The second day of a three-day holiday is often the most relaxing.

The pressure of work is relieved by the first day of the holiday, and there is still one day of flexibility before going to work. You can lie down completely without rushing or slowing down, and let this day disappear completely in a daze.

But Yi Jiayi got up early and was particularly motivated. After having breakfast with her sister and brother, they went out together to take a minibus to Wangzai Bookstore.

She bought herself a BB call, which was recorded in the police station, so that she can also be a little detective on call.

When passing by a stereo shop, they were playing "Silence is Golden" by Zhang Guorong on a vinyl record player. Jiayi stopped at the door of the store, looking at the street view of Hong Kong, and listened to the whole song. Turning around and stepping inside, I decisively bought three small recorders for Jiaru, Jiajun and Ding Baoshu to use for study, so that they can listen to the text, English and songs.

At noon, Jiayi ate the delicious egg waffles and checkered biscuits that had a long queue, and also ate the unique three-color rice noodles made of intestines, fish balls and pig skin.

When passing by a well-decorated store, even the little policewoman, who had already eaten her fill, stood outside the store and could not move her feet.

The menus on the windows were all accompanied by the most beautiful photos of the food, such as the big meat crabs from the Typhoon Shelter, the fried noodles with shrimps as big as fingers, and the pigeons filled with shark fins were called "the magic needle of the fairy crane"...

I wanted to eat everything, but when I saw the prices, I was scared to death.

As expected, when she took a look, most of the people sitting inside were well-dressed. The self-awareness that they could afford this delicious meal also made them look happier while eating. She

looked up at the sign, Wangzai Xianshan Restaurant.

She silently memorized it and made a wish with grievance: I will come to eat next month when I get my salary.

Then she turned back to the bookstore and continued to read the book she had not finished in the morning.

After reading a few pages, she would think quietly and recall, and then summarize in her notes:

First, confirm the seven elements of the case: time, place, who did it, based on what purpose (that is, the motive for the crime), what tools were used, for what purpose (was it to murder, or to violate, or to rob, etc.), and what were the consequences.

Second, the preliminary collection of clues: on-site relics, leftover items, victim information, method of committing the crime (and characteristics), etc.

The methods include forensic examinations, scientific forensics inspections, etc.

Visit and investigate, look for clues about witnesses and related personnel.

Obtain clues from informants from all walks of life.

Third, summarize and analyze the case (bold assumptions, careful verification).

Fourth, determine the direction of the investigation, define the scope of the investigation, and continue the investigation...

Write and draw on the notes, read for a while, and then look up to find that it is dark.

Jiayi sighed, the learning speed is too slow, if there is a way to learn all the knowledge in one go.

Before leaving the bookstore, she generously spent a lot of money to buy three books: "Criminal Psychology", "Logical Reasoning" and "Criminal Investigation Measures and Strategies", and decided to take them home to read and study slowly.

When she stepped onto the street and considered going back to Yi Ji for dinner, she suddenly saw many relatives and couples walking hand in hand. Some of them had rosy faces, as if they were preparing to go on a very special date.

The happiness of life also lies in these surprising and special days.

After walking two more steps, she finally made up her mind and turned to Wangzai Xianshan Restaurant to book a window seat for four people. Fortunately, today was not the weekend and she came early, so she was actually booked.

Then she went to the front desk to borrow a phone to call her brother, and after giving the address, asked them to come to the appointment as soon as possible.

Jiayi ran to the door and found a grandma selling flowers on the street. She bought a bunch of flowers, brought them back to the store, and placed them on the table.

She looked at the price numbers on the menu, her hands were cold and her head was hot - that was the unbridled fear and happiness.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Yi Jiadong rushed to the restaurant with his younger siblings.

Through the window, Jiayi saw that the three siblings had changed into their best new clothes. Yi Jiajun even applied his brother's hair wax and combed his short hair into a shiny look, just like a young master from a poor family.

As soon as Yi Jiadong sat down, Jiayi presented him with flowers.

