Li Yi read out the testimony that Feng Yuan gave him, and the courtroom was silent. He was surprised by the source of this testimony, and he saw the name of the testimony on a blank piece of paper, which turned out to be Su Yushu.

Li Yi had to change his opinion of Feng Yuan, and he was able to find a way to get Su Yushu's testimony, and there were really two hits. Su Yushu's testimony came from inside the Santa Prison, and with this, it was possible to corroborate the testimony of the locust before his death.

"Su Yushu?" Sally turned pale at the unfamiliar name, incredulous as to what had happened.

Feng Yuan's body wounds were wounded on top of each other, although before the fire raged, Feng Yuan realized that the bookcases in the entire room were lined with asbestos and saltpeter.

There were four people, including him, who had finally survived, but it would be a pity to give up the chance to find a clue. For this purpose, Feng Yuan turned back at that time.

If the room is remodeled, the information in the manual cabinet is just a cover-up. Feng Yuan immediately realized that this was a trap, and it was unlikely that the crucial evidence was hidden in the room. But now if you want to find it again, you have to risk your life.

Feng Yuan didn't have time to think about whether the relationship was worth it or not, but he knew that if Li Yi was on the scene, he should be able to find out the clues faster than himself.

The moment he gritted his teeth and brushpeter, and the ignition was completely ignited, he understood where these crucial pieces of evidence were hidden by this cunning old fox.

Obvious but never noticeable.

It's like a corner that you won't notice when you enter the door, and a corner that is hard to reach when you clean the room. Just because this room is too straightforward and "spacious", it is easy to overlook.

When Feng Yuan found the evidence, the fire in the house was already unstoppable. He lightly pushed a wire from the handle of the main door, and there was really a cat in the lock cylinder.

is worthy of an old policeman who has been picking up for many years, hiding a thin piece of letter paper in the door lock, which is the last evidence left for Feng Yuan.

"Wonderful." Sally applauded, although her face was pale, but after listening to Feng Yuan's statement, she could only sigh. "I see, so you found the evidence."

Feng Yuan didn't answer, because he knew that the rest should be handed over to the verdict. He walked over to Sally.

"You've lost." Feng Yuan said.

Sally put down her hand, revealing a dejected expression, waiting for her was the verdict, but at this moment, she couldn't even brew the mood of discouragement.

There was neither frustration nor frustration.

Maybe she also knew that one day she would be waiting for her like this, but unexpectedly, she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Sally looked at Feng Yuan. There was hardly any intact place on Feng Yuan's body, Feng Yuan did win, but he himself lost half his life.

Sally smiled and didn't say anything more, just waiting for the verdict.

The verdict did not take effect, but Sally's age was taken as new evidence and pushed to a higher trial court.

Although Feng Yuan tried to hold on until the verdict was handed down, it seemed that his body could no longer bear it. He trembled and stretched out his hand, gave him a thumbs up, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Faintly, a cry sounded in the ears of Feng Yuan, who was unconscious, it sounded like a singing voice, accompanied by a long rhythm, he seemed to hear Li Yi's anxious shouts and Ah Qi's cries.

The arguments between the two parties and the noisy voices became the last voices Feng Yuan heard, and the crying Ah Qi recounted over and over why Feng Yuan was injured, and the final trial gradually came to an end in this noisy riot.

Feng Yuan's vision gradually blurred, and it became a ball of paste.

A beam of light entered the gloomy room, the iron door opened, and several figures with their backs to the light entered the room, through the long corridor, to a guard's room.

The guard room is separated by iron rods and iron doors, and there is almost no sunlight in normal times, and it looks very gray. Dust drifted through the air, and a thick moisture enveloped the entire cage.

Jin Shuo sat in the third cell next to the door, his legs curled, his hands on his legs, his prison uniform was stained with blood and dust, and he looked like he had honestly suffered a lot.

Jin Shuo's cheeks were dry and thin, his cheeks were covered with crumbs, and the color of his skin had turned yellow. Jin Shuo stretched out his hand, rubbed the thick stubble on his chin, and pinched the skin and bones on the back of his hand, letting out a cold laugh.

The moment the sun shone in, his eyes were fixed on the door, and his cold and glowing eyes were firmly fixed on the doorway, and from the moment the dashing and heroic woman entered the cell, she remained motionless, like a hungry rat, the eyes of a prey.

The woman who walked briskly was none other than Qiqi. She twisted her steps through the third cell, not even looking at Jin Shuo, but coldly went to the deepest cell.

Qiqi was followed by two prison guards, with heavy weapons in their hands and thick bulletproof vests on their bodies, and they followed closely behind Qiqi without leaving an inch.

I only heard a bang, and Qiqi had already arrived at the door of the last cell, stretched out his snow-white wrist, and smashed the sound in the cell.

The voice came from the deepest and darkest corners, echoing throughout the detention center.

"Sally." Qiqi opened his mouth. "Come out."

