and slowly recalled the words that the old man said to him in the morning next to Li Siyi's house.

"The two of them were swollen all over. One was lying on the bed and the other was lying on the ground, and there was no sound."

"There are obvious scratches on the door panel, with blood on the scratches. There are also obvious damage on Xiao Siyi's fingers, and there are obvious scratches on her feet and knees."

"There is a small stool under the bedroom window, with obvious signs of trampling on it, and there are also some signs of excessive force on the window handle."

"The stomach has been completely empty, the stomach wall is wrinkled, the heart, liver, lungs and kidneys are self-melting. They are starving to death bit by bit."

"And there were also traces of feces detected in Xiao Sicheng's mouth, and there were also on his hands. They really worked hard to save themselves.

...

As one sentence recalled in Zhang Kun's mind, Zhang Kun's anger that had been suppressing all day long began to rise slowly again.

Especially when Zhang Kun saw that Li Siyi, the two siblings who had been following Zhang Kun, ran towards Luo Mengyu the moment they saw Luo Mengyu. Both of them rushed to Luo Mengyu with happy expressions on their faces, and then kept turning around Luo Mengyu, shouting while turning.

"Mom, Mom".

The voice was excited, excited, happy, unspeakable...

But the happy and excited expressions on the faces of these two siblings completely erupted in Zhang Kun's heart.

"Luo Mengyu, are you, I, a stool?" Zhang Kun roared out, then rushed to the stool in front, picked up the chair, and then threw it towards Luo Mengyu fiercely.

But in an instant, Zhang Kun suddenly got there.

He stared blankly at Luo Mengyu, two small figures, spread out his hands and stood in front of Luo Mengyu, with his small eyes looking at Zhang Kun, Li Siyi looked at Zhang Kun angrily: "Bad uncle, don't beat my mother."

Even Li Sicheng said in a silly voice: "Don't beat me, mom."

Zhang Kundun was there, and his whole body seemed to froze. Looking at the two small figures spreading out with his hands in front of Luo Mengyu, the chair that had not been thrown out for some reason, he could no longer throw it out.

At this time, when he heard the roar and sound from the room, Zhou Chunsheng's face changed outside the door, and he pushed the door and rushed in. He saw Zhang Kun, who raised his chair and tried to throw it.

Zhou Chunsheng rushed towards Zhang Kun in an instant without thinking, and then hugged Zhang Kun.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, what are you doing? Calm down." Zhou Chunsheng shouted loudly, hugging Zhang Kun hard and dragging him out the door hard.

Although he didn't know what was going on, it was obvious that it would be better to get Zhang Kun out first.

Originally, according to Zhang Kun's physical strength, let alone Zhou Chunsheng, it would be difficult to drag Zhang Kun even if there were two more Zhou Chunshengs.

But Zhang Kun looked at the two small figures in front of Luo Mengyu at this moment, and for a moment, he seemed to have all his strength drained. He silently let Zhou Chunsheng carry him out.

After dragging Zhang Kun out, Zhou Chunsheng closed the door of the room, then took off the chair that was tightly pulled from Zhang Kun's hand, and then looked at Zhang Kun with a serious expression.

"Mr. Zhang, what's going on? Don't you want to meet Luo Mengyu? Why did you get started when you meet? Do you have any grudges?"

"Mr. Zhang, I must tell you seriously that beating a compulsory drug rehabilitation person is also an illegal act."

Zhou Chunsheng said sternly that he is the director here, responsible for forcing drug rehabilitation for these drug users, but at the same time he is also responsible for their safety.

Although Zhang Kun seems to have a strong background, he will never tolerate anyone beating others in front of him, even if this person is a drug-absorbing person.

But Zhang Kun ignored Zhou Chunsheng's words. At this moment, the only thing in Zhang Kun's mind was the scene where Li Siyi and Li Sicheng stood tightly in front of Luo Mengyu, with their small bodies spreading their big arms to protect Luo Mengyu.

After the chair was taken down, Zhang Kun came to the wall blankly, leaned against the wall, and then slowly slid down and sat on the ground.

Zhang Kun hugged his knees with both hands, his eyes were unconscious.

Finally, a teardrop slid from the corner of his eyes, and then with the first tear, it seemed as if a surging wave was started.

Zhang Kun's eyes were like a torrent of broken dams, and his face burst into tears in an instant.

Zhang Kun held his hands tightly and held his knees tightly. Tears were falling like rain, but no sound was made.

Zhang Kun gritted his teeth tightly, without making any sound, but in his heart, Zhang Kun was crying loudly.

Why.
Chapter completed!