"Thank you, big brother, for taking care of us three siblings." She said this with a smile, but it made Yi Jiadong, a grown man, shed tears.

Jiaru and Jiajun immediately laughed at him mercilessly, making Yi Jiadong feel neither moved nor unmoved. He was so shy that he lost his big brother's dignity.

When everyone ordered the dishes, they calculated the price of each dish, for fear that they would be able to enter the restaurant but not leave.

The four cobblers calculated the bill carefully and ordered four hot dishes with the best value for money, one cold dish, and a snack. They also discussed and ordered four different drinks. After the dishes were served, they drank them alternately, so they could taste the most fresh and sweet flavors.

Although the ordering was slow and miserable, everyone was secretly happy while eating, laughing secretly, and every bite was very satisfying.

Xiao Jiajun looked at his brother and sister after taking a bite, and he was particularly willing to make eye contact with others. He wanted to share every minute and every second of happiness with his brother and sister through his eyes and expressions. His five senses were flying around while eating, and he was very busy.

Money should not be wasted, and they also wanted to enjoy the good environment of this store to the fullest. So they ate while looking around and watching the view through the window. When they saw someone looking inside, they would straighten their backs, tilt their heads, squint their eyes and enjoy the delicious food, making an extravagant gesture of enjoying it.

So they finished the meal happily, and when they paid the bill, they were all refreshed both mentally and physically.

Although Yi Jiayi felt painful when she paid, she still felt that she was one of the happiest people in the world...

at least one quarter.

Because the three siblings seemed to be no happier than her.

Touching her belly and returning in the moonlight, Jiayi thought, this is how you should spend the money you earn so that it will not be in vain.

Worth it!

...

On the third day of the holiday, Jiayi read books at home. She read the article "Information brought by different footprints in case investigation" several times and felt that she benefited a lot from it.

Like a sponge, the policewoman sucked and sucked, trying to enrich her dry knowledge base.

On the other hand, the police station encountered difficulties.

Since the day of arrest, Zhang Dafu has not opened his mouth in countless interrogations.

He ate as usual and did not make a noise, but he just kept his head down and did not speak. I don't know if he was planning something or he was determined to be dumb. The detectives tortured him one by one. Although Zhang Dafu's face was gray, his eyes were black and bloodshot, the detectives were not much better. Because they got nothing, Liu Jiaming and others looked more haggard.

"He is really just like his mother said, a very smart man." Gary pulled his hair and walked out of the interrogation room with an irritable expression. He seemed to be at a critical point and about to collapse.

"Go take a shower and have a sleep." Fang Zhenyue crossed his arms and patted Gary's shoulders. He looked through the small window at Zhang Dafu who was still sitting with his head down, and pursed his lips.

Liu Jiaming had just come back from dinner. He took a gulp of water and walked to Fang Zhenyue. "Brother Yue, let's go in and continue to torture him?"

"Yeah." Fang Zhenyue nodded.

"This guy is really difficult to deal with. I have tried intimidation and temptation, but nothing works. If it weren't for the fact that it is not allowed now, I really want to beat him up." Liu Jiaming sighed, opened the door and nodded to Uncle Jiu.

The two sides handed over their shifts. Uncle Jiu, who had been addicted to smoking for a long time, walked out of the interrogation room as if he had been pardoned.

The police officers were on duty and they were like this, but Zhang Dafu could still sit still. He was really patient.

Fang Zhenyue sat at the table, crossed his legs and looked at Zhang Dafu carefully.

In three days, they did a lot of things. Zhang Dafu's home was the crime scene, and the forensic department conducted three rounds of investigation. The ground outside the old house was turned upside down, and the results of various tests were also out. The reports were all ready, but the confession and transcript of the murderer were missing.

The case of the body hidden in the cardboard box is still controversial after decades because the murderer has never confessed. Many people still think that this is a wrongful case.

It can be seen how much influence the murderer's confession has on the investigation of a case and the court verdict.