Sally, who was called out by Qiqi, lowered her head, didn't say a word, and followed the three of them closely, neither complaining nor questioning. Two tall prison guards behind Qiqi grabbed the emaciated Sally and pushed her out of the cell.

At this time, Qiqi walked at the back, she glanced at Jin Shuo, and was about to leave.

“…… Wait a minute. Jin Shuo, who had been staring from beginning to end, finally spoke, and his gloomy gaze was close to Qiqi. Don't you have anything to tell me? ”

Qiqi was silent for a long time, shook his hair, and let the two prison guards leave first.

"Look at Sally, she's only talking for an hour."

After the two prison guards left, Qiqi squatted in front of Jin Shuo, his expression was blue and there was no color.

"What do you want to tell me, Jin Shuo."

Jin Shuo's voice sounded much lower than before, he snorted, pinched the cursed words in his mouth, and after chewing, the blood vessels in the corners of his eyes almost swelled.

"Xiao Yu'er, you promised me that I would see her for the last time!" Jin Shuo grabbed the two steel bars and stood with his legs erect, judging by his roaring voice, this request had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

"I told you, Jin Shuo, we'll allow you to meet Miss Yu — if she agrees." Qiqi's voice was lukewarm, and the silver-white light in his pupils was-for-tat with Jin Shuo, and he couldn't see the slightest fear.

After listening to Qiqi's explanation, Jin Shuo looked even more manic, his hands tightly grasped the railing, and he swung with the help of his body's strength, and the entire cell trembled under his shaking and shook off the dust on the ground.

"What do you mean? You want to say little fish her, she ......"

Jin Shuo couldn't say some words, gritted his teeth, and shook the iron bar in front of the cell door vigorously.

"Miss Yu, she doesn't want to see you." Qiqi easily said the words that Jin Shuo couldn't say when he died, and shook his head lightly.

Jin Shuo was silent for a moment, let go of his hands, and sat down on the ground.

"Let me out." He bowed his head. "Please, no matter what......"

"Get out? What are you going out for? Do you want to go out to see her? Qiqi asked.

Do you still need to ask? Jin Shuo felt that this was not a question at all, and he trembled with anger, and he didn't even want to answer at all. Muttering "You don't have the right to do this anyway" and shrank back into the corner, silent.

Jin Shuo felt that when it had been long enough, if he raised his head again, the female policeman of this prisoner should have disappeared consciously. However, when he looked up, he found Qiqi still sitting in place.

"Hey, what the hell are you ......" Jin Shuo was about to have a seizure, but found that Qiqi's eyes had already glanced into the distance, as if he was looking at a person who did not exist here, and his mouth kept chattering.

“…… Miss Yu left after taking the notes, and now she has probably returned to China. ”

Jin Shuo didn't say a word, listening to Qiqi's broken speech, and the waves in his heart gradually stabilized. It's not that he can't accept Yu Yu's departure, maybe he should have realized it on the day he finished the operation.

"That'...... Did she say anything before she left? However, Jin Shuo still couldn't give up, and still asked.

Qiqi's expression of "why are you still not giving up" was really helpless against Jin Shuo's persistence, she shook her head, and could only look at Jin Shuo and sigh.

She didn't say anything...... Well, if you have to. Qiqi thought about it, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Yu Yu did pull Qiqi to ask for a sentence before leaving the police station.

"What?" Jin Shuo was very excited.

"Let's take good care of Feng Yuan." Qiqi said. "The rest, it's really nothing."

Yu Yu didn't mention Jin Shuo a word. Qiqi remembers very well that when he first asked Yu Yu to see Jin Shuo again, Yu Yu's cold expression could be called shuddering.

Listening to Qiqi's words, Jin Shuo could only laugh dejectedly, it seemed that he was indeed self-inflicted.

"Speaking of Feng Yuan." Jin Shuo asked suddenly. "I heard you've closed the case, how is that kid?"

Although he was personally arrested by Feng Yuan and returned to the detention center to await trial, waiting for extradition back to China, Jin Shuo only felt strange, not only did he not hate Feng Yuan at all, but he had a little more respect and friendship.

However, as soon as Feng Yuan was mentioned, Qiqi's eyes dimmed.

He ...... "Qiqi can't mention Feng Yuan now, she feels that as soon as she talks about this stupid thing, she won't be angry, but it's impossible to say that she won't mention it."

Jin Shuo's concern is always serious.

"The situation is not optimistic. He ......" Qiqi sighed and explained Feng Yuan's physical condition roughly, and Jin Shuo's face changed again.

The whole case started because of him, and it is impossible to say that there is no guilt. Feng Yuan can only lie on the hospital bed now, he can't even get off the ground, half of the burned left eye is wasted, and the arm and waist of the entire left half of his body are burned in the eye, and it is unlikely that he will recover.

For a police officer, such a legacy of pain is not a trivial matter.

The two chatted without saying a word, and it wasn't until later in the day that Qiqi left.

The fog grew thicker, and at night, the temperature of the detention center cooled. Jin Shuo shrunk into a ball, and only time with Yu Yu was left in his mind.