"What's wrong with him?"

"He committed suicide. ”

"Hang yourself. ”

The piercing sound of friction suddenly sounded in his ears, and Jiang Suhe stopped the car on the side of the road.

Obviously, this news gave Jiang Suhe a lot of shock.

"Suicide?" Jiang Suhe shook his head, "Why do these people like suicide so much." ”

Jiang Suhe's hand holding the steering wheel became tighter and tighter, and his eyes became colder and colder.

…………

Zhoushan Prison.

Not long after, Jiang Suhe came here again. Looking at the reporter holding a long gun and a short cannon at the door, Jiang Suhe couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust in his heart.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you think of Kim Jung-hwan's suicide?"

"Do you think Kim Jung-hwan's suicide has anything to do with you?"

"Mr. Jiang, could you please answer the question? ”

"Mr. Jiang, you ......"

"Mr. Jiang......"

A group of people were dressed in suits and leather shoes, but like cats that smelled fishy, they rushed forward.

Rush.

The flickering sound of the shutter and the chaotic noise of the reporters completely ignited Jiang Suhe's already bad mood.

Jiang Suhyuk stopped abruptly, turned to look at the reporter with a calm face, and almost put the microphone into his mouth.

"Which journalist are you?"

The reporter was stunned and was about to answer, but was interrupted coldly by Jiang Suhe.

"Oh yes, you're a journalist, I thought you were a prosecutor?"

Jiang Suhe knocked the microphone to the ground and approached the dazed reporter step by step.

"Who told you that Kim Jung-hwan committed suicide in fear of sin?"

"You're a judge?

"Until the final trial was handed down by the court, my client, Kim Jung-hwan, was innocent. ”

"Besides, I believe that he will remain innocent after the trial. Jiang Suhe's sharp eyes made the reporter opposite dare not look directly, so he had to retreat step by step.

"You all heard me clearly!" Jiang Suhe straightened up and looked around, the sharpness in his eyes made everyone present lower their heads.

"I'm not just targeting him, but everyone here, if I see any media that doesn't look long in the news, and the words "my client commits suicide in fear of guilt" appear on the news, just wait to receive the court summons. ”

"Don't say I didn't tell you in advance. ”

Jiang Suhe raised his finger and tapped it fiercely on the shoulder of the reporter in front of him, and said loudly: "Don't mess with me, I'm not at your mercy like those stars." ”

"Still out of the way?" Jiang Suhe turned around and pushed away the reporter blocking the door, and strode into the prison.

The reporters outside the door looked at each other, and the noisy scene was silent for a while.

…………

"Take me to Kim Jung-hwan's cell. Jiang Suhe casually summoned a prison guard waiting for orders.

The journey to Kim Jung-hwan's cell seemed like a long walk.

"Because Kim Jung-hwan is special, he was given a single cell. The prison guard saw that Jiang Suhe was a little confused, so he explained.

"Well, you go get busy first. ”

Kim Jung-hwan's cell room was already firmly surrounded by prosecutors and police, and it was almost impossible to get close to the scene.

"I'm sorry sir, but non-case-handling personnel are not allowed to enter. ”

Out of duty, the prison guard at the gate blocked Jiang Suhe's way forward.

"I am the advocate of the deceased. ”

Jiang Suhe frowned and pushed away the arm of the policeman who was blocking in front of him, and under his stunned gaze, he pushed a way out of the crowd.

"Superfluous. Jiang Suhe smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and looked around with dissatisfaction at the redundant agency personnel.

No one was working, and Kim Jung-hwan's body was not even laid down in the air.

It has been less than an hour since Kim Jung-hwan's body was found.

Not so long ago, his heart was beating vividly, but now it was cold.

Everything he had wanted to tell was never known again.

Kim Jung-hwan's body still hung quietly by the window, unsightly. The rope used to hang himself was his prison uniform, and the white four-digit number swaggered ironically through the air.

The chief prosecutor has not yet arrived, but everyone has been talking and laughing.

Yes, instead of working, they are joking.

They talked and laughed in a place where their lives had passed, without any mercy or respect for life, and let Kim Jung-hwan's body sway.

"Can you be quiet?" Jiang Suhe shouted with his eyes lowered.

"You're happy to be dead, aren't you?"

"You should really let the reporters outside the door see your face now, so they don't go around picking up leftovers like a wild dog. ”

After listening to Jiang Suhe's almost disparaging words, a policeman pursed his lips disdainfully, "Who are you, how did you get in?"

"I'm Jiang Suhe, just a little lawyer, not as good as you, the big policeman who guards the safety of citizens. Jiang Suhe snorted dissatisfiedly.

After the police heard Jiang Suhe's name, they retreated in a daze, and the noisy cell just now was strangely quiet at the moment, and no one dared to interject.

"What's wrong?"

"Senior, don't be angry, what are you talking about with them?" Wu Xiuzhong happened to come in at this time, handed Jiang Suhe a bottle of water, and calmed his slightly irritable mood.

"Are you responsible for Kim Jung-hwan's case?" Jiang Suhe took the water and held it in his hand, and asked Wu Xiuzhong casually.

"No, they just sent me to inspect the site. Wu Xiuzhong shrugged.

"Clear the field, there are too many people. Jiang Suhe walked alone to the bars.

"You all go out, I'll stay by myself, and I'll call you again if necessary. Wu Xiuzhong waved his hand to disperse the public servants who had gathered here but had nothing to do.

Kang So-hyuk carefully observed whether there was anything unusual about Kim Jung-hwan's body.

Kim Jung-hwan is topless, very clean, no messy tattoos, and no dirt.

The white pupils made people feel frightened, but Jiang Suhe was very calm.

"What is this?"

