When everyone escorted the suspect to the Jeka family's mansion, the sky was already white, and it was a little closer to the time when Zhao Yu left Kosovia.

Jeka seems to know Zhao Yu's thoughts, and knows that Zhao Yu wants to completely understand the whole reason for the wallet murder before leaving.

So, he accelerated the interrogation and immediately began to interrogate the suspect as soon as he took him to his family's underground wine cellar.

Because the evidence is conclusive and the facts of the crime are clear, the suspect Yang Kohler already knew that his general trend was gone, so he no longer resisted and remained silent, and explained the facts of his crime to Jieka, Zhao Yu and others on the spot.

It's just that when Yankohler spoke, he changed his previous decadence and depression, and his words were full of anger and excitement, and his emotions were particularly excited:

"Hmph! I saved lives on the front line and served the country, but in the end, what did I get back? My son is only 6 years old, 6 years old!

"Even if he is guilty, he shouldn't be beaten to death, right?

"What kind of country is this? What kind of system is this? Blatantly shooting a 6-year-old child, and there is no humanity to speak of!?

"What happened during the war years? Even the children of the enemy can't be so cruel!

"Tell you, I deserve to kill all the people I killed! They killed my children, they all deserve to die! I don't think I killed much......

Son?

As soon as the other party said this, Zhao Yu suddenly understood it.

It turned out that this wallet murder case was really a father avenging his son!

"......" Jeka has interrogated countless vicious criminals, but for the father who lost his child in front of him, he was obviously a little timid, clenched his fists for a long time, and then said to him, "Don't get excited! Tell me first, what's your name?"

"Ramantave!" said the man, then continued excitedly, "I was originally a surgeon, and during the war, I was recruited by the military as a military doctor to help soldiers on the front line.

"Do you know how many people I have saved? I love our nation and our country with all my heart, but I never dreamed of ......it," Ramantaf roared, "and it was the soldiers of the country I loved who killed my children, our own soldiers, the soldiers whom I had worked so hard to save!"

"Ah!!h

After roaring at the sky, he continued to cry out compassionately: "What if...... My child was killed by the enemy, he was killed by a bomb, even if he starved to death because he had no food, or even if he had a car accident or an accident, I resigned myself to my fate, because my child was not lucky!

"But he was shot in public by our generals, our soldiers, in such a cruel way!

"How can I still be in awe of this country, and how can I be loyal to this rotten system that is black and white?

"Ah!?h

An angry roar resounded through the sky, shaking everyone at the scene speechless.

"Listen to me, think about it...... "What would you do if it was your own child who was killed?"

"Are you going to be disappointed in this country? Are you going to be full of anger in your hearts, huh!?"

In an instant, the entire cellar fell silent, and no one could answer his question.

"Hmph......" said Ramantave coldly, "you know what?

"However, instead of regretting that I killed them, I found that even if I killed them, it would be difficult for me to calm this evil breath in my heart!

"Do you think that when I saw that Nikolai had cancer, I hesitated to kill him?

"I tell you," he said fiercely, "that I am the last to kill him because I want him to taste the pain of the disease, and when he has tasted all the pain, I will take out his heart and sacrifice my child!!

Oh oh......

Hearing this, Zhao Yu couldn't help but smack his lips and sigh, it seemed that he still underestimated the resentment of the murderer.

"I have a question," Jeka did not play tricks on the angry murderer, but duly changed the subject and asked, "Yunishenko caught your child, the general's order, Nikola's gun, I can understand these!"

"But...... What's the matter with Klinkolov? It's the painter, why did you kill him?"

"Hmph!" said Ramantave coldly, "my family Vidi is obedient and sensible, and I once warned him not to touch the dead man's things, so he will not touch them at all."

"It was Linkolov who stole the wallet! He saw a soldier coming to check it, so he slipped it into my house Vidi, so, damn it, it should have been him!!"

Yes!?

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, and no one thought that the death of the painter would be such a reason.

"So, Vidi is your son's name?" asked Jacka, "you weren't there, how can you be sure that the wallet must have been given to your son by Linkorofse?"

"Yes," said Eureka, "even if Linkolov had stolen his wallet and seen the soldiers, why would he have to give it to your children?"

"I don't know......," said Ramantave disdainfully, "I heard from the other children later! They all saw that it was Linkolov who put the wallet into Vidi's hand!"

"Oh?" Jacka frowned, "So, you didn't ask Linkolov before you killed him, what if you killed the wrong person?"

"I asked him what he was doing?" said Ramantave fiercely, "as long as he had anything to do with my son's death, then he must bury my son!"

"Not only him, but also those who watched the excitement and did not help my child to intercede, those indifferent bystanders, all responsible for my son's death!

"I finally know why I killed these enemies, but I still can't get angry!

"Because I ought to kill this hopeless and rotten country more than to kill them!" said Ramantave, gritting his teeth, "to tell you that if you don't catch me today, I will take even more drastic revenge......!"

Ramangtauff writhed like a frenzy, trying to break free.

Jaka's men quickly surrounded him and held him down.

"Tut-tut......" Jerka smacked her lips and shook her head, feeling very uncomfortable.

Obviously, he is also caught up in a contradiction of values that is difficult to discern......

"Since your hatred is so great," Zhao Yu took the opportunity to ask his doubts, "Then what did you do earlier? Why did you wait until more than 20 years have passed before you think of revenge?"

"I ...... Well......" Ramantave hesitated for a moment, then said, "I want revenge, but unfortunately something happened, I ...... I ......"

Seeing Ramantave's hesitant appearance, Zhao Yu's heart suddenly moved, and he seemed to see something.

"I did want revenge, but a bomb fell," Ramantave tilted his head and gestured to his forehead with his eyes, "I was knocked unconscious!"

"By the time I wake up again, I'll be in Podgorica and a captive!"

"I spent the first few years in a prisoner of war camp.

"Later, I was finally released, just in time for the disintegration of the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia, and I was trapped in Montenegro......

"I was so intent on returning to Kosovia to avenge my child that I ventured across the border and was caught again......

"After that, I spent a few more years in Montenegrin prison, and then I went back to my old job and worked as a doctor in Vebangzar for a few years......

"Because of the stain, I tried many times without getting the papers, and there was no way to go back to Kosovo through the normal procedures.

"With the first lesson, I didn't dare to venture across the border anymore, so I had to think slowly until two years ago, when I finally got the documents to go to Malta, and then I made many detours to return to Sovia!

"I'll tell you," said Ramantave, squinting his eyes, "once upon a time, I thought my hatred would wane with time!

"But, on the contrary, the closer I got to my hometown, the more hatred grew—!! unforgettable"