Chapter 117 Confrontation
◎What do you want to know?◎
Looking at the murderer who killed his sister with a knife at the age of sixteen, Zhu Kang felt no sympathy at all.
You want to know so much? Then I won't tell you in a hurry.
The interrogation room suddenly became quiet.
There was only Lu Fuqiang's whisper: "Please, please, please tell me. I repent, I admit my sins, I just want to know the news about my family..."
The dark and thin face was full of pleading, and the humble posture was unbearable to look at.
Zhao Xiangwan exchanged glances with Zhu Feipeng, who was in charge of taking notes.
Don’t encourage others to do good unless you have experienced their suffering.
When Zhu Kang was six years old, his family suffered a disaster and he lost his memory since then. Although his uncle and aunt loved him very much, the scar in his heart will always be there, and it hurts every time it is touched.
Zhu Kang once said that after he came to Xing City to study at university, his inexplicable headaches gradually got better. It can be seen that he used to have headaches from time to time, and that was all the sins of Lu Fuqiang, Gong Sixi, and Lu Shangwu!
Lu Fuqiang is now begging pitifully, wanting to know the information about his family.
What about Zhu Kang's family? What about his grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, sister, and cousin who were killed by Lu Fuqiang and his two friends? Watching his sister die tragically in front of him and hearing about his family's suffering, how cruel it was for a six-year-old child!
Therefore, neither Zhao Xiangwan nor Zhu Feipeng said anything.
Let Zhu Kang torture Lu Fuqiang with silence.
Lu Fuqiang's voice became hoarse, and he could hardly make a sound in the end. But he still clasped his hands together, stared at Zhu Kang, and murmured, "Please, please tell me."
Zhu Kang's vision went blurry.
He blinked rapidly, forcing back the tears.
"Jiu Wan Village, Siu Wan Village, and Hou Wan Village have all been demolished. Your home, my home, are gone."
Finally, when Zhu Kang spoke, Lu Fuqiang's eyes lit up brightly, but when Zhu Kang finished speaking, the light in his eyes dimmed: "No more? All gone?"
He suddenly became excited, his hands hanging down, and the handcuffs hit the armrests of the iron chair with a loud noise: "Then, was Gong Dazhuang's blue-tiled house also demolished?"
[Is the blue-tiled house that I was afraid of gone too? Then I am not afraid anymore! Everything in the past is gone! ]
Zhu Kang knew what he was thinking and stared at him coldly without saying a word.
Just now he felt that this man was somewhat pitiful, but now seeing how excited and happy he was about the demolition of Gong Dazhuang's blue-tiled house, Zhu Kang felt even more disgusted with him.
Lu Fuqiang suddenly thought of something and looked at Zhu Kang: "Demolition is a good thing! If the rural houses are demolished, can't we build new ones? The government will definitely give money and land to let my parents rebuild, right?"
Zhu Kang said: "Lu Fuqiang, don't be too happy too soon. I'm afraid the information we learned this time will disappoint you."
Lu Fuqiang's heart was once again lifted: "What's wrong?"
Zhu Kang spoke slowly, deliberately sapping his appetite: "Three villages were demolished, and a new Sancunwan was built near the Luoxian bus station. The people who benefited were Gong Sixi and Lu Shangwu. Your family... is in a terrible situation."
"Terrible?" Lu Fuqiang stared at Zhu Kang, a fierce light flashing in his eyes, "What do you mean?"
Zhu Kang glanced at Zhao Xiangwan, and Zhao Xiangwan nodded slightly.
Zhu Kang said: "When the house was demolished, the compensation and the homestead had to be divided among the people, but you never contacted your family, so your parents, brother and village leaders had a dispute."
Lu Fuqiang didn't understand: "What are you arguing about? Whether I have contact or not, I am also a person in the household registration book, so of course I should be counted as one."
Zhu Kang sneered: "Your parents want to get a residential plot for you so that you and your brother can build a house together. But profit comes first. If you get more, the villagers will get less. And you don't go home all year round. Who is willing to share money and land with you?"
Lu Fuqiang narrowed his eyes and asked, "And then?"
