Chapter 1138
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Although it was a little complicated, things still developed in the direction she had expected.
She went straight into the bathroom and hypnotized the two people who were protecting Little Pomelo.
And that perverted uncle was real, but he was hypnotized and killed the two people who were protecting Little Pomelo.
Moreover, she had originally planned for him to destroy Little Pomelo, and then the video would be exposed. Yeah, the cute little princess would become the biggest scandal.
In the future, everyone would know that the Empire's little princess was a paedophile.
However, she had never thought that Little Pomelo would actually use a gun and shoot him to death.
Fortunately, things did not deviate too much from the plan.
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An hour later, Xia Sang brought Little Pomelo and Summer back to the President's palace.
Because she was worried about Little Pomelo, she did not call or mention anything related to it on the way back.
Little Pomelo held Little Summer's hand. Once they returned to their residence, they locked themselves in the bedroom and did not come out again.
Xia Sang ordered someone to keep watch outside. She walked to the side and called He Lianxiao. "Where are you?"
He Lianxiao could hear that Xia Sang's voice was not right. He lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xia Sang's mind was in a mess. "I went to the orphanage today. Something happened and Little Pomelo was scared."
He Lianxiao said, "Okay, I got it. I'll be back soon."
After hanging up, he sat there and contacted Mochen. "Has the orphanage been taken care of?"
Mochen replied, "It's been taken care of."
He Lianxiao nodded. "Don't show your face."
Mochen replied, "Okay."
The two of them had sent people to witness the entire process.
Actually, Little Pomelo was very nervous. He had simply fired randomly. He did not hit any vital parts and could not have killed him.
Mochen's men had been hiding in the dark and had fired the fatal shot from the man's back.
However, the worst thing was that Little Pomelo seemed to have been hypnotized.
Therefore, they did not dare to touch Summer for the time being.
Because he wasn't sure how far the hypnosis had progressed and if he could return to normal.
Mochen said, "That man is indeed a paedophile. He has committed multiple acts of violence in the orphanage and he has succeeded every single time. He scares the little girls and forbids them from telling anyone. He even took videos of them."
He Lianxiao's body stiffened. Summer's viciousness made him break out in cold sweat.
He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he and Mochen's men were careless!
Was Summer going to destroy Little Pomelo?
After a long time, he asked, "Have those videos been destroyed?"
Mochen replied, "It's already been destroyed. The corpses have also been disposed of. No one has been alerted."
He Lianxiao breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. Did you find any other video equipment at the scene?"
Mochen replied, "Yes, I've already disconnected from the internet. Otherwise, it would be broadcasted live."
He Lianxiao was speechless.
This Summer could be considered as Sangsang's niece. Initially, he didn't intend to kill her, but now it seemed that he couldn't let her live!
Mochen said in a low voice, "Get Doctor White to do a checkup on Summer and Little Pomelo. Use this to check if her heart is compatible with Weiwei's."
When He Lianxiao heard this, he understood what he meant.
Although it sounded a little cruel, he couldn't let Summer live. Transplanting her heart to Weiwei would be a good deed.
He gave Doctor White a call.
Soon, Doctor White went to Little Pomelo's room and knocked on the door.
Little Pomelo was wrapped in the blanket, and her entire body was trembling.
Summer glanced at her and opened the door. She saw Doctor White. "Who are you?"
Doctor White replied, "I'm a doctor. I'm here to check on Little Princess."
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