Dense bloodshot swam around the girl. The horror was surging, this scene seemed familiar, and the black charcoal ghost used to be the same - but the resentment of the girl standing here was even deeper.

"Shouldn't you stop me, as a ghost?"

Her bloodshot eyes stared at Lu Li, and she seemed to hate everything in this world—including Lu Li in front of her.

To put it another way: she is looking for a reason to do the right thing for Lu Li.

A poor girl. Even if they are bullied to death and turn into a resentful spirit that can do whatever they want...... She is still trying to hold on to some of her creeds.

Yang Chunxue sensed the hostility surging in the air, puffed up her breath like a cat's fried hair, and prepared to make a move.

"You're right, I'm a ghost, and I can't ignore it." Lu Li nodded calmly, and suddenly turned his head to Yang Chunxue, who was like a great enemy, and said, "If the underworld sends someone to inquire in the future, remember to testify for me." I tried my best to stop her, but because of the short time I had been on the job, I couldn't afford to watch her leave. ”

In just a few seconds, Lu Li set the beginning and the end.

"Huh?" Yang Chunxue's breath stagnated.

Lu Li said to the girl, "She agreed." ”

"Are you sympathetic to me?" The girl's unstable aura continued to climb. Bloodshot turned into a curtain of rain and flashed around her.

"If you need sympathy, then I'm sympathetic. If you think compassion is unbearable for you, then I'm not sympathizing. Lu Li replied.

“…… You're a smart and good guy. The girl's beautiful cheeks gradually softened, and her breath was no longer aimed at Lu Li. But why didn't I meet you earlier? ”

"It's not too late." Lu Li kicked lightly under his feet, and the boss's chair turned his back to the girl. His eyes closed and he whispered.

"Go ahead, before I even react."

Shen Jingjing looked deeply at Lu Li's back and turned to leave.

The terrifying aura gradually moved away from the detective agency.

After more than ten seconds, Lu Li, who couldn't perceive the lack of ** qi, opened his eyes.

"Boss, are you distressed?" Yang Chunxue's tone was a little complicated. In other words, she would definitely taunt her, but Shen Jingjing's tragic experience made her unable to speak out against her.

"No one can remain indifferent to this story." Lu Li slowly turned back, his unfocused gaze sweeping over the dimly lit detective agency.

"But we just let her go?"

"I think I just answered that question."

Yang Chunxue waved her hand anxiously: "I mean...... What if some black and white impermanence bull-headed horse-faced judge Hades comes to you for questioning? ”

"What can they say?" Lu Li was not afraid: "What I did was indeed not a good thing, but it was not bad either. ”

"Aren't you afraid that she will kill innocents indiscriminately?"

"If she would kill innocents, I'd be a ghost by now, and you might be overtaken or scattered."

"But that will be counted on you, that is...... That word is often referred to in Buddhism as ......"

"Cause and effect."

"That's right! This cause and effect may be counted on you! ”

Lu Li didn't speak, just silently raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Chunxue.

The pair of black eyes that rarely fluctuated were as calm as ever, and Yang Chunxue understood what Lu Li meant at this moment.

He doesn't care.

Yang Chunxue was speechless for a while.

But she always felt that something was wrong, and after meditating for a while, she suddenly realized what the problem was: "Shen Jingjing was killed by those netizens, but in fact, they don't need to bear any punishment." ”

There is an idiom called "not to blame the public".

Lu Li shook his head lightly: "The logic is right, but the core is wrong." If you want to die alone, the most direct and effortless way is to kill him with a knife. The most tedious and complicated way is to investigate the character of the person and destroy him in a gentle way. For example, he used rumors to break up his family, lose his job, make him suffer from mental illness, and finally committed suicide because he couldn't bear it. ”

"The former is homicide, and the latter is merely slander, or insignificant moral criticism. But do you think there's any difference between the two? ”

Yang Chunxue was silent. The same killing, and the latter is more vicious, more capable of destroying a person – but at a fraction of the cost.

Lu Li continued: "The law is the last resort to persuade people, and it is also the bottom line of morality. If someone does something immoral – believe me, the reason he didn't touch that line is simply because he can't afford to break the law. ”

"Because of the anonymity of the internet, we can vent our dark side here without impunity, and before we know it, we can become a part of the bullying without any consequences. So I'm glad that there's an executioner in a lawless land. ”

"I can't imagine that our Lu Li boss still has such lofty ideals?" Yang Chunxue shook her head slightly, this kind of fairy-tale naïve idea was no longer there since she was in elementary school. "Wake up, children know that this kind of thing can't be managed."

Lu Li didn't answer her directly, but instead said, "I also have a story to tell." ”

Without waiting for Yang Chunxue to respond next, he spoke slowly.

One morning after the storm, a man came to the beach for a walk. As he walked along the coast, he noticed that in the shallow puddles of the beach, there were many small fish that had been swept ashore by the previous night's storm.

They are trapped in shallow puddles and cannot return to the sea, although they are close at hand. There may be hundreds, even thousands, of small fish that are trapped.

It won't be long before the water in the shallow puddle will be sucked dry by the sand grains, steamed dry by the sun, and the little fish will dry up.

The man continued to walk forward. Suddenly he saw a little boy in front of him, walking very slowly, and bending down beside every puddle—he was picking up the little fish in the puddle and throwing them back into the sea with all his might.

The man stopped and looked at the little boy as he saved the lives of the little fish.

Finally, the man couldn't help but walk over: "Child, there are hundreds of thousands of small fish in this puddle, and you can't save them." ”

"I know." The little boy replied without raising his head.

"Oh? Why are you still throwing? Who cares? ”

"This little fish cares!" The boy replied as he picked up a fish and threw it into the sea.

"This one cares, this one cares! And this, this, and this......"

After telling the story, Lu Li turned on his phone, and the previous search results were still on the screen, and many comments could be seen.

[I was just joking, how did I become a murderer? 】

[This is suicide? Today's children's psychological tolerance is really weak, and we were beaten by our parents every day. 】

[Why did you know today? 】

[I smoked, drank, got tattoos, had an abortion, lied, but I knew I was a good girl. 】

The fish died, but the maggots were still wriggling, multiplying, and growing on its carcass.