In particular, there is a big problem with the dismemberment case. Fang Zhenyue received the injury diagnosis report of the rescued victim Wu Shanrong yesterday.

The fact of beating exists, but the fact of violation does not exist.

The little girl has injuries all over her body, but she is still a virgin.

All the female corpses in the dismemberment case have signs of being violated, which is inconsistent with the victim Wu Shanrong.

Now the DNA comparison between the murderer and Zhang Dafu has not yet come out, and they still need to wait.

This morning, when forensic pathologist Xu Junhao was discussing the case with Fang Zhenyue, he mentioned that they did detect semen stains on the body, but because the body was severely damaged, they could only write in their report that "someone's semen stains were found on the body," and they could not determine whether these semen stains were left by the deceased before or after death.

To prove that the person who violated the deceased, left the semen stains, and strangled the deceased were the same person, the deceased's sexual organs needed to be tested, but the murderer handled all the key parts very carefully, and they were either severely decayed or turned into bones, so no information could be extracted.

The work of looking for the murderer's fingerprints through the fatal strangulation marks on the deceased's neck has not been completed so far due to various reasons.

In other words, the police have indeed captured both the victim and the adulterer, but have not caught the adulterer in bed. To equate the victim and the adulterer, more clear evidence is needed. Now

they have the testimony of the murderer's mother, but have not yet obtained the testimony of the victim and the murderer. There are still unstable factors in the whole case.

You must know that Hong Kong law stipulates that once the trial is over in court, even if the murderer is given a light sentence or is acquitted due to insufficient evidence, the same charge cannot be used to prosecute the murderer later.

Therefore, the Serious Crime Unit must file a lawsuit with the Department of Justice. The evidence must be more conclusive and can definitely withstand scrutiny without any loopholes, so that the murderer can get the punishment he deserves.

For all the detectives in the Serious Crime Unit, the links after catching the murderer are the most troublesome and they cannot tolerate carelessness.

"I have a friend," Fang Zhenyue put his arms on the table, leaning forward slightly, looking at Zhang Dafu and suddenly speaking, chatting casually:

"When he was a child, he was very smart, had good grades, and learned everything quickly. At that time, even the rich people in the class could not compare with him. The teacher liked him, and his classmates respected him a little because of his good grades. This is the rule of the campus. As long as you have a good brain, you can become a leader among the crowd and receive preferential treatment everywhere.

"But he also has his shortcomings. No matter how hard he works or how good he is, his father will beat him from time to time. As long as he does something that does not meet his father's wishes, he will be beaten up. His father will even beat him in front of the neighbors and classmates, which often makes him lose face and wish he could kill his father. "

Zhang Dafu, who had been keeping his head down, finally raised his head slowly, staring at Fang Zhenyue with a hint of malice in his eyes.

"When his father beat him, his mother, who had always been gentle and claimed to love him, never protected him. That woman was very good to him, but when his father beat him, his mother just watched indifferently as if nothing had happened. At times like this, he would hate his mother as well, and even hate her more than his father. It was during this process that the little warmth left in his heart gradually cooled, and unknowingly, he hated everyone in the world, and this hatred was growing even when he was a student, which was still a relatively glorious time.

"Why can those who are not as smart as me live a life without worries about food and clothing? No matter what requests I make, my parents will satisfy them. Why have those idiots never been beaten, and even dared to watch when I was beaten by my father?

"People who grow up like this have strange personalities and are extreme in their

dealings with others. No one likes him. "After entering the society, the rules around you suddenly changed. Intelligence is no longer the only criterion. You also need to be able to communicate with others, be generous, be cheerful and talkative, and have a team spirit. This friend couldn't adapt and encountered setbacks again and again in the process of job hunting.

"The advantages he once had were polished again and again and became insignificant, while the shortcomings became more and more serious. He began to feel that everyone was targeting him, and he would even get angry because of a simple remark from others. So, he saw the disgusted eyes of the people around him, and noticed the disrespectful whispers of others... He decided not to leave the room again to avoid all the hateful things. "

Zhang Dafu's breathing began to quicken, and his eyes gradually became angry when he looked at Fang Zhenyue.