[Mom, you bullied my parents and my brother while I was not at home, right? ]
[If I knew who they were, I would take care of them one by one.]
Zhu Kang could see that Lu Fuqiang was already on the verge of anger, so he simply added fuel to the fire.
"Then? Then your parents kept fighting for you, but the villagers reported you missing. Your parents were so upset that they fell ill and died in 1983. Your older brother Lu Fugui moved out of his hometown and his whereabouts are unknown. In 1987, the three villages merged to rebuild Sancun Bay, and the police station cancelled your household registration. From then on, you were declared dead in the legal sense."
The parents are dead;
His oldest brother, with whom he was closest, was missing;
He was forcibly sold and declared dead?
One by one, every one of them was like a sharp knife cutting into Lu Fuqiang's fragile and despicable heart.
After a moment of silence, Lu Fuqiang suddenly asked, "Where is my little brother?"
"I went out to work and have not returned yet."
"He is ten years younger than me and is twenty-six this year. He should have married and had children, right?"
Zhu Kang glanced at the household registration information in his hand and said, "I don't know."
"Where's my little sister? She's six years younger than me and she's thirty this year. She should be married and have kids, right?"
“Move out of your hometown after getting married.”
Lu Fuqiang's heart was in agony.
He raised his head and looked at Zhu Kang: "Where is Gong Sixi? His family got a share of Gong Dazhuang's house and furniture, and he also stole a lot of money from Gong Dazhuang's bedside cabinet. Before I left home, he told me that as brothers, he would definitely take care of my family."
Zhu Kang did not exaggerate and told the truth: "Gong Sixi studied in high school, changed his name to Gong Youlin, and was admitted to the police academy. After graduation, he was assigned to Luo County as a police officer. Now he is the chief of the Sancunwan District Police Station. His brothers and parents all live in a small two-story house. They have money and cars, and they live a very comfortable life."
A cold light flashed in Lu Fuqiang's eyes and his eyelids twitched twice.
"Then what about Lu Shangwu? He and I are from the same village, and his father was the village committee director of Xiaowan Village. He said that we are sworn brothers, and he will treat my parents as his own parents."
Zhu Kang mocked, "As soon as you left the village, Lu Shangwu was recruited to work in the city. A few years later, he was spotted by the daughter of the director of the Public Security Bureau because of his handsome appearance. He was recruited into her family and changed his name to Lu Hui. After that, his career took several leaps. Under the arrangement of his father-in-law, he went to the Party School to study, and then worked as a clerical worker in the Luo County Public Security Bureau. He was promoted step by step and is now the director of the Luo County Public Security Bureau. He is in collusion with Gong Youlin and regards Luo County as the world of the Gong and Lu families, and Sancun Bay as a black industrial park for development."
Lu Fuqiang stared at Zhu Kang blankly, muttering, "Why? Why?"
Zhu Kang did not answer his question, but looked into his eyes with a sad expression.
Zhao Xiangwan sighed and shook his head, saying, "People's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be, and the world is unfair."
The words "people's hearts are not the same as they used to be, and the world is unfair" hit Lu Fuqiang's heart precisely. He suddenly struggled to stand up, and his handcuffed hands were pulling violently left and right, as if he wanted to break free from these restraints. He jumped out of the interrogation room, rushed to the two brothers of the "Three Swords Society", grabbed their necks and asked, "Why?!"
The police officer in charge of guarding him pushed him back into his chair and shouted, "Behave yourself!"
However, Lu Fuqiang just couldn't be honest.
He struggled and yelled, "Why? They clearly said they would take care of my parents and family, why did they close my account? Why did they bully my parents? I killed someone and was scared to death. I hid and crouched like a mouse, afraid of being discovered. How can they have the nerve to live like that?!"
The veins on Lu Fuqiang's neck were exposed and his eyes were red, he looked very scary.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
He suddenly raised his head, looked at the ceiling and started laughing wildly.
"I'm afraid of the police. It's funny that they are the police!"
"I hid and repented, trying to be a good person; they regarded Sam Tsuen Wan as their own world and continued to be bad people."
