Jiang Tiancai was greatly surprised.
He immediately ordered his teammates behind him: "Quick! Go check his house!"
The police officers quickly sprang into action, and Jiang Tiancai, escorting the expressionless Zhang Weiguo, followed them.
They had just rushed into the alley when they bumped into Zhang Weimin, who was walking past.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Weimin's heart skipped a beat, and he happened to meet Jiang Tiancai's gaze.
He saw his younger brother, who was being held captive and covered in blood.
He saw the solemn expressions on the faces of the police officers.
An ominous premonition gripped his heart.
"Captain Jiang... Captain Jiang..."
Zhang Weimin's voice trembled: "What...what happened?"
Jiang Tiancai looked at him without saying a word.
Zhang Weimin's gaze passed over them, fixed intently on the gate of his own courtyard.
He suddenly understood something, and his eyes widened in fury!
"No--!"
He let out a roar, shoved aside the police officers blocking his way, and rushed inside like a madman.
He pushed open the courtyard gate.
He saw it.
In the inner room, on the bed, the father lay motionless, his face covered by a quilt.
In her younger sister's room, Zhang Qingqing lay on the cold floor, her face turning bluish-purple.
They're all dead.
Zhang Weimin's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground.
He finally understood what Zhang Weiguo meant by "liberating everyone".
In the courtyard, he was the only one left, wailing and crying his heart out.
After Zhang Weimin caught his breath, he suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on his expressionless younger brother being escorted by the police at the door.
Like an enraged beast, he scrambled to his feet and charged forward like a madman.
"Zhang Weiguo!"
Jiang Tiancai immediately led his men to stop Zhang Weimin.
But Zhang Weimin ignored them completely. He shouted with all his might through the policeman's arm, "Why?! Why did you do this?!"
"That's our father! That's our sister! How could you do that! How could you do that—!"
He questioned her with a hoarse voice, every word dripping with blood.
Zhang Weiguo didn't look at him.
He didn't struggle or argue, letting his brother's curses and cries hit him like stones.
He simply gazed calmly into the distance, silently thinking to himself:
Brother, don't cry.
In this way, you will all be free.
Let me bear all the sins alone; that's enough.
"Take him away! Leave one person behind and protect the scene!"
Jiang Tiancai couldn't stand it any longer and let out a low shout.
The police escorted the silent Zhang Weiguo out of the courtyard filled with death and despair.
Zhang Weimin could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, only able to sob silently.
...
At the hospital.
Shen Xiang was wiping Tang Jiang's body.
The ward was quiet, with only the regular beeping of the medical equipment.
Before Zhang Weiguo left, his empty eyes and the words "Everyone will be free then" stuck in Shen Xiang's heart like a thorn.
relief?
How can I find relief?
She couldn't understand it, but she felt a chill run down her spine from those words.
Just then, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open.
The neighbor lady rushed in, breathless, her face full of terror.
"Comrade Shen Xiang! Something terrible has happened!"
Shen Xiang stood up, her heart skipping a beat: "Aunt Li, what happened?"
"The Zhang family! It's the Zhang family!"
Aunt Li grabbed her arm, her voice trembling: "That Zhang Weiguo... he... he killed his father Zhang Yaozu and his sister Zhang Qingqing! And then... then he went to the police station to turn himself in!"
Buzz—
Shen Xiang's mind went completely blank for a moment.
The towel in my hand fell into the basin of water.
relief……
So this is what Zhang Weiguo meant by liberation.
At that moment, she understood everything completely.
She understood the man's crazy choice at the end of his despair.
Aunt Li was still anxiously saying something in her ear, but she couldn't hear a single word.
She slowly turned her head and looked at the motionless figure on the hospital bed.
Tang Jiang.
Her son.
A shell that will never wake up, only breathe.
It was her hope, and also her bottomless abyss.
relief……
She also wanted to be free.
Shen Xiang's eyes slowly became as empty and calm as Zhang Weiguo's.
"I understand, Aunt Li. I need some peace and quiet. Please go out first."
Shen Xiang lowered her head and gave him the order to leave.
Seeing her like this, Aunt Li felt a chill in her heart, sighed heavily, and finally left the ward with lingering fear, gently closing the door behind her.
The world has finally fallen silent.
Shen Xiang slowly walked to the bedside, bent down, and gently rubbed her cheek against her son's cold forehead.
Her movements were incredibly gentle.
"Jiang'er..."
"My dear son...do you remember? When you were little, you loved to laugh, chasing butterflies in the yard, and you wouldn't cry even if you fell down."
Her tears finally fell silently, dripping onto Tang Jiang's unresponsive face.
"Mom is tired... so tired... Mom will never see you smile again, nor hear you call me Mom. Staying with you every day is like guarding a living tombstone."
“Brother Weiguo… Mom understands him now. He’s not crazy, he’s just in too much pain. He wants to relieve them all.”
"Jiang'er, let Mommy free you too, okay?"
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