A few days later, the doctor successfully performed a kidney transplant for Tian Rui. When Tian Jiaxuan learned that his sister was finally out of danger, he couldn't help but shed tears of relief while lying on the hospital bed, glad that he had made the right choice.

In fact, for so many years, no matter where he is, he has always been very concerned about his family. Even though he knew that it was impossible for him to live with his kind family after all the bad things he had been through, he still wanted to find them, even if it was just to look at them from afar and make sure that they were doing well.

In fact, it's just like Gu Song said. In the past ten years, his memories of his family have become very blurred. He couldn't remember the names of his family or what they looked like, but relying on that little clue, he ran to almost all the pet stores in R City, but in the end he still found nothing.

He never dreamed that the last person he hurt would be the family member he had been looking for for so many years and had been longing to see again. He was very glad that he didn't kill Tian Rui directly at that time, but left time for the police to rescue, otherwise he would definitely regret it and even his intestines would be green.

He had been on the run for so many years, so many years in hiding, wandering like a ghost in the darkest corners of the city. Now, in order to save his sister's life, he finally fell into the hands of the police. He believed that this was his fate, and accepted such an arrangement from God.

What awaits him will be the severe punishment of the law, and his nineteen-year-old life has come to an end.

If there is an afterlife, he hopes that he can still be their family. Only this time, he didn't want to be sold by traffickers again. He wants to be a good child, grow up ordinary and happy, and always be by his family's side......

Late that night, Tian Jiaxuan committed suicide in the hospital room. He shattered the glass he was drinking from and slit his own throat with a glass shard. By the time the police guarding the door noticed the anomaly, half of his hospital bed had been stained red with blood.

For so many years, his best way to kill people was to cut his throat, but he didn't expect that in the end, he chose to end his life at the age of nineteen in this way. It's kind of ironic to think about.

Police found a long letter under his pillow. This letter was written by him to Gu Song before committing suicide, and it explained almost everything the police wanted to know.

When he got this letter, Gu Song's heart was extremely heavy. He vaguely expected such an ending, but he could not prevent this tragedy from happening. He still has a lot to say to Tian Jiaxuan, but now he has no chance. It can be seen from Tian Jiaxuan's neat and upright handwriting that although this child has not received a formal education, he must have studied hard in private.

In terms of Tian Jiaxuan's intelligence level, if he could go to school like a normal child, maybe he would be a student at Tsinghua University or Peking University by now. It is a pity that he used the wisdom given to him by God to commit a crime, which is really regrettable.

There are many contents of the letter, presumably Tian Jiaxuan must have racked his brains to write for hours. Gu Song read the letter word for word from beginning to end. After reading it, he understood the reason why Tian Jiaxuan wanted to be arrested by himself. From his point of view, that should be regarded as a kind of compensation. But it's not to compensate for yourself, but to the man who looks like you.

Here's what the letter is about.

Officer Gu, when you read this letter, I should have died. I'm sorry for the fooling and deception I have been making to you. I have to admit that you are indeed a very good policeman, and I think I am probably not unconvinced by being able to plant it in your hands.

That day in the parking lot, I promised you that when it was all over, I would tell you everything you wanted to know.

I'm guessing you have a lot of questions in mind. You can't wait to know the answers to those burglaries many years ago, the arson and burning of corpses five years ago, the three recent homicides in R City, and some things about Wei Chiliang, right? But don't worry, my story is very long, you can listen patiently, I will start with the summer of 2001.

In the summer when I was four years old, I was kidnapped by a big brother at the entrance of the kindergarten and sold to a man who had been released from prison several times. Since then, my fate has changed dramatically.

The man who bought me was Hu Guang, who had big shoulders and a round waist, five big and three thick, and was a thief and robber with a bad record. He had a nickname called Tiger, and he asked me to call him Daddy, while I used to call him Master.

When I was first sold to a tiger as a son, I was so scared that I clamored to see my family every day. Tiger is not a very good temper, as long as I cry, he will beat me hard, so in the first period, my body was scarred every day. Over time, I gradually learned to be obedient. I knew I was too young to go anywhere, so I had to follow the tiger obediently.