"I left my hometown for my family, but they wore police uniforms and bullied my family."
"My whole family had such a miserable life. My parents died young and my brothers left home. But what about them? They are living such a good life!"
"Is it fair? It's not fair, it's not fair—"
Lu Fuqiang laughed wildly, until his eyes almost bled, until the last bit of oxygen in his lungs was squeezed out, and until he coughed non-stop, but he still didn't stop.
Seeing his intense emotional reaction, Zhao Xiangwan raised his head and stared into his eyes seriously.
There was a glimmer of something special in Zhao Xiangwan's eyes: "The law protects fairness and justice!"
Lu Fuqiang was frightened by her gaze and calmed down unconsciously: "Law? Fairness? Justice?"
Zhao Xiangwan said: "Is it fair that Gong Dazhuang's family was killed? It's not fair. So the law must bring you murderers to justice and make you accept the punishment. Even if you have been away from home for 20 years and have been hiding for more than 10 years, you still cannot escape the fate of being caught by us."
Lu Fuqiang was unconsciously moved by Zhao Xiangwan's words, and even felt that his arrest today was also God's will. Otherwise, why was it just the Min Chenghang case, and why did he only sell a knife and give false testimony, and then it was linked to a murder case?
The word "law" makes Lu Fuqiang afraid.
The word "God's will" is enough to crush Lu Fuqiang.
If this is God's will, then why doesn't the law punish Gong Sixi and Lu Shangwu?
How do they live so freely?
