Meanwhile, in the hospital, five men in hats surrounded Zhou Chunhua's bedside.
Zhou Chunhua shifted her weight slightly, trying to make herself look more dignified.
"Ms. Zhou, we are from the special task force. Could you please tell me in detail what happened in Ganxi Village those few days?"
Zhou Chunhua nodded.
Before they arrived, Gu Yao had told her that these people would be coming to take statements.
Gu Yao also told her not to be nervous and to tell the truth.
After swallowing, Zhou Chunhua began to recount all her experiences in Sha Tin Tsui.
Including... the deaths of Huang Jiabao, Huang Er, and Wu Hao.
Actually, when Liu arrived at this place, her hands were trembling under the covers.
Whatever the reason, this is murder.
She had no idea whether she would be judged to have acted in self-defense or...
As soon as she finished speaking, Uncle Hat asked, "You said you used a stun gun? But as far as we know, a stun gun can't kill a person."
Furthermore, you said you only sprayed pepper spray on Wu Hao. However, Wu Hao died from a corrosive and toxic substance.
Ms. Zhou, please trust us and we trust the government. There can be no cover-ups. And something so easily fatal—we absolutely must find out its origin.
In fact, not only Uncle Hat couldn't understand it, but she herself couldn't understand it either.
Just like Uncle Hat said, if something you buy online could take someone's life, that would be terrible!
Zhou Chunhua hurriedly grabbed her phone, about to explain, when Gu Yao coughed twice.
She habitually looked at Gu Yao, and when their eyes met, she hurriedly turned her face away.
Because of her previous work at a law firm, she had unknowingly developed the habit of turning to look at Gu Yao whenever he coughed.
In the past, as a job, she only felt that seeing, listening, and learning more was a good thing, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
However, after leaving the law firm, this habit gives people a very strange feeling.
Just as Zhou Chunhua was feeling uncomfortable, Gu Yao spoke up.
"I secretly switched those two items. I can explain later if you need it."
Zhou Chunhua stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "You... you changed it?"
"Yes." Gu Yao nodded frankly: "I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would refuse."
Zhou Chunhua's eyes were slightly red.
Gu Yao helped her once again.
After all, if she hadn't had these two items for self-defense, she probably wouldn't have been able to get down, let alone find Nini.
“I killed him, so all the responsibility lies with me. He has nothing to do with me,” she quickly said.
Gu Yao has already helped her a lot, and she can't let these messy things ruin Gu Yao's reputation in the industry.
Uncle Hat said, "Whether we bear responsibility, and how much responsibility we bear, is not for us to decide. Could we see the notebook Ms. Zhou mentioned?"
Zhou Chunhua immediately tensed up at the mention of laptops.
"Um... you can take a look, but I can't give it to you because I promised Chen Xue that I would deliver the diary to her family."
This was a promise Chen Xue made to her with her life, and she couldn't break it.
"Of course we can. But we need it as evidence in court. Because none of the people in Ganxi Village have admitted to it, and we haven't found any evidence in the village."
We really need this diary to convict them.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chunhua immediately told Zhu Lina to take the canvas bag out from under the bed.
When Uncle Hat took it, she added, "Chen Xue mentioned this evidence in her diary, but there is no evidence of the crime she mentioned in the diary."
Uncle Hat took it, opened it, took out the diary, and began taking pictures of each page.
Zhou Chunhua was finally relieved.
After they finished filming and she saw Uncle Hat off, she decided to be discharged from the hospital the next day.
"Huahua, observe her for a few more days, just in case..."
"No 'what if'! Nana, I still have a lot of things to do."
"But... what could be more important than your health!" Juliana looked at Gu Yao: "Aren't you going to try to persuade him?"
Gu Yao kept his head down and said, "It's her body, she can decide for herself."
"Gu Yao!" Juliana shouted angrily.
Zhou Chunhua smiled gratefully.
This feeling of being family, even though we're not family... is wonderful.
...
Zhou Chunhua was discharged from the hospital early the next morning.
Gu Yao took out two plane tickets: "Let's go, we're in a rush."
"This is……"
“Weren’t you going to deliver the diary to Chen Xue’s family? I booked my flight last night for this morning. If I’m any later, I’ll miss my flight.” Gu Yao turned and walked ahead.
Zhou Chunhua, her vision blurred, chased after them.
"Thanks!"
This is Gu Yao! A kind person who appears cold on the surface but is actually full of warmth.
...
Half a day later, Zhou Chunhua met Chen Xue's younger brother.
An old man with a full head of white hair.
She handed Chen Xue her canvas bag.
Chen Deming took it with trembling hands, tears soaking the canvas bag drop by drop.
He was trembling when he took out his diary.
Zhou Chunhua remained silent, simply watching the old man weep bitterly.
When Chen Deming opened his diary, he wrote: "The year my sister went missing, our whole family searched everywhere. Even my seriously ill father was anxiously inquiring about her."
But... it was as if she had vanished from the world, without a trace. We searched the places we were supposed to go, again and again, but the answer we always got was that they were also searching.
Three months after my sister went missing, my father died of grief, calling out my sister's name even on his deathbed. His last words were to tell us to keep searching, to keep searching no matter what, and never to stop.
The mother's hair turned white overnight, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered. She said that her sister was someone she brought into this world, so she had to be responsible for her sister and could never abandon her.
As a result, the crops in the fields withered and died, and the land lay fallow. The family's meager savings were also used up. My mother sold the land, and we continued our search.
Later, we sold our ancestral home, but we are still searching. We have traveled to every province, every city, every county, every township, and every village.
We couldn't bear to spend money, so we lived under bridges and slept on withered grass. But seven years later, a heavy snowfall caused my mother to fall ill. She couldn't bear to spend money on medical treatment, and she... dragged herself to her death.
I still can't forget her holding my and my second sister's hands and saying, "Don't stop, keep looking. Xiaoxue didn't come back, which means she must be trapped somewhere, waiting for us to rescue her."
That year, we couldn't even transport my mother's body back to our hometown for burial. We had to cremate her in another city and then continue searching with her ashes on our backs.
Sixty years! Sixty years! I've been searching for her for a full sixty years!
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