"You are very confident in your own ability, and you have used some means to make those old people dependent on you, and you are willing to leave your inheritance, which has made you rich today."

An inheritance is more than just an accumulation of wealth.

And self-confidence.

So you believe you have the ability to do that perfectly, but in the end you miscalculated, and even though the law didn't set the age gap between the adopter and the adoptee too much, you still didn't succeed in adopting the child because ...... Your child won't want to go with you. ”

A lot of things are buried in the years.

If no one digs it, those things will rot forever.

There is too much backlog of cases, and the executive will be numb.

Too many people die, and the world will be numb.

"That child grew up in a welfare home, left when he became an adult, and committed suicide by jumping off a building not long after, Ms. Yang, this tragedy was caused by you, have you ever had any remorse?"

"Chief Lu, please stop slandering."

Yang Yuhua used the word slander, and his tone became less kind than before.

"Ms. Yang, the Executive Board is a good place, there are many people, and you can protect the safety of one person, but your villa is not very safe."

"Chief Lu, what do you mean by that?"

Lu Wen raised his head, put his hands behind his back, and took a few steps casually.

I took a general look at the whole villa.

"There are several surveillance, but there are still blind spots, and for people with strong computing power and who know everything about surveillance, it is easy to enter your home through these surveillance blind spots and kill you." He said lightly.

"Mr. Lu, are you threatening me? I can record it, inform the media, I know you're running for parliament right now. ”

"No, it's not a threat, it's a statement."

Lu Wen stood not far from Yang Yuhua.

He spread his fingers and slowly projected one picture after another.

Those are the scene of the crime, the tragic situation of the first few deceased.

HD, no code.

Yang Yuhua didn't know why, this middle-aged woman had lived for so long, and she had never seen the real murder scene.

"The first two deceased, the first had thirteen stab wounds on his body, and the second had fifteen wounds on his body, but none of them were fatal, bleeding to death, Ms. Yang, do you know that feeling? The life in your body is slowly passing away, and the intense pain in your body keeps you awake all the time. ”

Lu Wen smiled very warmly, and his voice was very slow.

Yang Yuhua's face turned pale, but he still pretended to be calm and didn't show anything.

"The third deceased died quite miserably, when the body was found, the skin all over his body was already festering, but when he was found, he had just died, Ms. Yang, do you know what the reason is?"

Lu Wen looked at her with a smile.

"It was a very painful way to die, the body was injected with various drugs, a living person, became the carrier of the test medicine, and the last one was injected with Botox, which sounds familiar, right? Botox is what you usually use for beauty. ”

Difficulty breathing, paralysis of muscles, abdominal cramps, these are all symptoms of botulinum toxin poisoning.

"The fourth deceased suffered from hallucinogenic drugs for half a year, and every day he saw those who had died because of him coming back to him, and the fifth deceased ...... I'll show you a video. ”

"The person hanging on the video is your former patient, Wang Kou."

A poignant cry for help came from the video.

That scarlet human purgatory is chilling to watch.

Yang Yuhua took two steps back, fine sweat oozing from her pale forehead, she leaned against the low wall, and did not continue to retreat.

"The unknown murderer who is wandering outside now, his heart has been filled with hatred, although we don't know who he is, but I can be sure that he will use the most extreme way to get revenge on the people involved in that case."

"Everyone will suffer great torture before they die, and the culprit ...... the culprit"

Lu Wen put away the video.

The terrible cry came to an abrupt end.

"Ms. Yang, do you know how I thought of you?"

"No, it's not me!"

Yang Yuhua was still shaking his head and denying it.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.

After all, she has been a psychological counselor for so many years, and she is forcibly calming down.

"Ms. Yang, I noticed that you have tissues in your pockets, but you wipe your sweat with your sleeves, you won't be like this when you're calm on weekdays, you are very anxious, panicked, and messed up now."

Lu Wen also retreated to the side of the low wall.

It's almost noon, and the sun is blazing.

Those bright flowers raise their delicate heads to welcome the baptism of midsummer.

"If this matter really has nothing to do with you, you won't be so flustered, and you won't have to worry about what kind of torture the upcoming murderer will do to you, I ask you again, do you know how I thought of you?"

"You...... How did you come up with me? ”

Lu Wen smiled faintly and took the bait.

"If the case had been closed twelve years ago, then the murderer outside, who is what people on the Internet call the 'wandering poet', would definitely have disclosed the case."

An unjust case 12 years ago will bring public opinion to another peak.

The anger in the murderer's heart would surely have made him do so.

Damn anyone will die.

Those who don't deserve to die should also be tortured inside.

The executive who handled the case at the beginning will know that he has arrested the wrong person, and the judge at the beginning will know that he has made the wrong sentence.

This torture will stay with them for the rest of their lives.

"But now, more than ten hours have passed since Wang Kou's death, and the murderer has not disclosed the case, Ms. Yang, I think you know the reason."

One person missing.

After that person died, all the damned people died.

"I really don't have evidence, the insiders of the year are dead, as you said, all my judgments are just speculation, if I really want to show evidence, I can only turn around and leave."

Lu Wen sat on the low wall.

The low and undulating courtyard walls have been artistically treated, and there is no protective effect at all.

It's just pretty.

