Watching my dad die tragically and my mother being insulted, I was enraged and intended to rush over and kill the two scumbags.
My mother saw me, with eyes filled with anger, pain, and worry. She shook her head at me, indicating that I should call the police.
It was the right thing to do. I should call the police.
There was a phone on the second floor too. I quietly returned to the room, told my brother and sister to hide under the bed, and instructed them to lock the door.
Then I went to the next room to make a call.
But the two villains were prepared. They had cut the phone line beforehand.
Screams came from my siblings' bedroom. When I rushed over, they were lying in a pool of blood. My little brother had been cut in half while trying to protect our little sister.
Enraged, I grabbed a vase from the doorway and smashed it at the young man. He yelled in pain and stabbed me several times.
He grabbed a steel nail and drove it into my temple, and then I lost consciousness.
When I regained consciousness, I had become a vegetable lying in the hospital.
I could hear everything, but I couldn't wake up.
Krystal escaped the disaster as she happened to be working the night shift. She called the police the next morning when she returned home. She wasn't considered lucky.
The survivors were the most tormented.
I heard Krystal whisper in my ear that our mother had been tortured to death that night, covered in bruises.
I felt so much hatred. I hated that I was just a frail 11-year-old kid with no ability to protect my family.
And I hated those two beasts. Wayne was not worthy of being my dad's friend.
The case became a mystery. At that time, the technology was not mature, and there were no surveillance cameras. Furthermore, Wayne and the other person had made ample preparations.
Given their conversation, I realized that these two had strong anti-surveillance capabilities and were very conscious, and they had been planning this for a long time.
The only clue lay with me who was confined to a hospital bed. They could only cling to a sliver of hope, waiting for me to wake up and reveal the truth.
As for Wayne, he took over my family's business under the guise of being my dad's friend and claimed Krystal.
He offered to pay my astronomical medical bills, but in reality, he was keeping an eye on me. If there were any signs of me waking up, he would kill me without hesitation.