In the library.

Wang Changyu was trembling on the desk in front of him, his eyes were staring at him at this time, and his eyes were full of hideous bloodshot from extreme anger.

He seemed to be trying his best to control the anger in his heart, because the "creaking" of his teeth from his bite, coupled with the dim light in the current library, Deng Wenjun who was standing on the side couldn't help but feel creepy.

Perhaps it was because of his anger, Wang Changyu suddenly coughed violently, and it took him a long time before his breathing was stable. At this time, he turned his head, like a vicious lion staring at its prey, eager to pounce directly and bite off Deng Wenjun's neck.

Deng Wenjun was frightened by Wang Changyu's hateful gaze, he pursed his dry lips, and his body couldn't help but retreat:

"Wang ...... Uncle Wang...... You calm down, I know I'm doing something wrong. ”

Wang Changyu will have such a big reaction, there is no doubt that Deng Wenjun has already told Wang Changyu the truth of the matter. As a father, when you know that your beloved son was beaten to death, that kind of anger cannot be described in words.

It's like a volcano about to erupt, and it can make everyone who really feels it palpitate.

At this moment, Wang Changyu brought Deng Wenjun such a feeling.

"My son...... My son was beaten to death! He is so obedient, did he recruit you or provoke you, why did you treat him so cruelly!! ”

Wang Changyu roared at Deng Wenjun with red eyes, tears kept sliding down his flushed face. He hated himself, hated himself for not being able to protect his son, hated the world, why should he be so unfair to them, and even more hated the murderer who killed his son, and those indifferent spectators.

At this moment, Wang Changyu seemed to be ten years old.

"Uncle Wang...... You calm down...... Listen to me first......"

Deng Wenjun's mind is much more mature than Ye Fei's. But after all, he is only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child, and there is a limit to what he can bear. Therefore, seeing that Wang Changyu was already angry now, he was also terrified in his heart, and his two calves were even trembling uncontrollably.

Wang Changyu didn't seem to hear Deng Wenjun's words, or rather, he didn't listen to Deng Wenjun's words at all. He just stared, and approached Deng Wenjun's position step by step, a pair of green muscles and bulging fists clenched tightly.

Deng Wenjun was already so frightened that he couldn't move, and he looked like he was at the disposal of Wang Changyu. But Wang Changyu didn't do that. As he walked, he "plopped" and fell to the ground weakly, and then hid his face and cried bitterly.

To tell the truth, this is the first time that Commander Deng Wen has seen an adult crying bitterly since he was so old, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

So he just stood in place awkwardly, planning to wait for Wang Changyu to adjust his state, but he never thought that Wang Changyu's crying would be more than 20 minutes.

During this period, Wang Changyu didn't say a word, just cried heartbreakingly. Hearing that cry, Deng Wenjun's heart was sour, and it was very unpleasant.

Perhaps because the tears had dried up, Wang Changyu finally stopped crying, and he sighed weakly. Then he said with a little crying:

"Thank you."

"Thank you, ......?" Deng Wenjun didn't expect Wang Changyu to open his mouth again to thank himself, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then hurriedly shook his head and explained:

"No, no, no, Uncle Wang, you don't need to thank me. It's all my fault, if I could have rushed over to stop it, your son wouldn't have had an accident.

And...... And after that, I also took the man's hush money. Gave false testimony during questioning by the police......"

Deng Wenjun stubbornly repeated these things again, in fact, he had already explained it to Wang Changyu before.

"No, I should thank you, if it weren't for you, I might not know the true cause of Satsuki's death until I die." Wang Changyu lowered his head and didn't look at Deng Wenjun, but just said to himself:

"You and Xiaoyue are neither friends nor classmates, so it's normal for you not to save him."

Although Wang Changyu's voice was very hoarse, when he said the last few words, Deng Wenjun clearly felt a chill. There is no doubt that Wang Changyu said it through gritted teeth, although he said that he didn't mind, but in his heart he minded a lot.

"Are you the only one?" Wang Changyu suddenly raised his head at this time.

"No, there are a lot of people, but I know very few."

Deng Wenjun didn't lie, although he didn't count how many people there were at that time, but twelve or thirteen people were indispensable.

"Can you call those people you know here?"

"I can't." Deng Wenjun directly refused, and then without waiting for Wang Changyu to say anything, he said directly:

"I don't know if you know about the recent deaths of students in the school, but those people were one of the few witnesses at the time. I only know them, but they're all dead. ”

Wang Changyu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then muttered to himself:

"That's right."

Deng Wenjun didn't know what Wang Changyu wanted to do, he thought about it and then asked tentatively:

"Uncle Wang, you ...... Are you trying to call the police? If I call the police, I can ......"

Without waiting for Deng Wenjun to finish speaking, Wang Changyu shook his head unexpectedly:

"No, I'm not going to call the police."

"And ...... about it?"

"The past is gone, I think Satsuki doesn't want me to get into any trouble if she has a spirit in the sky. Forget it, that family is not something that a small person like me can provoke. ”

Wang Changyu's tone suddenly calmed down, but the more this happened, the more Deng Wenjun beat the drum in his heart, and said in his heart, Uncle Wang shouldn't want Wang Bingheng to pay for his blood debts, right?

Although he thought like this in his heart, Deng Wenjun didn't dare to ask. In fact, there was another thing that made him very distressed, he didn't know whether to say it or not, that is, if he said it, he really didn't know how to speak.

"Okay, you go back first, thank you for telling me the truth about this matter. Satsuki's body has already been cremated and buried, and it doesn't make much sense to call the police now, so you don't have to worry about me forcing you to testify. ”

"No, no, no, Uncle Wang, if you can use it, I must speak, and I will definitely contribute." Deng Wenjun hurriedly assured.

"Well, then let's do this today, you go back first, if I have something, I will take the initiative to contact you. You leave me a phone number. ”

"Okay." Deng Wenjun walked to the desk, found a piece of paper on the table, and then scribbled down his mobile phone number.

Leaving the note on the table, Deng Wenjun didn't want to stay here any longer, so he said goodbye to Wang Changyu and left in a hurry. Only Wang Changyu with a gloomy face was left, and his eyes were full of flames of revenge. (To be continued......)