Chapter 270 Lin Wan'er's Death Sentence!
It was Qin's mother.
She's here.
But she didn't come to "catch them in the act" at the exact time Lin Wan'er had planned.
She arrived late to "draw a line" when the farce was at its climax.
Looking at the disheveled Lin Wan'er in the room, Qin's mother's face showed just the right amount of shock and heartache.
"Wan'er...how could you...how could you do such a thing!"
She clutched her chest, looking so angry she could barely stand.
"Our Qin family has always treated you as family, out of respect for your selfless act of saving others. But you... how could you be so shameless as to disgrace your family like this!"
Qin's mother turned to the head of the guesthouse and announced with a pained expression.
"I'm making this clear today! Our Qin family will absolutely not accept such a morally corrupt woman into our family! From this day forward, she has absolutely no connection with our Qin family!"
These words, spoken with resounding force, completely cut off all of Lin Wan'er's escape routes.
She stared blankly at Qin's mother, at this noblewoman who had spoken gently to her just a few days ago, but now used the cruelest words to trample her into the mud.
She understood.
It's all part of a scheme.
A deadly trap was set for her by a mother and son from the Qin family.
Two police officers stepped forward and, without saying a word, put cold handcuffs on Lin Wan'er.
"take away!"
She was dragged off the ground like a dead dog.
As she was being escorted through the corridor filled with scornful stares, she saw the end of the crowd.
Qin Zheng stood there, his eyes behind his glasses as cold as frost.
Lin Wan'er finally understood completely.
She was never a guest of honor, much less a future mistress of the Qin family.
From beginning to end, she was just a pawn.
A piece of chess that has been used up for all its value and then ruthlessly discarded is a useless piece.
Police station, interrogation room.
The glaring incandescent light shone on Lin Wan'er's pale face.
"Name."
"..."
"gender."
"..."
"I'll ask you one more time, do you admit to engaging in illegal prostitution?"
Lin Wan'er raised her head, and a burst of frenzied hatred suddenly erupted in her unfocused pupils.
"I didn't! I was framed! It was Qin Zheng! His whole family framed me!"
The police officer interrogating her sneered and slammed a thick stack of documents onto the table in front of her.
"Framed? Then explain yourself, what's going on here!"
Lin Wan'er looked down.
The first document is a complete chain of evidence regarding her purchase of "South China Sea Purple Stamen Flower" pollen on the black market and mailing it to Hainan Island, with the intent to murder Old Lady Chen.
There are witnesses and physical evidence.
The second document, which she wrote herself, was a "future intelligence" document containing "dirt" on the major figures in Beijing.
At this moment, next to this "pledge of allegiance" that she was so proud of, several shocking words were marked in red pen.
"Suspected of illegally stealing and leaking state secrets!"
The third document is an investigation report on the West German equipment scam known as "Project 781".
The report clearly states that Lin Wan'er used feudal superstition to spread rumors and maliciously frame others, nearly causing significant losses to state property.
New debts, old debts, one by one, were laid out before her.
The evidence is conclusive and irrefutable.
Lin Wan'er looked at the documents and her body trembled violently.
Su Yue!
All of this was Su Yue's doing!
While the woman was reveling in her supposed success and basking in the ecstasy of revenge, she had already quietly tightened the noose.
The police officer conducting the interrogation looked at her bloodless face and read out the final conclusion.
"Lin Wan'er, after review by the joint investigation team, you are hereby formally arrested on multiple charges including attempted intentional injury, leaking state secrets, and false accusation!"
The cold handcuffs locked her wrists once again.
This time, she didn't struggle anymore.
A few days later.
Inside the detention center.
Lin Wan'er sat blankly on the cold bed, staring vacantly at the small iron window on the wall.
A female guard pushed open the door and threw a document in front of her.
"Your verdict has been handed down."
Lin Wan'er's body stiffened slightly. She slowly lowered her head and picked up the light piece of paper.
On the paper, in black and white, it was written clearly.
At the very bottom, in the judgment section, there was only one cold word.
death penalty.
She held the paper, initially stunned.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
A few seconds later.
"Oh……"
A soft, almost imperceptible sound, as if squeezed from the depths of a throat, broke the deathly silence.
immediately.
"Hehe...hehehehe..."
The laughter grew louder and sharper.
"Hahahahahahahaha—!"
Lin Wan'er suddenly tilted her head back and let out a maniacal, shrill laugh that was completely inhuman.
She smiled, but tears uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks.
That originally handsome face now appeared incredibly ferocious and terrifying due to its extreme distortion.
In her eyes, all reason, calculation, and resentment had vanished.
All that remains is a mad, suicidal madness that will drag the whole world into hell.
The next day, when the guards brought breakfast, Lin Wan'er didn't even glance at it.
"I want to see your highest-ranking official." Her voice was hoarse from shouting for so long, but every word she uttered was exceptionally clear.
The guard glanced at her, his face full of disdain.
"Meet with the person in charge? Who do you think you are? Just stay put!"
Lin Wan'er didn't say another word, but quietly sat back on the bed and closed her eyes.
She began a hunger strike.
When the news was reported, Director Qian, the head of the special task force, just gave a cold laugh.
"It's the same old trick again. Which condemned prisoner doesn't cause some trouble when they're about to die? Just ignore her, let her go hungry for a couple of meals, and she'll behave."
However, a day passed and Lin Wan'er had not eaten or drunk a drop of water.
Two days passed, and she remained motionless. Her lips were chapped, and she rapidly became haggard, but her eyes shone with an alarming brightness.
On the third day, she was too weak to sit up and could only lie on the bed, barely breathing.
As the guard placed the food at the door again and prepared to leave, Lin Wan'er used her last bit of strength to utter a weak but clear sound.
“Tell Director Qian… I have a secret that can change the fate of the nation… If I don’t see him today… this secret will be lost forever…”
These words were relayed verbatim to Director Qian.
He still didn't believe it, but a strange unease began to creep into his heart.
Changing the fate of a nation? That's an incredibly exaggerated claim.
But Lin Wan'er's series of cases are far-reaching, ranging from commercial fraud to leaking state secrets, and each and every one of them is suspicious.
This woman is indeed somewhat strange.
Just as he was hesitating, a phone call came to his office.
It was Qin Aimin, the old man from the Qin family who had just risen to power, who called personally.
On the phone, Qin Aimin was very polite, only saying that he had heard about Lin Wan'er's situation. He implied that although this woman was extremely wicked, she did indeed have some things about her that could not be explained by common sense.
Out of a sense of responsibility to the country, we should listen to what she has to say to avoid causing irreparable damage.
Director Qian hung up the phone, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.
He immediately understood that this was not the Qin family's intention, but rather the intention of the woman behind the Qin family.
Su Yue.
She actually thought that Lin Wan'er's dying words were worth listening to?
Director Qian dared not delay any longer and immediately arranged a meeting.
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