He's dead. I killed him.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and the serious questioning became somewhat absurd and eerie.
Xilin completely lost control of her facial expressions. If Ning Feng's hand hadn't been pressing on her shoulder the whole time, she would have turned around to see what his expression was like.
As soon as Ning Feng uttered his words, even the expression beneath the raven mask changed slightly.
From the perspective of a watchman, there is no problem in bringing criminals who have caused serious harm to justice, or even killing them in advance.
But the key lies in the relationship between Ning and them.
In a sense, the relationship between an adoptive father and an adopted son is also that of father and son.
Even if Ning Feng did the right thing, there will definitely be people who will see his decision as patricide.
He had seen people who were insane and murdered their parents, but those people made those decisions in a state of mental instability.
Ning Feng, however, showed no signs of anything amiss, even wearing a faint smile on his face, showing no remorse whatsoever.
After a moment's hesitation, the crow continued:
"Isn't your relationship good?"
He felt that the premise—that someone had been abused and finally fought back after gaining power—was rather reasonable.
Ning Feng's answer then silenced him once again.
"No, strictly speaking, our relationship is very good, really good."
“He is a good adoptive father. Although we are not related by blood, he has no prejudice against us and takes care of us wholeheartedly.”
Ning Feng pondered seriously, his expression devoid of any mockery. Instead, he meticulously listed the image of Li Tiandu in his mind.
"Materially, he did not give us more than we needed for daily life, but he also did not make unreasonable demands on us."
“From a spiritual perspective, no matter what problems or troubles we have, he will listen carefully and offer his advice.”
"He was trying to give us a normal and stable life in his own way, and he... actually did it."
“I am very grateful to him, from the bottom of my heart.”
From the perspective of an adoptive father, Li Tiandu did everything perfectly.
These are not sarcastic remarks; they are all expressions from his heart.
silence.
Both the crow and Shirin fell silent at this point.
Because he could sense Ning Feng's gratitude towards Li Tiandu, he made no attempt to hide that emotion.
But the more this was the case, the less they understood why Ning Feng could say those words so calmly.
They could all vaguely sense a deep-seated madness hidden within Ning Feng.
Having seen similar scenes many times before, the crow was the first to recover and asked:
"Then why did you take action?"
Yes, why?
Xilin also wanted to ask, and at this moment she also concentrated her mind and tried to perceive the details behind her.
With a calm demeanor tinged with something strange, Ning Feng looked at the crow for a few more moments before saying:
"Why? Is that even a question?"
"Because he committed a crime."
The smile faded from Ning Feng's face, and he answered softly, as calmly as a rational machine:
“His past achievements and his crimes cannot offset each other; he deserves praise, but he should also be punished.”
“I think that you, coming from the court, should be more aware of the connection than I am.”
The crow felt numb inside.
He was certainly aware of these things, and he reviewed them every month.
He understands these principles, but the idea of putting righteousness before family is easy to say, but how many people can actually do it in the end?
Ning Feng is a ruthless person.
Taking the crow's silence as an admission, Ning Feng continued:
"Moreover, there is another point: he was no longer the same person he used to be."
"He was corrupted and misled; he died ten years ago."
As Ning Feng continued, refining his performance, he spoke again:
"Furthermore, what I said earlier about him ultimately committing suicide is not entirely a lie."
"After seeing me, his consciousness cleared, and he became extremely confused, frantically attacking his surroundings and expending his strength."
"And in his final moments, when he was exhausted, he was still fighting against madness, letting my weapon pierce through his body."
"I think, in a sense, this is also a form of suicide."
Ning Feng had finished speaking, leaving the rest to the other party to process, and he took a sip of tea.
My performance is over.
The vast space was unusually silent.
After the initial shock, Xilin's emotions had calmed down. She could feel the reassuring power in Ning Feng's palm, without any of the madness or exasperation she had feared.
Perhaps there are some hidden reasons that are inconvenient to discuss at this time?
She remained silent and lowered her head to drink her tea.
The crows remained silent as well.
Although he knew that the mission might encounter some setbacks after Shirin appeared, he did not expect the setbacks to be so great.
Looking at Ning Feng, for some reason, Crow had a feeling.
The man before him, chatting and laughing as he sipped his tea with a smile, gave him the same feeling as the judges in the courtroom.
Cold and rational.
Moreover, Ning Feng, with his smile, seemed even more terrifying than those who always had a stern face and remained silent.
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