Lu Fuqiang suddenly realized and shouted, "Aren't you police officers law enforcement officers? Since you know that Gong Sixi and Lu Shangwu have changed their names, become police officers, and have done so many evil things, why don't you arrest them?"
趙向晚反問：“你怎麽知道我們沒有抓？”
盧富強興奮起來：“抓了嗎？抓了就好，把他們都抓起來！我們是三刀會的兄弟，就該有福同享、有難同當！當年殺小姑娘的人是我，可是連殺龔大壯家裏四個大人的，是龔四喜！殺那個小男孩子的，是盧尚武！”
趙向晚嘴角微微上彎，很好，狗咬狗，才精彩。
祝康難得一次與趙向晚同頻共振，緊随其後：“可惜，口說無憑。他們現在是公系統的領導，豈是你一句口供就能定罪的？沒有證據，恐怕……抓了也得放走。唉！我也想把他們千刀萬剮，可是，我是警察，警察辦案講究的是證據！”
盧富強直愣愣地看着祝康：“我已經認罪，是我殺了你姐，為什麽我的話還不能把他們定罪？”
祝康耐心解釋：“你認了罪，做案細節、過程描述清晰無比，這是一回事。但你指認旁人一起犯案，則需要佐證材料。龔四喜、盧尚武都是警察，他們非常清楚這一點，他們只需要将罪名都推到你一個人身上，說你誣陷，你有什麽辦法反駁？”
盧富強急得耳赤：“那有什麽辦法？有什麽辦法？”
趙向晚也陷入沉思。
能讓盧富強認罪，源自于他內心的愧疚與恐懼。
通過将這份恐懼放大，再加上祝康這個幸存者的刺激，盧富強乖乖認了罪。
可是，龔四喜、盧尚武是不一樣的。
對于年少殺人滅門一案，他們根本就沒有反省與恐懼。
甚至，可能還有一絲沾沾自喜。覺得自己殺了人，卻逃脫了法律的制裁，這一認知促使他們膽大妄為，肆意踐踏法律。
想要讓龔四喜、盧尚武這樣的惡人認罪，難度很大。他們都是警察，深知證據的重要性。龔大壯一家死了已經有二十年，證據早就随着時間的流逝、村莊的拆遷而灰飛煙滅。
憑盧富強一人的口供？他們可以說盧富強嫉妒、陷害。
憑祝康六歲的記憶畫面，一來祝康只看到一個刺青、只聽到幾個說話的聲音。二來誰能證明孩童的記憶經過二十年之後沒有磨滅、變形？
總之，只要龔四喜、盧尚武不認帳，還真是拿他們沒有辦法。
盧富強忽然輕輕笑了起來。
“老天還是有眼啊。”
這一句話，成功讓趙向晚、祝康、朱飛鵬将目光集中在盧富強身上。
與剛才痛苦的狂笑不同，盧富強臉上的笑容真誠且歡喜。
他看着祝康：“勇伢子，我知道我肯定會被槍斃，我送你一件禮物，去把那兩個背信棄義的狗東西也抓起來吧。”
他咧嘴一笑，笑容陰森中帶着絲瘋狂：“好兄弟嘛，不求同年同月生，但求同年同月死。”
祝康問：“什麽禮物？”
盧富強說：“你們派人到我的刀具店去，取一把最不起眼的菜刀，就在陳列架上最下面左邊角落裏，拔下菜刀刀柄，裏面封存着一樣東西。”
盧富強一邊笑，一邊說話：“三刀會殺人之後，回到我家裏之後熱血沸騰，歃血為盟，歃的血，便是臉上、雨衣上、雨鞋上沾着的血跡。盧尚武寫的約定，盟約寫在一張從我的舊作業本撕下的紙上。我們三個人簽了字，沾着血跡摁了指印，這張紙，我一直存着。”
所有人的眼睛都亮了起來。
盧富強笑得喘不上氣來：“他們叮囑我燒掉，可是我沒有。我不管走到哪裏，都會帶着這張盟約，只有這張帶着血的紙，才能讓我感覺不孤單。我用油紙包着，就怕被水浸濕、弄壞。只要有這張紙，就證明那件惡事，不是我一個人幹的，是我們三個人幹的。老天爺要是打雷劈死壞人，至少還有另外兩個一起陪着，是不是？”
有證據？祝康霍地站起。
趙向晚與朱飛鵬也随之站起。
審訊結束。
一個小時之後，祝康戴着手套，拿着菜刀刀柄裏的東西，小心翼翼地展開，擺在辦公室的桌面。
粗糙的作業本，泛黃的紙張，用鉛筆寫着三行字，字體很大，口氣狂妄無知。
“我以鮮血為誓，
承載三刀會榮耀與責任，
兄弟同氣連枝，共建大業！”
下面是三個人的簽名，盧尚武、龔四喜、盧富強，三個名字上分別摁着一個血色指印。
兇手的指紋、簽名、被害人的血跡，證據全了！
