Chapter 137 MVP Result Screen
Shan Qingshan looked at his input box, and he didn't even realize that his mood was unusually soft at the moment. His gaze towards the phone screen also became soft, and even his movements slowed down a bit.
While I was hesitating about what to input, several messages came rushing in from the other side.
[You definitely want to, but you’re too embarrassed to say it]
Um
[I saw the car coming to pick me up. I'm going to go find my grandpa first. I'll call you in the evening.]
【Momo】
It was followed by a kiss emoticon.
Shan Qingshan's cheeks felt slightly hot and he saved the emoticon package that was sent to him.
Gently respond in your heart with a "yeah"
Then, his whole face turned red, as if he had done something extremely embarrassing.
After the afternoon class, Shan Qingshan and Tang Liming reviewed the schedule for tomorrow's seminar and then separated. Shan Qingshan went to the prison alone.
Shan Huai was locked in a small room that looked like a tin box.
Shan Qingshan could see him through the small window with iron bars, and he could also see Shan Qingshan through this small window.
When Shan Huai saw Shan Qingshan’s face suddenly turn pale, he was so scared that he fell to the ground with a dull and loud bang.
"You're here to kill me! This is a prison! You can't do it!"
Shan Qingshan's expression was calm and his voice was calm.
"You misunderstood. The police asked me to come over and talk to you. You seem to be a little disobedient recently."
When Shan Huai heard the three words "disobedient", he trembled violently.
It seemed that at this moment, Shan Qingshan was the majestic adult, and Shan Huai was a naughty child who made mistakes and was disobedient and should be punished.
"what are you up to!"
Shan Qingshan: "You've caused too much trouble for others. I hope you can behave and get out of here soon."
Shan Huai was almost crazy and roared.
"Why should I go out? So you can kill me?"
Shan Huai's radical words caused the prison guards to look at Shan Qingshan frequently.
Shan Qingshan: "You have been punished by the law, and I am also in college, why should I kill you?"
"Because of your mother!"
Shan Qingshan: "You said you didn't kill anyone."
"Yes, I didn't."
Shan Huai huddled in the corner, his voice filled with extreme fear as he repeated himself almost morbidly.
"I didn't, it wasn't me, I didn't..."
Shan Qingshan picked up the apple he had brought and peeled it.
The knife, shining with cold light, looked like a precious blade for scraping snow under the prison light.
Shan Qingshan's hand holding the knife was steady, and the peel was easily cut off, becoming longer and longer without breaking.
"So, why should I kill you?"
Shan Huai neurotically repeated Shan Qingshan's words, muttering, "Why do you want to kill me? Why do you want to kill me?..."
The long, thin apple peel fell on the table, so perfect that the prison guards couldn't help but take a few glances at it.
Shan Qingshan cut the apple into pieces and put them on a plate.
“Try this apple, it’s delicious.”
Through the window, Shan Qingshan looked at Shan Huai.
Shan Huai was afraid and didn't dare to go forward, but under Shan Qingshan's pressure, he had to go forward. He took two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth. The apples were bitten with a crunching sound, and the juice splashed everywhere. He swallowed them without chewing them.
"I ate it."
Shan Qingshan hummed and said, "Last time I asked someone to buy some for my brother, and he liked it very much."
I am alone and stiff.
Shan Qingshan wiped the blade clean and took the fruit knife back.
The cold light is hidden in the scabbard.
"For your brother's sake, you should come out early too."
Shan Huai screamed and pounded on the iron bars desperately.
"I killed someone! I killed someone! I turn myself in! Shoot me! Shoot me! Shoot me!"
Shan Qingshan seemed to be frightened and took several steps back.
The prison guard hurried forward and looked at Shan Huai's condition through the window. He swept his scrutinizing eyes over Shan Qingshan, then turned around and asked another prison guard to give Shan Huai a sedative.
He said to Shan Qingshan, "Excuse me for a moment."
Shan Qingshan nodded.
The prison guard didn't just want to talk, he wanted to interrogate Shan Qingshan.
Shan Huai’s reaction was too abnormal.
Prison guard: "He is your father?"
"No, it's my uncle."
Prison guard: "The information says it's your father."
"Well, he raped my mother. Wasn't he convicted for that crime? He thought I was his child. I did a paternity test and it turns out he wasn't."
The prison guard's eyes gradually turned cold.
"Then why are you willing to come and see him?"
"You asked me to come."
Impeccable.
Prison guard: "He killed your mother?"
Shan Qingshan: "You should have investigated it clearly. No. I asked too, and they all said the same thing: my mother died of complications during childbirth. Apart from the rape, he did not commit any other violent acts against my mother. My mother also voluntarily stayed there to give birth to me. It had nothing to do with him."
These words, which they had said to him over and over again, were now sent back to him exactly as they were.
Shan Qingshan: "I know clearly."
Prison guard: “…”
That's true.
There was nothing wrong with what Shan Qingshan said to Shan Huai just now, the main problem was that Shan Huai's reaction was too extreme.
He had already been mentally ill.
Now it seems that there is only one explanation
——guilty conscience.
Every bush and tree looks like an enemy.
The prison guard said, "Excuse me, given Shan Huai's current condition, we will ask a psychiatrist to come and see him."
"OK."
Shan Qingshan walked out of the room, passed by the room he had just been in, and took a look inside.
Shan Huai was taken out by the prison guards. He struggled like a madman and shouted, "I killed someone! Shoot me! I don't want to go out! Shoot me!"
Shan Qingshan withdrew his gaze.
It doesn't matter whether he is pretending or really crazy.
As long as it’s not hard to be pregnant alone, that’s fine.
Shan Qingshan got on the car and drove less than a kilometer back home when he received another call from the prison.
"Mr. Shan, I'm sorry to bother you. Just now Shan Huai snatched the doctor's medical scissors and pierced his throat, dying on the spot. Shan Huai committed suicide and resisted transformation. We will not compensate him. Please come and identify the body."
Shan Qingshan lowered his eyes.
"I'll let the undertaker pass."
"OK."
That night, Shan Qingshan received the ashes mailed by the funeral home, and received the death certificate sent by the prison in his mailbox, as well as the surveillance footage of the situation at the time.
Dan Qingshan chose the cheapest urn at the funeral home, which was just a simple small bottle.
Shan Qingshan walked into the public toilet, poured all the ashes in, pressed the flush button, and watched the ashes disappear without a trace.
The bottle was thrown away too.
After doing all this, Shan Qingshan felt a sense of emptiness in his heart as if he had achieved great revenge.
I returned home, sat in front of the computer, and watched the surveillance video over and over again.
It feels like watching your own MVP settlement screen.
Shan Huai was taken to the infirmary and gradually calmed down after an injection. Just as the doctor turned around to look for something, he suddenly jumped up, grabbed the scissors on the table, and stabbed himself several times.
Blood was gushing out.
In the doctor's scream.
Shan Huai's movements of stabbing himself became slower and slower, and finally he fell to the ground.
Perhaps the pain cleared his brain and stimulated his will to survive.
Shan Huai struggled to crawl towards the doctor.
"Save me...I don't want to die..."
Then it stopped moving completely.
Shan Qingshan looked at it over and over again.
He had a good memory and he remembered every change in Dan Huai's expression in the video clearly.
Next, the scissors will accidentally injure the jaw.
Next, blood will spurt onto the floor.
Next up…
The phone vibrates.
It’s Zhou Chong.