At this time, Liu Jiaming had heard that the "friend" that Fang Sir was talking about was Zhang Dafu himself.

He listened to Fang Zhenyue's narration and began to wonder if Brother Yue had obtained some materials that the rest of them had not seen, otherwise how could it be so detailed, it couldn't all be deductions, right?

Fang Zhenyue seemed not to notice Zhang Dafu's emotional changes, and continued slowly:

"But squatting in a dark and dirty house will not make him feel good. His father's insults day and night still make him furious.

"Until one day, this friend forced his mother to join forces to kill his father. Seeing the cold-hearted woman trembling with fear because of being an accomplice, and seeing the father who beat him since childhood die, this friend suddenly felt better.

"In this process, he felt that the powerful father who had always oppressed him suddenly became insignificant. And the weak self who had always been beaten, dominated, and insulted became the master and became powerful.

"He doesn't realize that he is still a loser abandoned by society, still a coward who only dares to attack drunkards who are unconscious. Instead, he thinks he is a brave-"

"Do you think you know a lot? Do you think you understand everything?" Zhang Dafu suddenly interrupted Fang Zhenyue and said the first sentence in these three days.

Fang Zhenyue smiled lightly, "Am I wrong? Otherwise, tell me what the truth is?"

Zhang Dafu snorted coldly, "What else can you people do besides making up stories here? So many of our citizens have died, and the murderer has not been caught. You are the waste, right?"

"What did you say?" Liu Jiaming slammed the table.

Fang Zhenyue pressed his palm towards Liu Jiaming, who gritted his teeth in anger, wishing he could smash Zhang Dafu's face, but he could only hold back his emotions at Fang Sir's signal. Liu Jiaming

leaned back in his chair angrily, glaring at Zhang Dafu viciously, stabbing him with his eyes.

Fang Zhenyue smiled at Liu Jiaming, seemingly unaffected by Zhang Dafu, and brought the topic back to his own story, still narrating calmly:

"After killing his father, this friend began to live at home with peace of mind.

"Forcing that cold woman who is a mother but does not know how to protect her son to go out to work and support herself is also a kind of revenge. Not going out to work and relying on parents is also a kind of revenge. He found excuses for all his evasive behaviors, and he said to himself: You are not a coward, nor a loser, you are just taking revenge on your mother and this family.

"At first, the mother was strong and could do many jobs. The money she earned was enough to feed and drink this good-for-nothing son, and even to hire prostitutes. But decades later, as the mother grew older, she could do less and less, and the money she earned became less and less, and it became difficult to support the expenses of two people.

"Finally one day, a prostitute who came to the door had an argument with this friend because she thought the money was too little. She must have seen through her friend's incompetence and scolded him as an old useless guy with impotence and premature ejaculation—"

"Sir, instead of looking for evidence, you are too idle to tell me stories here? Is it true that taxpayers' money is used to do such boring things? Make up such boring and bad stories... What? Are you lonely?"

Zhang Dafu interrupted Fang Zhenyue again. He pressed his hands that had been hanging under the table on the table, squinted at Fang Zhenyue, and said in a cold voice:

"Or is the case in a bottleneck and the murderer can't be caught? Instead of wasting time with me here, you might as well catch the murderer. Otherwise, if the real murderer is at large, be careful that your mother and wife will be killed by others—" "

Hey! Be careful what you say! "Liu Jiaming couldn't sit still again. He stretched out his arm and pointed at Zhang Dafu's nose, shouting:

"Why are you so arrogant? The police have captured the person and will send you to be shot soon."

"What person and captured, sir? I sue for evidence. That girl was captured by my mother, and she beat her every day. What can I do? As a child, you can't go to the police station to expose your own mother, right? Even if I am guilty, you can sue me for harboring someone, I admit it.

"You are talking about the dismemberment case, sir, my mother is a pervert, she was beaten so badly by my father when she was young, and my father also used the money she earned to sleep with other women. It is normal for her to vent her psychological perversion on other women.