看着紙上的血指印，祝康眼中含淚：“向晚，比對血跡和我的DNA，就能證明是龔大壯一家。”雖然血跡早已幹涸，但血液當中的DNA不會随着時間的延長而消失，所以依然可以檢測。
朱飛鵬大聲道：“對！比對指紋，就能證明立盟約者是龔四喜、盧尚武！”
龔四喜、盧尚武的父母都在這裏，只需要對他們進行DNA檢測，就能證明龔有霖就是龔四喜、盧輝就是盧尚武！
那還等什麽？趕緊上啊。
趙向晚抓緊時間聯系苗慧，說明情況，送檢樣本。
朱飛鵬取了盧輝、龔有霖的指紋，抓緊時間進行比對。
證據檢測需要時間，但審訊卻不等人。
趙向晚、祝康、朱飛鵬接下來要審的，是龔大利。
龔大利、龔大壯，名字如此相似的兩兄弟，即使龔四喜憎恨堂叔，即使龔大利嫉妒龔大壯日子過得好，但人死如燈滅，龔大利內心的愧疚在日益增加。
龔大利被帶到一個陌生的環境之後，先前的嚣張勁完全消失，代之以老态與卑微。
畢竟不是犯罪嫌疑人，他并沒有被铐，公安幹警對他客客氣氣，還讓人給他做查血壓、抽血“體檢”，這讓他越發地惶恐不安。
他是個文盲，知識很多來自小時候看過的戲。在那些戲本子裏，死刑犯在殺頭之前，才會享受一頓美食，稱為“殺頭飯”。
難道，他這是要死了嗎？
龔大利一顆心惶恐不安，在被單獨帶進冰冷的審訊室，隔着眼前的鐵栅欄，看到趙向晚、祝康身穿公安制服，英氣勃勃，他的腿又開始哆嗦。
不等警察開口說話，他已經自己開始唠叨：“我沒有殺人，我沒有犯罪，我就是個沒用的老頭子，我今年已經六十五歲，我老了，沒有力氣了，求求你們，饒了我吧。我給你們磕頭，我給你們燒香……”
祝康打斷他的話：“二十年前，你是怎麽知道龔四喜殺人的？”
龔大利沒有回答他的話，而是看着祝康的臉，伸出手來，虛空撫摸着他頭頂：“勇伢子，我是你伯伯啊，你還記得嗎？你生下來的時候，我還抱過你。每年過年的時候，你們過來拜年，我都會給你封紅包的，你忘記了嗎？”
他試圖用親情感化祝康：“一筆寫不出一個龔字，是不是？二十年過去了，我把房子還給你，把你家的東西折成錢都還給你，行不行？你別再追究了，當年的事情，誰也不知道是誰幹的，連警察都沒有查出來，就算了吧。”
祝康厲聲道：“算了？你說得可真輕巧！如果這事落在你頭上，你的父母、妻子、兒女都被殺，你會怎麽辦？”
龔大利老淚縱橫，眼淚鼻涕糊了一臉，配合着那張滿是皺紋的臉，看着可憐又可嫌：“勇伢子，你大人大量，你大人有大量，每個人都不容易，真的！大家活着都不容易，不要輕易毀了這一切啊。”
祝康內心充滿怨恨、憤怒與不甘。
他想罵，想用最惡毒的話語，将龔大利罵個狗血淋頭。罵這個老不死的包庇兒子，罵這個不要臉的強占財産，罵這個無恥、自私的龔大利為什麽沒有死，而他勤勞、善良的爺奶、爸媽卻被人砍死。
他想哭，大聲地、痛快地流淚，他想指着老天哭訴，天道不公啊！為什麽好人命不長，壞人卻活得這麽逍遙快活？！
可是，為什麽他胸口仿佛壓着一塊巨石，壓得他喘不上氣？為什麽他的喉嚨裏仿佛堵着一團棉花，讓他一個字也發不出來？
祝康雙手緊緊捏住，身體開始顫抖。
他将目光投向右側，那裏坐着與他并肩作戰的戰友，趙向晚。
【請你，幫我！】
趙向晚緩緩站起身，隔着鐵栅欄，看着龔大利。
趙向晚鳳眼微眯，目光裏淬着寒光。上午剛在會議室領教過趙向晚言辭之間的風雲雷電，龔大利心有餘悸，不敢與她對視。
【派出所的人敢把我們送到市裏來，是不是四兒出事了？】
【我勸過他的，也勸過另外兩個，可是他不肯聽啊。要不是因為這事，我爸媽也許還能多活幾年。】
【咱們賺的錢夠多了，比起以前在地裏刨食，現在已經好多了。】
【四兒啊，不該啊，萬萬不該做出那樣傷天害理的事啊……】
趙向晚開口說話：“龔大利，我聽說二十年前滅門慘案發生之後，附近的村民害怕冤魂索命，一遇到下雨打雷的天，都不敢出門，整夜點燈，派成年男人看守，是不是這樣？”
龔大利不想聽趙向晚說話，可是耳朵不像眼睛，可以閉上不看。
趙向晚的話，像雨點落下，嘀嘀嗒嗒，一個一句，每一個字都敲打在他的心上。
回想過去，龔大利打了個寒顫。
