Chapter 1219
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She didn't expect that the ant she used to look down on could order her now.
"Kneel down!"
Scarver ordered.
Diming Le looked at Scarver angrily, but Scarver slapped her in the face.
Diming Le cried again.
She had no choice but to let Scarver humiliate her.
In the evening, Scarver was going to sleep. She couldn't let Diming Le stay with her, so she asked her to go back to sleep.
Di Zhengle wanted to comfort Li Jiayin, who was still lying motionless on the bed. She knew that the death of her grandparents and the destruction of the Li family had been a great blow to her. But now, her whole body was sore and she was exhausted. So, she climbed onto the upper bunk to sleep.
Li Jiayin looked at Diming Le sadly. She didn't pay attention to her at all. The bed was still wet, so she went to sleep by herself. She completely gave up.
The daughter she and her whole family had spoiled with their lives was an ungrateful wolf …
The next day, when the whistle for morning exercise sounded, Diming Le, with a pig's face, woke up Li Jiayin, who was sleeping under the quilt.
But no one paid attention to her.
She opened Li Jiayin's quilt and saw a pale face.
Diming Le trembled and put her hand under her mother's nose, only to find that she was not breathing.
Diming Le screamed, pointed at Scarver and said, "It's you! It's you who killed my mother! Ah! I'll fight with you! "
After that, she went to fight with Scarver.
Scarver didn't fight back at all. She just kept saying that it wasn't her.
The prison guard hit Diming Le's waist with a baton, making her suddenly feel a sharp pain, and then she fell to the ground.
"It's not Scarver. Li Jiayin committed suicide. She still has a blade in her hand."
The prison guard pulled off Li Jiayin's quilt and saw a deep and long cut on her wrist.
Diming Le screamed when she saw the wound.
"Li Jiayin committed suicide."
According to the position of the cut and where the blade fell, Li Jiayin had committed suicide. She was not the one who killed him. After all, if he wanted to kill someone, he would usually kill them in one blow. Even if he didn't kill them in one blow, he wouldn't kill them in such a way where they could have countless chances to save each other.
Prison was a place to imprison prisoners. Here, prisoners had no human rights to speak of.
People who died, especially those who committed suicide, would not be pitied too much.
Two prison guards held the two ends of the cotton ball and secured Li Jiayin's body in the middle. Then, they carried her out.
Previously, Li Jiayin's bed had no pillow, sheets, or quilt. In an instant, there was only a bare bed board left.
When Di Ming Le saw Li Jiayin slit his wrist and commit suicide, she was so scared that she took a few steps back. She was also standing behind the prison guards as they moved the body. Only when the corpse was moved out did Di Ming Le come back to his senses.
"Mom —"
She roared and cried, "How can you be so cruel? How can you bear to abandon me? Isn't it just Grandpa and Grandma who died? You didn't kill them. Why did you commit suicide? "
After the police took Li Jiayin's body out, they let the prisoners go out to gather for training.
Di Ming Le sat on the ground in despair, crying so hard that she almost stopped breathing.
She was really sad.
Being locked up in prison was already terrifying enough, but because Li Jiayin would always think of ways to help her, she only needed to stay by her mother's side after being locked up in prison. She would only feel irritated when she was doing morning exercises.
(End of this chapter)
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