"You said there was semen on the corpse? That damn old woman stole my condoms and smeared them on the body, trying to slander me. There's no way, her dead blood is on me too.

"But I'm really innocent, sir. I didn't touch the girl you rescued. I sent her to the hospital for investigation. There's a mountain of evidence.

" Police officers can't accuse people without any evidence.

"It's miserable for me to have parents like that. My life was ruined by that damn old woman and that drunkard. I don't want this life anymore. I hide at home day and night. I'm afraid to see other people. I begged the old woman to let those women go, but she threatened me, saying she would kill me too.

"She didn't even let her son go. Do you think she has any humanity?" "

Liu Jiaming's chest heaved with anger, and his eyes, which were red from exhaustion from working late nights and double shifts, seemed to be shooting out poison.

If it weren't for the "policeman" skin restricting him, he really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly beat Zhang Dafu to death.

Fang Zhenyue pursed his lips, his face gradually sank.

"Sir, you can send me to court, it doesn't matter, won't I have the right to speak then? I can start speaking from the time I was born, and it will definitely be more true and emotional than what you say, and it will earn more tears than what you say, do you believe it? When the time is right, I can cry too. We are all human beings, the jury is also human beings, they have parents and children, and they have feelings. Do you think they will think I am pitiful? "

When Zhang Dafu said this, he suddenly laughed.

Liu Jiaming stood up suddenly. Under Zhang Dafu's gaze, he stood there stiffly for a long time, and finally sat down again with his fists clenched.

Zhang Dafu's expression became even more proud. He turned to look at Fang Zhenyue. His cloudy eyes revealed a malicious and sinister look like a poisonous toad:

"Sir, are there many more details in your story?

"For example, your friend has been unable to give it up since he tasted the sweetness of killing people. Even when the women he bought stood naked in front of him, he still couldn't be humane. He had to abuse those women who looked proud and pure until they were killed. Only then could he get hard and experience the joy and greatness of being a human being and a man?

"Did he feel the most supreme and powerful power by controlling the life and death of human beings?

"A story is really boring if the listeners have already guessed the ending.

"I also know that later this friend walked out of the police station happily. Although those garbage police officers shouted loudly, they couldn't do anything to him. From then on, he became more cautious and more powerful. All women were timid about him and never dared to disrespect him again. "

Zhang Dafu seemed afraid of being interrupted, and suddenly accelerated:

"Including the wives, mothers, and sisters of those policemen, they must kneel down and beg him--"

Fang Zhenyue stood up suddenly, and his body pushed the table forward, hitting Zhang Dafu's chest, and interrupting Zhang Dafu's words with a bang.

"Cough cough cough!" Zhang Dafu curled up in pain and coughed violently, his face turned red, and finally he could no longer speak.

"Sorry, I got up too quickly. "Fang Zhenyue finished speaking and turned to leave the interrogation room.

Turning into the corridor, he stood in front of the window, looking at the clouds in the sky and calmed down for a long time before he calmed down.

After silently scolding Zhang Dafu from beginning to end, he raised his head and exhaled.

Being a detective for a long time, it is easy to get heart disease and high blood pressure. Even if nothing happens in the process of catching the criminal, he will probably be angered to death.

Zhang Dafu's cunning and restraint far exceeded his imagination. He originally wanted to uncover all the scars of the other party and provoke the other party to confess all his crimes in order to prove his strength.

He never expected that Zhang Dafu would make him so angry that he could hardly restrain himself.

Fang Zhenyue walked out of the police station to get some fresh air before he calmed down completely.

Back at the police station, he sent Liu Jiaming and Uncle Jiu to the hospital and continued to persuade the survivor Wu Shanrong to testify and go to court to identify the murderer.

He took Gary and Sanfu to the murderer's home and continued to visit and inspect.

Whether it takes a week, a month, or a year, he will definitely bring Zhang Dafu to justice.