I rarely get a chance to go out and spend most of my time locked in my room by a tiger. I don't know what tigers do outside every day, but it shouldn't be a good thing to think about it.

After about half a year, Tiger began to teach me all kinds of pickpocketing techniques and told me that from now on, everything he taught me was a skill that I would use to make a living in the future. I don't know if I'm particularly talented in this area, but what Tiger taught me, I learned as soon as I learned, and sometimes even better than him.

I could tell that Tiger was shocked by my ability to learn and comprehend, and often praised me as a "criminal genius". At that time, I didn't understand what the word meant, and I thought it was a compliment. It was because of my excellent performance that the tiger's attitude towards me was much better than before. As long as I didn't cry or make a fuss, he would buy me snacks and toys and occasionally take me outside for a walk.

In 2005, Tiger conspired with an old friend of his to commit a burglary so that he could get a little more money to spend at once. Tiger asked me to do them a favor by tricking open the door of a big sister's house in the middle of the night when the rain was raging. It was my first time in committing a crime, and although I was a little nervous, I did my job brilliantly.

The first time I saw a tiger killing in front of me, I didn't feel that scared. At that time, I was observant of everything the tiger did at the scene of the crime, thinking that it was something I needed to master.

Perhaps it was that crime that tasted the sweetness, and since then, Tiger and his friend have been like addictions, and they have been planning burglaries again and again. Of course, in all cases, they will give me the opportunity to play and let me trick the residents into opening the doors in different ways.

Tiger's friend is called Bobcat, and he is a shrewd and cunning man. He has many channels for obtaining information and selling stolen goods, and he has always been actively "looking for work" outside, and once he finds a suitable target, he begins to make plans with Tiger.

In the spring of 2011, we moved to R City, Sichuan Province. The tiger and the others set their sights on an old lady who had antiques hidden in her house and asked me to trick the vigilant and stubborn old lady into opening the door. I pretended to be a middle school student, pretended to do a questionnaire, and easily entered her house.

On that occasion, our harvest was great, and a piece of porcelain sold for 1.5 million on the black market. But when it came time to divide the spoils, the tiger and the lynx had a disagreement for the first time. At that time, I gave the tiger an idea, let him ostensibly follow the lynx, how to divide it, wait until the dead of night, kill the lynx while he was asleep, and then take all the money and fly away.

The tiger listened to me, and sure enough, in the middle of the night, he attacked the bobcat. But he didn't expect it, in fact, I just wanted to borrow his hand to kill the lynx first, and then kill him before he was ready.

To be honest, I'm long tired of these two people at my mercy. Especially the tiger, although I call him a master on the surface, but deep down, I already hate him. If he hadn't forcibly instilled these criminal skills in me from a very young age and turned me into a complete criminal, my life might have been different.

I know I've done so many wrong things, and my terrible personality has long been ingrained, and it's hard to change. But I don't want to live with these two damn outlaws all the time, and I don't want to be used by them all the time. While the tiger was crouching on the ground to clean up, I slit his throat from behind, just as he had killed a bobcat, and instantly sent him to Hades.

Afterwards, I followed the example of the tiger, carefully cleaned up the crime scene, erased all traces of my existence, and finally set fire to the house.

I think there is almost no one who knows my identity. I was originally a child that Tiger bought from human traffickers, and I didn't even have a hukou. In addition, the tiger usually deliberately hides my existence, and the two of them are dead, who can suspect me? In addition, the police probably wouldn't have thought that a small child would have the ability to kill these two murderous and cunning adults.

After the police investigated the scene of the crime and ascertained the identities of those two people, they would definitely feel that this was a criminal gang that had a phenomenon of black eating black. Their investigation should focus on adults who have crossed paths with tigers and bobcats, and will first look for those who have criminal records and served sentences with them.

I didn't qualify for what the police were looking for. So, I believe that I will not be caught by the police.