【是，那麽兇悍的殺人案，六條人命、滿地是血，村裏人誰不害怕？都怕冤鬼索命，怕龔大壯一家人化為厲鬼，到處抓替死鬼。只要一下雨，家家關門閉戶，派人輪流守夜。】
【偏偏我家那個四兒，輪到他守夜的時候，他就冷笑，笑得像一只鬼。哪怕睡着了，他的右手總是在不斷對着空氣亂砍，嘴裏還喊着，砍死你、砍死你。】
【他爺爺怕他是被鬼上了身，要請道士來收魂，四兒卻吼他爺，怕什麽！老子不怕！就是老子砍的，怎麽了？】
趙向晚聽到這裏，緩緩道：“你們派人守夜，是怕有兇手上門，還是怕冤魂索命？龔大壯一家慘死，不肯投胎，一定會化為厲鬼，在兇手家門盤旋……”
龔大利沒有上過一天學，一生信鬼拜神，最怕聽人說什麽冤魂索命，頓時吓得魂不附體，雙手将自己身體抱住，驚恐地四處張望，嘴裏喃喃道：“沒有沒有，走開走開。”
趙向晚嘴角一勾。
很好，只要有害怕的東西，那我就有辦法讓你開口！
“龔大利，你以為冤魂索命，是直接上門把你魂魄吞掉？那你就太沒文化了。”
“有一種報仇，叫鈍刀子剁肉，你知道嗎？”
“先讓你的膽子越來越大，把你的貪婪養得越來越足，等你內心的欲望漸漸把你的良知吞噬，再來讓你把親人一個個幹掉。”
“最先死的，是長輩。讓他們在痛苦中、在悔恨中、在惡夢中恐懼，讓他們哀號着、絕望着死去。”
龔大利驚恐地看着趙向晚。
【她說的是什麽？她是說四兒被鬼上了身嗎？】
【是了，自從龔大壯家出了事，四兒就變得暴躁、眼神很兇，對我們呼來吼去。】
【先是我爸，然後是我媽，一個一個頭疼欲裂，死得很痛苦。】
趙向晚找到了放大他內心恐懼的路徑，便順着這條路開始描述。
“接下來，是他的兄弟姐妹。他會帶着他們一起變成壞人，嫖.娼、賭博、拐賣婦女兒童……反正什麽賺錢做什麽，對吧？他一個人變壞有什麽意義呢？他得讓更多人一起變壞，這樣将來下十八層地獄的時候，才熱鬧，對不對？”
龔大利停止哭泣，呆呆地看着趙向晚。
他很想讓趙向晚閉嘴，可是不知道為什麽，他卻沒有開口制止。
【是！四兒是禍根。】
【他當了警察，可卻是個黑心腸的警察。】
【他根本不怕人報複，他指使一夏、二秋去做那些要砍頭的事，他說一切有他，什麽事都不會有。】
【原來大兒、二兒很聽話、很孝順，可是後來就變得不一樣的了。】
趙向晚繼續說：“哪怕吃得好、穿得好，住的是大房子，可是那又怎樣呢？厲鬼就是要讓你們享受着這一切，等你們感覺已經離不開這樣的生活時。某一天，時辰到了，所有一切都灰飛煙滅！”
“犯
法的，坐牢。”
“殺人的，槍斃。”
“賺來的錢，全部充公。”
“怎麽從別人手中搶走的東西，統統都要還回去！”
趙向晚目光裏，有無數寒光閃過，她的話語，化成無數把尖刀，刺入龔大利那顆蒼老惜命的心。
“如果你一直貧窮，當錢財散去，你的傷心不會那麽強烈。”
“如果你一直艱苦，當自由失去，你的難過不會那麽深刻。”
“可是，你享受過榮華富貴，你感受過世間特權，你的野心不斷膨脹，你想向天再借五百年……這個時候，把你的所有全部拿走！”
趙向晚忽然停了下來，定定地看着龔大利。
“龔大利，失去所有，面對絕望，無比恐懼——這才叫冤魂索命！”
龔大利緊緊抱着自己，喉嚨裏發出嗚咽：“別，別說了。”
別說了？怎麽可能現在不說了？
死算什麽？一了百了，萬事不知。
趙向晚要做的，就是當着祝康的面，誅龔大利的心！
只有這樣，才能讓死者安心，讓祝康那顆憤怒不甘的心，稍稍平靜下來。
“你原本可以坦然地活着，哪怕窮一點，但你家裏孩子多，咬咬牙，等孩子大了，等村莊拆遷了，你家的日子會越過越好。”
“龔四喜腦子活，會讀書，哪怕晚一年等你手頭寬松一點，也會送他讀書。他一樣可以讀警校，當警察，但他是個好警察，他一步步上升，當領導，身邊的人沒一個不誇你有個好兒子。”
“你三兒三女，這在農村裏是多麽幸福的一件事，他們孝順、懂事、勤快，一家人和和美美過日子，等到你七十歲大壽的時候，全村人都為你賀壽。哪怕将來閉眼離開，你躺在床上也是坦然，是愉快的。”
“可是，這一切都被毀了！”
龔大利聽到這裏，悔恨的淚水不斷往下流淌。
【四兒啊，你為什麽要做出那樣的惡事，讓冤魂久久不散？】
