Chapter 1218 Di Ranle's End

Never thought that the ants, who were once looked down upon by her, could now order her.

"Kneel down and squeeze!"

Scarver ordered.

Dirale looked at Scarf angrily, but the other party slapped her in the face with a slap.

Di Ran Le cried again.

There was no other way, she had no choice but to allow Scarf to bully her.

At night, Scarf was going to sleep. She couldn't let D Ranle stay by her side, so she asked her to go back to sleep.

Di Ranle wanted to comfort Li Jiayin, who was still lying there motionless. She knew that the death of her grandfather and grandmother, as well as the demise of the Li family, had hit her hard, but now she was sore and exhausted, so she climbed up Sleep on the top bunk.

Li Jiayin looked at Di Ranle with a mournful gaze, ignoring her bed was still wet and went to sleep by herself, completely giving up.

The daughter whom she and the whole family spoiled with their lives, is a white-eyed wolf...

The next day, when the morning exercise whistle blew, Di Ranle put on a pig's head and woke up Li Jiayin, who was sleeping soundly under the quilt.

But no one cared about her.

She opened Li Jiayin's quilt and saw a bluish-white face.

Trembling, Dira Le stretched out her hand to her mother's breath, and found that she was no longer breathing.

Di Ranle screamed, pointed at Scarf and said, "It was you! It was you who killed my mother! Ah! I fought with you!"

After all, go and fight with Scarf.

Scarfe didn't fight back at all, just insisted that it wasn't her.

The prison guard slammed a baton on Di Ranle's waist, causing her to suddenly feel a sharp pain, and then it was over.

"It wasn't Scarf who did it. Li Jiayin committed suicide. She still has a blade in her hand."

The prison guard pulled Li Jiayin's sheets away, and only then did they see a deep and long cut on her wrist.

Di Ranle screamed in fright when she saw the wound.

"Li Jiayin, commit suicide."

Judging from the position of the slash and the drop of the blade, Li Jiayin committed suicide, not her. After all, if he kills, he will usually use a one-shot kill method. Even if it is not a one-hit kill, he will not use this method of death that allows the blood to flow, and there are countless opportunities for mutual rescue.

A prison is a place where prisoners are held. Here, prisoners have no human rights at all.

People who have died, especially those who committed suicide, will not have too much pity.

Two prison guards held both ends of the cotton wool, fixed Li Jiayin's body in the middle, and then lifted her out.

There were no pillows, sheets and quilts on Li Jiayin's bed before, and only a bare bed was left in an instant.

After seeing Li Jiayin's suicide by cutting her wrists, Di Ranle was so frightened that she stepped back several steps. She was also standing behind when the guards moved the corpse. It was not until the body was moved out that Di Ranle came back to his senses.

"mom--"

She roared and cried, "Why are you so cruel? Why are you willing to leave me alone? Didn't your grandfather and grandmother die? You didn't kill them, so why did you commit suicide?"

After the police took Li Jiayin's body out, they sent the prisoners out for training.

Di Ranle sat on the ground in despair, crying so hard that she almost died.

She is really sad.

Being imprisoned was already scary enough, but because Li Jiayin would do anything to help her, she only had to follow her mother after she was in prison, and was irritable during morning exercises.