………… In the evening

,

Yi Jiayi was hungry, so she put down her book and rushed to Yi Ji for dinner. She found that You Sir had brought Team A to eat pig's trotter rice.

While helping with the reception, she learned that the surviving girl who was rescued from the dismemberment case, although assessed by a psychiatrist as being able to testify in court, still refused to go to court.

It is said that when Fang Sir took people to see the surviving girl, she kept her head down and remained silent throughout the whole process, and did not answer a single question.

What can I do?

The food was served, but Yi Jiayi had no appetite.

I happened to see the tacit understanding between Ding Baoshu and Sun Xin when they were busy together in the store, and suddenly thought of a concept of victim resonance that I had read about in the past two days.

After dinner, she asked You Sir about his schedule, and then decisively asked to take Ding Baoshu to the hospital.

You Sir listened to Jiayi's idea on the way, but just smiled and said nothing.

Young people who study hard always have some new theories and new ideas. Can a victim girl who refuses to speak after repeated persuasion by the police be cured by seeing a child who was also victimized in the same case?

Although he thought it was a fantasy, he had worked on several cases with Yi Jiayi after all, and had tasted the sweetness of her "fantasy", so no matter what he thought in his heart, You Zhaohua held back and didn't say anything, just listened quietly to Yi Jiayi telling Ding Baoshu about the dismemberment case on Ferry Street and how they rescued the girl.

Ding Baoshu sighed from time to time. This stubborn and taciturn boy also showed strong empathy in such a story.

When they arrived at the hospital, You Zhaohua did not accompany them in, but drove away directly, showing his pessimism about the matter.

...

Taking out her ID, Yi Jiayi, led by the nurse, took Ding Baoshu to the outside of the ward.

Guarding the door were Liu Jiaming and Uncle Jiu, who were the most kind-looking detectives in their group except for her, the little policewoman. The last communication failed, and they were waiting for Wu Shanrong to wake up so that they could go in for the second round of questioning.

After talking with Uncle Jiu and Liu Jiaming for a long time, they agreed to let Ding Baoshu in after Wu Shanrong woke up.

But even though he released the person, he was still somewhat worried. Liu Jiaming stood up from time to time and secretly looked inside through the small window on the door. He only saw Ding Baoshu put the cup of milk tea and iced wine on the small cabinet next to the bed, and then just sat there without saying anything or doing anything.

"Is it okay? Isn't this a waste of time?" Liu Jiaming paced outside the door and shook his head.

Lin Wangjiu complained, but the old man was calm. He sat there reading the newspaper, looking casual, as if he didn't care even if Yi Jiayi brought a fortune teller in. He crossed his legs and didn't even raise his eyes.

"Sit down for a while, Brother Jiaming." Yi Jiayi tried to comfort him, but Liu Jiaming just sighed.

He was worried that if Zhang Dafu really got the sympathy of a judge in court, something might happen. It is impossible to change from guilty to innocent, but if there is a light sentence...

With the court trial system in Hong Kong, this is not impossible.

No one can tolerate such a scum getting even the slightest light sentence, let alone accepting him escaping punishment. The testimony of a truly pitiful victim like Wu Shanrong is so important!

Standing outside the ward with his arms folded, Liu Jiaming sighed and gritted his teeth in anger from time to time because he thought of Zhang Dafu's hatefulness.

Waiting without knowing the result is always anxious. Countless times when Liu Jiaming wanted to pull Ding Baoshu out, Yi Jiayi pressed his shoulders and pushed him back to the seat, and kindly advised him to be patient and wait.

When half an hour was about to pass, Liu Jiaming finally became like a lid on a casserole, the soup was boiling and could not be suppressed no matter what.

But just as he stood up and was about to knock on the door, the door

of the ward suddenly opened. The short Ding Baoshu looked up and looked at the anxious and confused Liu Jiaming. Like a little adult, he turned around and nodded to the person on the bed. When the door behind him slowly closed, he whispered to Liu Jiaming:

"Sister Shanrong said she was willing to go to court to accuse Zhang Dafu of kidnapping and abusing her. She also said that she knew where the others were buried by Zhang Dafu."