【你把你哥帶着一起做違法的事情，警察現在一抓，就完了！】
【我三個兒子，都要送進牢裏，我老了靠誰啊？】
趙向晚的聲音輕柔似風：“龔大利，老實交代吧。”
龔大利擡起頭，怔怔地看着趙向晚，嘴唇上下顫抖了半天，才說出幾個字：“我要是說了，冤魂就能散掉，我死後就能不下十八層地獄，下輩子還能投胎做人嗎？”
趙向晚沒有說話，就這麽安靜地看着他。
她的眼神裏，寒光散去，剩下的是對這世人的悲憫。
誰說人性本善？
自私、貪婪——這才是人類的本性。
面對這樣的眼神，龔大利的內心升起濃濃的愧疚與酸楚。
龔大利扶着椅子站起身，沖着祝康深深鞠了一個躬，透過祝康那張臉，他仿佛看到龔大壯憨厚一笑：哥，我有兒子了！
龔大壯的兒子已經長大，而他的兒子，卻被冤鬼纏上了身。
祝康站直身體，受了他這一躬。
龔大利聲音顫抖，卻帶着坦誠：“警察同志，我說，我說。”
拿着簽好字的筆錄走出來，祝康的眼裏多了一份釋然。
朱飛鵬拍了拍他的肩膀，安慰道：“兄弟，沒事。以後，你好好活着，活得漂漂亮亮的，你爸媽、爺奶、姐姐都會開心的。”
趙向晚看了他一眼：“善有善報，惡有惡報，不是不報，時辰未到。現在麽……”
三人對視一眼，異口同聲：“時辰到了！”
今日第三審，孫友敏。
孫友敏和龔大利不同。
第一，孫友敏與龔大壯不是一個村，對他家的滅門慘案沒有同情之心；
第二，孫友敏寡居多年，兒子就是她的命。
和她打交道，必須另辟蹊徑。
趙向晚找高廣強要到他與盧輝交流得來的信息，又與李副縣長通了電話，了解到更多關于盧輝在官場的貪腐細節。
做了充足的準備之後，趙向晚才進入審訊室。
孫友敏頭發重新梳理過，斜襟的盤扣扣得整整齊齊，哪怕是第一次被帶進公安局的審訊室，她依然一絲不茍，看得出來，是個活得很精致的農村老太太。
趙向晚問她：“盧輝就是盧尚武，這一點沒有錯吧？”
兒子是當官的人，履歷、檔案沒辦法造假，孫友敏自知無從抵賴，哼了一聲，轉過臉去。
趙向晚微笑：“行，确定了這一點之後，我們聊點別的吧？”
孫友敏翻了個白眼，不理不睬。
【聊什麽？想讓我揭兒子的短？休想！】
【他為了升官發財，入贅楊家，老盧家的臉都丢光了，才有了今天，我怎麽能扯他的後腿？】
【這個女警察不是個好東西，不理她！】
趙向晚問她：“你現在和老大一起過日子吧？”
孫友敏又哼了一聲。
朱飛鵬提高聲音：“認真回答問題！”
警服還是有些威懾力的，孫友敏不情不願地回答了一句：“是的。”
趙向晚繼續問：“老大生了幾個？”
孫友敏被戳到了痛處：“四個。”
【四個都是姑娘，因為違反計劃生育政策，還交了罰款。雖然說有尚武在，再生兩個都沒問題，可是不知道是不是祖墳出了問題，兒媳婦現在年紀大了，生不出來了，煩死！】
趙向晚微微一笑：“好福氣啊，四朵金花。”
孫友敏白了她一眼：“你諷刺我嗎？老盧家香火斷了，有什麽福氣？！”
趙向晚刺激她：“哪裏就斷了香火？你二兒子不是生了一個孫子嗎？聽說長得好、會讀書，乖得很嘞。”
孫友敏的心在滴血，沒好氣地說：“閉嘴！”
趙向晚道：“可惜得很，你唯一的男孫，姓楊。”
孫友敏的臉皮抽了抽。
【作孽哦，為了升官發財，連祖宗都不要了！】
【我死了，都沒臉見老頭子。】
【老大再孝順有什麽用？他沒生兒子，唉。】
Zhao Xiangwan sneered: "Is promotion and wealth so important? Is it so important that you don't even care about your own surname and your own ancestors? You don't think it's shameful, but proud, right? How glorious it is to have a son who is a director! It's a pity that everything has a destiny, and no one can escape the arrangement of God!"