Few people would have thought that in such a high-end villa community, there would be murderers who would dare to risk being discovered by surveillance and come in to kill people.

Lu Wen didn't say anything after he finished speaking.

The midday sun shines overhead.

This city has a lot of rain and is always cloudy, and for some reason, it has been sunny and sunny for two days in a row, and maybe you can see the crimson sunset this evening.

Flowers and plants stretch their branches and leaves.

Be quiet.

You can hear the cries of birds in the woods.

The light shines through the branches and leaves, turning into small golden dots that dance gently on the ground.

From beginning to end, Wei Boan did not speak.

There is no need for him to speak, everything is already predestined.

He had been sitting on the low wall, looking into the distance.

It seems to be enjoying this rare comfort.

There is a floral scent in the summer breeze.

There is also a wisp of the smell of lunch.

Yang Yuhua leaned against the low wall on the other side, her face kept changing, and more and more sweat dripped from her forehead, maybe it was heat or something else.

It seems like a long time has passed.

It's been so long that even Lu Wen is relaxing his mind and enjoying this tranquility.

Until a swimming fish jumps out of the lake.

The shattered calm made the blurred world around it clear.

"I'll go with you."

Yang Yuhua raised his head and looked at the two of them, his face full of bitterness.

……

……

Outside the villa complex.

An innumerable number of Executive Board vehicles have already encircled the neighborhood.

Many people who eat melons don't know why.

But some news outlets have heard about it.

Thinking of the recent series of events in the 10th arrondissement, those media reporters are a little excited.

As soon as Yang Yuhua was taken out of the gate of the community by the two, the lights on the scene began to flicker non-stop.

Somewhat glaring.

"Mr. Lu Wen, can I interview you?"

"Can't ......"

I don't have to ask.

This kind of is very unqualified.

Don't ask, you have to be thick-skinned, go up directly and say I'm going to interview you.

Either you get thrown out or you get first-hand information.

To be a journalist is to be ruthless.

The figures of Lu Wen and Wei Boan have been recorded by countless news media.

Later, Yang Yuhua's information was also picked up and spread on the Internet.

Wei Boan sat in the co-pilot, buckled his seatbelt, and said, "What are you going to do next?" This case, which spanned 12 years, is closed. ”

"Take the initiative to disclose the case back then, don't wait for the murderer to break out, it's better to be actively scolded than passively scolded." Lu Wen said.

"Okay, I'll tell the people over there to hold another meeting in the afternoon."

It didn't take long.

The official accounts of the Executive Directorate of Region X in various media outlets began to speak out, revealing a case from 12 years ago from beginning to end.

The veteran executive officer who was in charge of the case at the time, as well as the judge who pronounced the verdict, also attached their own apologies.

The Executive Directorate collected apologies from all those involved and put them at the top of all social media platforms.

The truth is revealed.

The belated apology also waited.

Maybe that's what the murderer wants.

Although the family of three could no longer hear the sound of apology.

"There are a lot fewer people who scold, and more people who encourage."

Wei Bo'an looked at the comments under the Executive Directorate account and smiled with satisfaction.

"Have a meal and drink some wine together at noon?"

"Don't you have a press conference in the afternoon?"

"It doesn't matter!"

Yang Yuhua was protected by everyone in the Executive Board.

The secret murderer seems to have disappeared.

The 10th arrondissement ushered in a rare calm.

All the executives breathed a sigh of relief, and after more than a week, they could finally take a break.

The next step is simpler.

Custody, trial, appeal, hearing......

Eat at noon.

Street Restaurant.

Wei Bo'an took out another bottle of good wine that had been treasured for many years, and there was still some yellow mud on the mouth of the bottle that had not been wiped clean.

The two sat opposite each other.

There was only one plate of peanuts on the table.

Other dishes are still being prepared.

"Add another pair of chopsticks!"

Xia Chuluo walked into the hotel and sat next to Lu Wen.

"What are you doing here?"

"Hungry, eat."

"From the thirteenth district to the tenth district, even if there is no traffic jam, it will take more than an hour, and I will come over to eat?"

"Art Exhibition ......"

Lu Wen slapped his head and forgot about it.

Androids also forget?

In the emotional chip, those false memories of his previous life still have a great impact on him, making him think about things from a human perspective many times.

"Miss Xia, are you drinking?" Wei Bo'an smiled and raised the bottle in his hand.

"Drink."

One bottle of wine, divided for three people.

In order to keep these two guys energetic in the afternoon, Lu Wen drank as much as he could, and he wouldn't get drunk anyway.

The afternoon sun was pleasant.

The exhibition came as scheduled.

Come and go, either as a decent collector or as an artist in fashion.

Lu Wen pushed the wheelchair.

Xia Chuluo walked beside him.

In the wheelchair is a white-haired girl, very beautiful, the sun is on her hair, rendering a layer of light gold, like an angel who has fallen into the world.

"What about Jing Le? Won't he come? The girl in the wheelchair asked.

Jing Le, that is the real name of the little painter.

"He ......"

Lu Wen hesitated for a moment.

He turned his head to look at Xia Chuluo, who was looking elsewhere.

"He said he was better suited to wandering, maybe in another city now."

"Oh......"

……

Good night, book friends!