Chapter 819: Robert’s Death

“Okay, honey.”

Jimmy walked into the toilet and carried out the unwashed clothes. He was about to throw them straight into the washing machine when he heard Rachel say, “Remember to search your pockets first. Don’t put the tissues in the washing machine too. Last time, you had tissues in one of your coats. After you washed it, the entire shirt was covered in paper scraps. I cleaned it for a long time…”

“Okay.”

Jimmy squatted down and searched his pockets. After checking one, he threw it into the washing machine.

When he reached the last piece, he suddenly noticed a black stain on the corner of his shirt. Thinking that it was something dirty, Jimmy was about to scrub it before throwing it into the laundry room. He lifted the corner of his shirt and stared at the black stain. He touched the detergent with one hand.

When he saw what the stain was, he frowned.

The black thing was not accidentally stained, but a few blurry letters.

Jimmy recognized it carefully and confirmed that the letter was—

Sos.

Jimmy stared at the black ‘sos’ and narrowed his eyes.

Who left this distress signal for him?

Jimmy thought back carefully to the days when he wore this…

…

Herbert ate his fill and washed the dishes again. Then he walked into the toolshed. A moment later, Herbert walked out with a small shovel in his hand. Herbert was barefoot. He walked barefoot up the stairs on the carpet.

This time, Herbert did not return to his room. Instead, he went into the master bedroom.

He pushed open the door and saw Robert lying on the bed.

Robert was asleep. He had gone to bed a little early tonight and was sleeping soundly.

Of course he was sound asleep. After all, he had added sleeping pills to the cup of water he had drunk. Herbert stood by the bed and stared at the man. This was his daddy. He should have been his sky, his earth, his faith.

But Robert had ruined his life.

Herbert looked at Robert and gripped the shovel with his right hand. This was the first time he had done this. He was nervous.

Herbert gritted his teeth, raised the hoe, and smashed it with his eyes closed.

“Ah—”

Robert’s scream almost brought the house down.

Herbert threw away the hoe in shock.

He opened his eyes and saw that Robert’s face was half caved in, but he was not dead. He was waving his hands like a madman, trying to catch Herbert. Herbert took a deep breath, picked up the hammer, and hit Robert again. Robert rolled out of bed and ran outward.

He ran to the stairwell, staggered, and rolled down.

He rolled to the living room. He was not completely dead.

Herbert went after him. He didn’t dare let his heart soften. He could only raise the hoe and end Robert’s life.

Robert was dead.

His death was tragic.

Herbert stared at his body, surprisingly calm. He turned, found the key, and went to the basement.

When Herbert appeared in the basement covered in blood, Xiao Meng and Clarice were shocked.

“My God, Herbert, what did you do!”

Xiao Meng’s expression changed when she saw Herbert’s blood.

Herbert unlocked her handcuffs and said, “Leave. He’s dead. You can go far away.”

Xiao Meng was stunned. When she realized what Herbert meant, she was shocked. However, at this moment, this woman, who had always been weak and afraid of trouble, became wise and calm. She grabbed Herbert’s hand and said to him, “No, Mom can’t leave. If anyone has to leave, it’s you.”

“You’re still so young. You’re only seven. It’s not fair to you.”

Herbert clearly wanted to say something, but Xiao Meng used all her strength to knock him out.

Clarice was shocked to see this.

“What are you going to do?” she asked Xiaomeng.

Xiao Meng smiled sadly and said, “I’m doing what I should be doing.” With that, Xiao Meng carried Herbert out.

She showered Herbert and washed the blood off his body. She put clean clothes on him and finally sent him back to the basement. Clarice watched as Xiao Meng roasted Herbert with handcuffs. She was stunned at first, but then her expression changed slightly when she guessed what Xiao Meng was planning to do.

Xiao Li suddenly asked Xiao Meng, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Xiao Meng nodded and looked at the child gently. She said, “My Xiao Bao, he’s not bad.”

“But you’ll go to jail. Even if you kill a perverted murderer, you’ll still go to jail!”

Xiao Meng smiled sadly.

She said, “Then I’m willing to go to jail in his place.”

Xiao Meng quickly left the basement, leaving Clarice staring at the unconscious Herbert with a complicated expression.

…

This was what Jimmy saw when he broke in with his gun—

A haggard woman with scars all over her face was kneeling by the wall, covered in blood. She was holding a shovel. At her feet was a blurry male corpse.

The wall, the floor, and the stairs were all stained with red blood.

Jimmy was dumbfounded.

The people behind him were also dumbfounded.

Xiao Meng looked up at these people. She seemed to be crying but not laughing. She said crazily, “He deserves to die! He deserves to die! He killed so many people, but he still hit me and placed me under house arrest! Now, he doesn’t even let the child off! I’ve gotten rid of the scourge for the people! I’ve killed this scourge!”

This woman’s condition was a little scary.

However, Jimmy understood what Xiao Meng meant.

In the end, Xiao Meng was taken away by the police and Robert’s body.

When the police found Clarice in the basement and Herbert, who had woken up, they exclaimed, “Oh my god, it’s Clarice!”

In the face of the police’s questioning, the young lady of the Lawson family told the police in a calm tone, “It was Robert. He kidnapped me here. He even imprisoned his wife and son.” Clarice pointed at the taciturn Herbert and said innocently, “The poor guy doesn’t know anything.”

Herbert said nothing. He refused to speak no matter what the police asked.

The police naturally believed Clarice’s confession.

After all, no one would have thought that a six-year-old girl would lie.

They followed the clues and found the bodies of the other victims. At this point, these consecutive missing persons cases that made everyone panic were finally solved. The murderer was none other than the neurology expert, Robert Ferroyd.

No one could believe that the man who was affectionately admired for having the hands of God was actually a demon.

In the basement, Jimmy removed Herbert’s handcuffs. He hugged Herbert and said, “Child, it’s okay. It’s over.”

Herbert stared at him blankly. Finally, he asked him a question. “Why didn’t you come sooner?” he asked.