Based on multiple considerations, the trial of Lu Weiye's case was brought forward, and the final trial was held 9 days after the Attorney General's Office received the proposal.

The sun was very bright that day. Sunny days in winter are always rare. Although the detectives of Team B could not go to the park to bask in the sun, they could go to the court to watch Lu Weiye being executed . The weather

was sunny all the way. Jiayi opened the car window and smelled the cool air outside the window. It was clearly deep winter, but she felt like she was in spring.

When we were about to arrive outside the court, the sky suddenly started to rain.

Every drop of rain was illuminated by the sun. The reporters gathered outside the cordon of the court in the rain, waiting for Uncle Ye, who once dominated the underground organization, to appear.

When the police dragged Lu Weiye to the scene, all the media rushed forward. Some people whose families were destroyed by the drug abuse were extremely angry, crying and cursing, trying their best to rush towards Lu Weiye. They stretched out their arms, their expressions were extremely angry, as if they wanted to kill the murderer.

The blocking police finally neglected their duty, and the crowd suddenly rushed to Lu Weiye, who was not tall to begin with, and instantly drowned him.

No matter how powerful he was in the past, he would eventually be overthrown by public opinion.

When the police pushed the people away again, Lu Weiye was kneeling on the ground, his clothes were torn, a few clumps of hair were pulled out, and his scalp was peeled off in some places, and blood flowed down his face. The face was also in a terrible condition, with many bruises and swollen cheekbones.

When Jiayi walked over, she saw Lu Weiye kneeling down facing east.

He had tied up and killed Wang Xinqiu in the same way before and dumped his body...

...

The trial result was very pleasing to the people. It can be imagined that tomorrow's news headlines will be dominated by the fact that the main culprit of the gambling group received the sentence he deserved.

Jiayi walked out of the court, looked up at the sky, and greeted the sunshine and rain in a good mood.

This case was full of ups and downs, and the detectives of Team B were very excited.

Fang Zhenyue, Wagner and Uncle Jiu simply drove everyone to the Victoria Harbour to enjoy the sea breeze, and sat in the Bay Park to watch the sun and rain on the sea, until the rain stopped and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

As they walked across the trail toward the parking lot, Jiayi quietly walked up to Xu Shaowei, and after keeping some distance from the others, she whispered to him:

"Xu Shaowei, I received a call from the Complaints Department, saying that you used some improper means to obtain the confession of the craftsman who made the dragon-head stick."

"..." Xu Shaowei turned his head and looked at her, then lowered his head and tapped the ground with his toes.

"Although the complaint was not established in the end because the craftsman provided insufficient evidence, the inspector of the Complaints Division said that it was very likely and asked me to communicate with you privately." Jiayi kept watching his expression and asked softly, "You beat him, right?"

Xu Shaowei turned his head and looked at her again, finally nodded, and whispered softly, "Sorry."

"You promised me that you would never violate the discipline of the police force from now on. Before using force again, you must think twice before acting. Unless necessary, never use extreme means."

Her eyes were burning and her expression became particularly serious.

"..." He looked at her, his eyes flashing and avoiding her face. But

she was very persistent, her eyes were slightly gloomy, her face was annoyed, and her voice was stern: "Xu Shaowei!"

Tell me quickly!

Say you promised me!

Xu Shaowei seemed to be frightened by her eyes. He pursed his lips and finally spoke: "I promise Yi Shazhan that I will follow Yi Shazhan's instructions in the future... think twice before acting, use my brain instead of fists and guns."

"It does not violate the internal police regulations." Jiayi added.

"It does not violate the internal police regulations." Xu Shaowei had to repeat.

Jiayi and him were in a stalemate for a while, until she was sure that he really listened to her and that his promise to her was not perfunctory, and then she let him go.

"Let's go to Yi Ji to eat tonight." Jiayi said, and suddenly remembered something. She turned her head to look at Ah Xiang, who was walking in front and had just been a witness, and shouted:

"Ah Xiang, do you want to cook a big fish in the iron pot tonight?"

Ah Xiang turned around and stood straight, with a rainbow on her back, standing in the sunshine after the rain, smiling and nodding.

Jiayi made a "yeah" gesture, then turned to Xu Shaowei and said, "Let's all gather around the hot pot and eat the hot pot together. It's my treat."

"Okay." Xu Shaowei's eyes flickered and he nodded gently.

Jiayi finally smiled, patted his arm, and quickly caught up with Ah Xiang who was walking in front.

Xu Shaowei looked at her back, and when he looked at the rainbow in the distance, his smile gradually faded.

...

...

After the trial, Wang Xinqiu's body could finally be taken away by his relatives.

But he had no relatives.

The inspector who was in contact with Wang Xinqiu from the O Bureau was Tang Zongli. He came to CID in person and went to the Forensic Department with Jiayi to complete the body handover procedures.

Jiayi also called all the colleagues in Group B to send Wang Xinqiu off with Inspector Tang.

Because Wang Xinqiu was a bachelor, Uncle Jiu insisted on burning a paper figure for him. So before Wang Xinqiu's cremation, everyone helped him carefully select a wife - the most expensive paper woman.

Jiayi also bought a villa for Wang Xinqiu out of her own pocket, and the others also did their best to buy some paper money, gold ingots and the like.

When the fire started, Uncle Jiu kept muttering:

"Down there, start a family, don't work so hard for a living, don't go down the wrong path, live a happy life."

...

In the cemetery, Tang Zongli arranged Wang Xinqiu in an urn cabinet, living on the 6th floor - a small compartment on the sixth floor.

Jiayi solemnly placed flowers and said the final goodbye to Wang Xinqiu with the others.

The detectives had never spoken to Wang Xinqiu, and they had never really known him.

But in the kneeling corpse case, everyone read what Wang Xinqiu's body said, worked hard for him, and helped him catch the murderer.

The setting sun, the dim light swept across the city, pulling Jiayi's shadow towards the photo on Wang Xinqiu's grid.

She raised her hand slightly, as if shaking hands with him, and also as if saying goodbye to him.

"Lu Weiye is going to see you downstairs. I'll burn some □□ for you. You can beat him up downstairs yourself." Jiayi muttered, then turned around and walked out of the urn, heading towards the direction of the setting sun, and left with the others.

...

In the blink of an eye, Christmas Eve finally arrived, and the whole of Hong Kong was decorated with lights and colorful decorations.

Green Christmas trees, colorful strings of lights, passers-by dressed as Santa Claus...

Young people walking through the street with laughter are chewing apples carefreely, wearing gorgeous clothes to attend banquets and revelry.

Lu Weiye's plot to "sell luxury goods to young people during the holidays and expand the most defenseless new customer group" failed to come true, and young people can still party with peace of mind.

The lurking demon was brought to justice, and someone protected the safety and happiness of the citizens.

The death of one person in exchange for the lives of countless people.

That night, Inspector O Ji Tang quietly burned two paper apples for Wang Xinqiu.

Wang Xinqiu left quietly without any worries, but some people remembered that he had been there.