After a long time, I finally raised my head slowly and put on a weird smile.
"They must be in a lot of pain right now... I should really find a bottle of sulfuric acid and pour it on their faces..."
As I recall, the camera flashes back to the previous night.
I ate with my parents and my bowl was piled high.
Beef, ribs, fried liver, and various blood-replenishing soups.
My mother touched my hand lovingly.
"You've been raising him for so long, why are you still so thin? Eat more."
Dad enthusiastically served a bowl of pigeon soup.
"Are you too tired? Drink some soup to replenish yourself."
I lowered my head and looked quietly at the boiling soup in front of me.
Suddenly he smiled coldly, and then poured it all on them.
The soup, still steaming hot from the pot, was not much better than sulfuric acid.
They instantly fell to the ground screaming.
Especially my mother, who covered her face and cried for help.
I laughed slowly.
"Such a good thing, as a daughter, of course I have to honor my parents."
I watched them howl in pain with a cold eye, then went back to sleep without changing my expression.
At the end of the video, the jury overwhelmingly condemned me.