Kang So-hyuk found a letter from Kim Jung-hwan's trouser pocket that had been folded repeatedly.

The letter paper was crumpled and crumpled, which seemed to represent the difficulty of his decision.

The handwriting on it is neat and the pen is strong.

Jiang Suhe seemed to see a person writing wildly.

…

"To put it mildly, when you read this letter, I was gone.

For the past few days, I have been living in purgatory almost every day.

When I was a child, I was just a wild child from a poor family, but I was the happiest back then.

Mom and Dad are at home with me after work, Mom cooks, Dad accompanies me to play with toys, although the place at home is not big, but it is very warm.

But soon, everything changed.

My mom and I are the same as always, but my dad is not the dad he used to be.

I don't know when he started to get involved in gambling, and he himself said that he found a way to prosperity and wealth for me and my mother. I was happy, but my mom was worried.

At first, Dad won a lot of money, and the family's life gradually improved, but this is when the nightmare hit.

Go down in flames.

Dad even lost the family house.

He began to drink heavily, and every day when he came home drunk, his mother persuaded him that he also beat his mother.

My mother and I couldn't take it anymore, and eventually, the family broke up.

My mother took me to marry into a wealthy family.

I soon became a rich second generation, and the life of drunken money fans made me confused, and I began to mess with fox friends and dogs, and began to get lost in the glamour.

A lot of people around me were trying to please me, but I knew they actually looked down on me as an outsider.

One day, they said they wanted to take me to experience what it was like to be in heaven, and I gladly went there without noticing their bad intentions.

At that time, just as I was about to light that 'special' cigarette, a man appeared, knocked the cigarette from my hand, and forcibly took me out of the place.

It's Daddy.

He is still very decadent and sloppy, and his eyes have become very cloudy, and he is no longer as bright as he used to be.

He slapped me hard and reprimanded me for my ignorance.

It hurts, but I am very touched and excited.

Dad was still gambling, and I found out later.

It turned out that he was gambling for a better future for me and my mother, but now he is betting to find us who we used to be, and he wants to become rich and let us return to him.

If he asks for money, I will give it, and if he asks for money, I will give it again. Because, he is my biological father.

But that day, when he drank too much and came back to me to ask for money, I didn't give it to him, and we had a big fight.

What I hate the most is that he is not doing his job properly and is not self-motivated, why does he ask me and my mother to return to him in this situation, and he also scolds my mother for being poor and loving rich.

It's you who don't want to be motivated!

I wanted to watch my dad realize his self-worth step by step, but he left me completely that night.

Sadly and ridiculously, I turned out to be the first suspect.

You're probably a prosecutor, or a police officer, everyone thinks I killed my dad, and I know that I don't have enough power to change, so I gave all my wealth to the person in the prosecutor's office, I don't ask him to speak up, I just ask him to handle the case seriously, but now it seems to be in vain......

I had no choice.

I can't think of any other way than to die.

I can only remind everyone of my own death.

I, Kim Jung-hwan, am innocent!

I'm sorry, I had so much to say before I left, and I didn't know who to talk to.

I'm nostalgic for this world.

Thank you for your patience.

—————The last cry from the desperate on the edge of hell"

…

The cells are small, but the air is heavy.

It was so heavy that Jiang Suhe's throat was blocked.

He carefully folded the letter and tucked it into the pocket of his shirt.

Oh so-jong didn't know where to go, and only Kang So-hyuk and Kim Jung-hwan were left in the cell.

It was quiet.

Kang So Hyuk looked at Kim Jung-hwan, and everything in his pupils was quietly restored.

…

an hour ago.

Kim Jung-hwan clutched the letter tightly and squatted in the corner of the cell.

Painful and depressed.

How a big boy who has just come of age can withstand the pressure from the whole society.

The thought of the great pain for a moment made him a little frightened.

However, he had no choice.

Kim Jung-hwan gritted his teeth and took off his prison uniform and hung it on the prepared hook.

The world in front of you is spinning.

Suffocation slowly enveloped Kim Jung-hwan, the shadow of death was approaching him, all colors were slowly passing away, and he felt that he was constantly sinking.

Is it going to hell?

Suddenly, he felt lighter.

Looking up, a familiar figure struggled in the air.

That's himself.

It was pitch black.

In the blur, he seemed to see the scene of his acquittal, accompanied by ......

Who's that?

The figure...... So familiar.

"Who is it?"

Kim Jung-hwan's mind is beginning to drift away, but he doesn't want to leave, he just wants to know who is helping him when everyone is spurning.

He looked at the man with all his strength.

Is that......

Kang Su-hyuk?

It's him.

It's definitely him.

"Sure enough, it's him, Jiang Suhe. Kim Jung-hwan saw it clearly and swallowed his last breath.

A life is gone.

…………

"Kim Jung-hwan, rest in peace. ”

"I took your commission. Jiang Suhe sighed lightly, but his eyes were full of determination.

The famous lawyer Jiang Suhe officially accepted the entrustment of his client Kim Jung-hwan to defend him against the father-murder case, a social case that had a huge impact.

It is understood that Kim Jung-hwan committed suicide in prison on the day of accepting the commission, and the specific reason has not yet been determined. ”

Kim Jung-hwan is gone, and the news arrives as scheduled.

No one cared about his death.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Kim Jung-hwan and even the entire case are just a piece of paper.

The media has given up on the veracity of the report just to attract attention.

People only care about their own joys and sorrows, but they don't see anyone falling because of it.

However, there is one thing that is the same as Kang So-hyuk's warning, and there is no narrative in any media to discredit the person concerned, Kim Jung-hwan.

"Looks like it's pretty good. ”

Jiang Suhe turned off the TV, and then he was busy.