Fu Wenbin hung up the phone, walked to the desk with a shaky figure, poofed, and sat on the solid wood seat with a wooden expression.

"Click! Crash! ”

Fu Wenbin took out the key from his waist, screwed it on the lock, and directly pulled open the drawer, there were not many things inside, just a kraft paper file bag, sealed with beeswax.

Fu Wenbin slowly took out the file bag, tore open the beeswax, and took out six or seven sheets of 16-open A4 paper, as well as an envelope.

"Smack!"

He put the envelope upright on the table, then stood up again, walked to the bookshelf, looked at it a few times, took out a brand-new, Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale, touched it carefully, and tears slowly flowed from his eyes.

Fu Wenbin wiped his tears, as if he was afraid that the tears would drop on the book and get dirty, opened the page of the bookmark, overlapped the A4 paper, sandwiched it in the book, and put it back on the bookshelf.

These chapters record that over the years, he has collected money for Ma Wanli, done things, and the inside story of all dirty transactions, there is evidence, and even the confessions of each party have their own signatures.

Fu Wenbin prepared these things, not for himself, and prayed in his heart that these things would be best kept in the file bag forever and never taken out!!

Because the moment you take out this thing, you must have no way back, and this thing is a zuihou guarantee for your wife and daughter.

He didn't threaten Ma Wanli with this thing, if he did that, Ma Wanli's dog jumped off the wall in a hurry, it would be a disaster for his wife and children, but if Ma Wanli didn't fulfill his promise, his wife and daughter would know what to do if they inadvertently turned over this thing.

But he no longer knew that Ma Wanli had fulfilled his promise, and his seven-year-old daughter, since this day, has never read Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, because she has lost her father, and she has no childhood......

"Smack!!"

Fu Wenbin, who had done everything, lit a cigarette with trembling arms, closed his eyes, tilted his head, and sat on a solid wooden chair smoking a cigarette.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of smoke......

I don't know how long it took, the open flame of the cigarette butt burned the cotton of the cigarette holder, and a pungent smell came out.

"Smack!"

With his right hand, he stretched out his right hand, opened the holster at his waist, and pulled out the black pistol.

"Whoa!"

The bolt of the gun was flicked, the bullet was loaded, and with a snap, the thumb snapped open the safety.

"Hyper!!!

Five seconds later, a gunshot rang out from the study.

"Smack!!" The chopsticks in Wang Mumu's hand fell, Lao Qiu and Bobo were stunned, a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths, paused, and continued to eat the food on the table.

Swish!

Guan Yu and I raised our heads suddenly, our bodies involuntarily stirred up, our eyes were red, and we stared at the door of the study, but no one got up.

"Bang Dang!!"

The bedroom door opened, Fu Wenbin's wife, as if she had lost her soul, walked out, the slippers on her feet were worn backwards, Mu Ne's eyes slowly flowed with tears, no screaming, no mournful crying, just calmly kept saying: "My child is still young, my child is still young......!"

I looked at her, stood up, walked to the door of the bedroom, looked inside, stood by the bed, a seven-year-old girl with a toy in her hand, looked at me with innocent and frightened eyes, and for a moment my heart was like a knife......

"Bang dang!"

I slowly closed the door again.

……

An hour later, the members of the provincial department's special case team carried Fu Wenbin, who had died in the study, away with a white cloth.

On Fu Wenbin's desk, an envelope was found, and in the envelope was a suicide note, which recorded the beginning and end of the case, there was no accident, no one was involved in this suicide note, everything Fu Wenbin was lazy with himself.

Lao Qiu and Bobo were escorted away by the armed police, and Wang Mumu and I were still in Guan Yu, and before they were taken away by the police, they secretly handed a copy of the video of Chi Liang's murder to a reporter from the TV station, and then they were separated and taken into a police car.

When I got into the car, I had a lot of thoughts, and my heart felt as if I was being pressed by a huge stone, as if I couldn't breathe, and I felt so stuffy that I was about to suffocate.

I will never forget when four policemen walked out of the study carrying Fu Wenbin, who was covered with a white cloth, and a police officer accidentally stepped on the white cloth with his foot, revealing his head covered in blood, with wide-eyed eyes and bulging pupils. The seven-year-old girl, holding her mother's hand, threw down the toy in her hand, and shouted in amazement: "Dad! ”

The immature voice kept hovering in my ears, and the young body, watching his father being carried away, motionless, pursed his mouth, and kept asking: "Mom, what's wrong with Dad......?"

I feel very uncomfortable, very aggrieved, and want to fuck scream, but not at Fu Wenbin, I don't feel any JB guilt for him, in other words, he should be damned!!

He is more hateful than Chi Liang, more hateful than Lao Qiu, and more hateful than Zhan Li, who is bent on killing Mu Mu, because of his greed and his desire to climb up, how many people have been involved, and how many people have died.

The only thing I feel guilty and regret is that we shouldn't be at home and persecute Fu Wenbin, because I can't stand that little girl's gaze and innocent expression, which makes people pity and worry......

So far, every year, there will be three men, every New Year's holiday, will carry things, to visit the little girl, and more or less will leave some money as the girl's school tuition and living expenses.

And her mother has never complained, and she has never refused, as for Fu Wenbin, it seems that everyone has forgotten, and no one mentions him......

……

In the interrogation room, Director Li was smoking a cigarette, sitting alone on a stool, looking at Guan Yu, who was bowing his head and not saying a word, and asked, "Weishenme will carry it with him and attack the crossbow?" You don't know, this is a controlled device? ”

"Yes!" Guan Yu replied succinctly.

"Then weishenme still bring!"

"I want to defend myself!"

"You think he posed a threat to your life when you killed Zhanli??" Director Li asked.

"Yes!" Guan Yu nodded.

Director Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Guan Yu, was silent for a long time, stood up, and said as if talking to himself: "At that time, it seems that the target of his attack was not you?" ”

"Report!! I am a fugitive at the same time, I am also a people's policeman!! I think I have the right to shoot the suspect when people's lives are threatened!! As for whether qualitative defense is excessive or justified defense, that's an organizational matter! I'm done talking! Guan Yu stood up suddenly, without squinting, and said in a lofty manner.

Director Li put his hands behind his back, nodded, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

And Wang Mumu and I were very relaxed, the police asked a few words and left directly, Wang Mumu didn't know how to pick the time at all, stupid BB asked the police, when will the Land Rover come back......

The nature of Mu Mu's case and I is very clear, as long as the political wind changes, there is no problem at all when we go home, and we have not broken the law ourselves, everything we do is a normal human reaction.

I lay on the bench, thinking back to what I had experienced in the past few days, the corners of my mouth raised a trace of helplessness, and I said abruptly: "Mumu, you said that if you have a choice, will you take the civil service exam or mix with society??" ”

"Then you don't need to ask, of course it's fucking mixed society, you don't care whether you stab each other to death on the street, or drag them out to find a pit to die, at least you know how to die......!" Wang Mumu stared at him, spit out smoke rings, lay on another chair, and said slowly.