Sun Youmin turned around and looked at Zhao Xiangwan seriously: "You are just a little girl, what do you know? Isn't the purpose of life to be rich and famous?"
Zhao Xiangwan realized that Lu Shangwu's ability to kill someone at the age of sixteen and change his name to Ru Yu at the age of twenty-one was inseparable from his mother's education.
"People live for money, fame and fortune? If that's the case, why do you care about your eldest son not having a son? Why do you mind if your second son's son has the surname Yang?"
Sun Youmin gritted his teeth and said, "The incense of our ancestors must never be cut off."
Zhao Xiangwan laughed: "After you have fame, you want profit; after you have profit, you want worship. Who do you think you are? A person who has accumulated good deeds for ten generations? If you don't do good deeds and accumulate virtue for future generations, how can you take all the good deeds?"
Sun Youmin looked at her blankly, as if thinking about something.
[Could it be that Shangwu's deeds in the past were too damaging to his virtue, so the Lu family's incense lineage was cut off? ]
Zhao Xiangwan took out the covenant signed by Lu Shangwu, Gong Sixi and Lu Fuqiang and showed it to Sun Youmin.
"Did you see that? When your son was sixteen, he formed the Three Swords Society and wiped out the entire family of Gong Dazhuang. He did all kinds of evil things. God still has eyes, doesn't he? So your Lu family is extinct! Even if you close your eyes and go to the grave, you will not be able to face the ancestors of the Lu family in your lifetime."
Sun Youmin narrowed his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
【Do the police know everything? 】
[Shangwu is a man with his own ideas. What can I do? He kills people when he wants to, recruits workers when he wants to, and takes bribes when he wants to. He is good-looking and smart. How can I control him?]
[I still have the literary virtues, and I cannot be dragged down by the martial virtues. If I don’t have a grandson, I still have a granddaughter. I can marry a grandson-in-law, and if the son is born, give him the surname Lu, that’s fine too.]
Zhao Xiangwan quietly waited for Sun Youmin's reaction.
She knew that the son resembled his mother. Shangwu's selfishness and his unscrupulous pursuit of fame and fortune were learned from Sun Youmin.
Once Sun Youmin finds out that her son is useless, she will make the best choice for the family.
Zhao Xiangwan took out a stack of information.
"We have been keeping an eye on Lu Hui for a long time. Not only was he responsible for the tragic case of the annihilation of his family 20 years ago, he also colluded with Gong Youlin from the police station and acted as a protective umbrella for Sam Tsuen Wan. For all the things he has done, it is not too much to shoot him ten times!"
"This is evidence of a murder he committed twenty years ago."
"This is evidence of his bribery and acceptance of bribes."
"This is evidence that he is protecting the underground casino."
"This is..."
The mountain of evidence was so overwhelming that Sun Youmin was unable to breathe.
She asked with difficulty: "Did he commit a crime? Is it serious?"
Zhu Feipeng frowned and said unhappily, "The director of the Public Security Bureau knew the law but broke it, and held up an umbrella for the evil forces. Do you think his crime is serious?"
Sun Youmin straightened his back, his eyes no longer struggling: "What do you want to know?"