"In fact, Zhao Haichao only sexually assaulted one child."
After she finished speaking, she put down her heels, smiled slightly at Zhao Hongguang's stunned look, and reminded him, "I don't know if you still remember that one year you and Zhao Haichao were drinking at home, and you both got drunk. Did you arrange for Zhao Haichao to sleep in the guest room?"
That guest room is connected to Zhao Rui's room.
Zhao Rui was still young at that time and never locked the door when she went to bed.
Gong Yu's reminder brought back Zhao Hongguang's memory, and at the same time a terrifying idea emerged in his mind. He looked up at Zhao Haichao in disbelief.
Zhao Haichao seemed to feel Zhao Hongguang's gaze. He looked up in fright, his eyes full of guilt and regret.
Gong Yu stepped back.
Zhao Hongguang and Zhao Haichao were taken out of Zhenbaozhai.
As soon as he walked out of the door, Zhao Hongguang shouted like a madman: "Ah - Zhao Haichao, you scumbag, I will kill you."
I don’t know where Zhao Hongguang got the strength from, but he broke free from the grip of the Yanming team, took out the fruit knife hidden in his pocket, and rushed towards Zhao Haichao.
Zhao Haichao was captured by the Yanming team and had no chance to resist.
“Puff—”
The sharp blade pierced Zhao Haichao's body.
The bright red blood stained Zhao Hongguang's hands and also soaked Zhao Haichao's clothes.
The smell of death filled the air. Many timid people turned pale with fear, and adults covered the eyes of their children.
After being stabbed, Zhao Hongguang seemed unable to eliminate the hatred in his heart. He drew out the knife and stabbed fiercely.
After five or six slashes, Zhao Haichao didn't even have the strength to scream.
Wounds, bloody mess.
He was like a piece of rag hanging on the hands of the team members, vomiting bright red and hot blood plasma from his mouth continuously, his eyes were dazed but with an inexplicable sense of relief.
That year he got drunk and when he got up to go to the bathroom he went into the wrong room and lay on Zhao Rui's bed, mistaking Zhao Rui for his unforgettable first love of childhood.
When Zhao Rui sobered up, she was already unconscious.
Zhao Haichao knew that he had made the biggest mistake in his life.
He was scared, terrified, and cowardly, and finally ran back to his room in a panic filled with guilt, pretending nothing had happened.
He couldn't let this incident affect his relationship with Zhao Hongguang, or ruin his career or his future.
He concealed this fact for more than ten years.
Over the past decade or so, he had been condemned countless times in his heart, and had been living in regret, unable to forgive himself in public.
Now, he can finally atone for his sins.
Just before Zhao Haichao breathed his last, he suddenly gave Zhao Hongguang a guilty smile and used his last bit of strength to say what he had always wanted to say.
"Hongguang, I'm sorry."
He really cherishes his friendship with Zhao Hongguang.
Zhao Hongguang watched Zhao Haichao's regretful eyes slowly close, and he felt no pleasure of revenge in his heart, but instead felt endless emptiness.
Zhao Haichao is dead.
Zhao Hongguang held the hilt of the knife coldly, lost in thought.
It was not until the members of the Yanming team pulled him away that he came to his senses and burst into tears hysterically, not knowing what he was crying about.
Zhao Haichao's body was carried away, and Zhao Hongguang was also locked up. He was eventually sentenced to life imprisonment for intentional homicide and will spend the rest of his life in prison.
The event ended and the crowd dispersed.
After the cleaning up by the Yanming team, the antique street returned to its original appearance, with no trace of death at all.
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