"???" Liu Jiaming's eyes widened, staring at the little boy who was only as tall as his waist in disbelief.

The places where Zhang Dafu's mother confessed to dumping bodies were only a few of the cases where she helped Zhang Dafu dump bodies, not all of them. She also said that her son went out at night to bury bodies, but she didn't care about all this, so she neither followed him nor asked.

If Zhang Dafu has told Wu Shanrong the hiding places of all the bodies and is willing to identify them and appear in court, then even if Zhang Dafu denies it to the end, they are not afraid of him!

Liu Jiaming opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to express his surprise and excitement, and turned to look at Yi Jiayi.

Yi Jiayi looked at Ding Baoshu's thin back as he went to the bathroom, and said to Liu Jiaming with a smile:

"Although he is young, he is a skilled survival expert.

"When everyone gave up on Ding Baolin, Baoshu insisted on reporting to the police every week. As long as the case is not solved, he might continue to report cases.

"After the case was over, he decided that Yi Ji was a 'promising restaurant' as his brother said, so he came to work after school every day, silently looking for all the work he could see, and took the initiative to wipe tables, move stools, and serve tea. In the end, my brother kept him.

"Now, his brother's case has been solved. He has also found a stable and reliable meal ticket for himself and his grandmother. With the money he earned from Yi Ji and the savings he made from scavenging, Baoshu may be able to finish his studies entirely on his own.

"He knows how to do his best to survive in this world. Although he is thin, small and inconspicuous, he has a vigorous vitality that cannot be ignored. He knows the importance of dominating his own destiny."

Yi Jiayi stopped to take a breath halfway through her speech. Liu Jiaming did not interrupt her at all and waited for her to continue.

"For victims like Wu Shanrong, in the future healing and growth process, the important thing may not be to escape and forget. Perhaps facing it is the correct healing remedy - taking the initiative, in court, using the powerful weapon of law to severely defeat the nightmare. When she realizes that the person is not scary, and is even humble and weak. When she realizes that with the support of the law and the police, she lives in this city and has protection, and it is not really that dangerous. When she can understand that disaster will not suddenly strike again...

"Maybe she can truly defeat fear and stand up again. ”

“…” For the first time, Liu Jiaming discovered that Xiao Shiyi was so eloquent.

She had so many ideas in her head that sounded so reasonable and so extraordinary.

Looking at Xiao Shiyi's eyes, he unconsciously had a little more respect, and less contempt and arrogance as "Brother Jiaming".

In particular, when he thought of how angry and painful Zhang Dafu, who was so hateful before, would be when he found out that he had nowhere to escape and was defeated, Liu Jiaming wanted to rush over to hug Xiao Shiyi and spin her around...

"So, if there is one person who can convince Wu Shanrong, it can only be Ding Baoshu, who once fought against fate and has now walked out of the grief of losing his loved ones and started a new life? "Liu Jiaming was completely convinced by Yi Jiayi, and he began to think that Xiao Shiyi brought Ding Baoshu here today with complete confidence and certainty of victory!

She seemed to have a theory that would never go wrong, inexplicably profound and unfathomable.

"No, I just thought that Baoshu had touched me before, and he quickly won over Sun Xin in the past few days. A boy like him who doesn't talk much and has a bad temper must have his own unique way to achieve what he has today. Maybe, perhaps, it could work on Wu Shanrong as well. "Yi Jiayi chuckled. She was not that powerful.

Before Ding Baoshu pushed the door open, she was as uncertain as Liu Jiaming.

It was just that she had more hope, more innocence, and an optimism that came from nowhere.

"Let's go in." Lin Wangjiu held a teacup with red dates, wolfberries, and some health food that Yi Jiayi could not recognize. He restrained his harshness, knocked on the door and walked into the ward like an elder.

Liu Jiaming nodded to Yi Jiayi, asked her to thank Ding Baoshu, and then went into the ward.