Chapter 137 MVP Results Screen
As Shan Qingshan looked at his input box, he was unaware that his mood was unusually soft. His gaze towards the phone screen softened, and even his movements slowed down.
While I was hesitating about what to type, several messages came rushing in from the other end.
You probably want to say it, but you're too embarrassed to.
Um
I saw the car that came to pick me up. I'm going to find my grandpa first. I'll call you tonight.
【Mwah】
It was followed by a kissing emoji.
Dan Qingshan's cheeks flushed slightly as he saved the emoji that had been sent to him.
A silent "muah" in my heart.
Then, her whole face turned red, as if she had done something incredibly shameful.
After afternoon classes, Shan Qingshan and Tang Liming checked the schedule for tomorrow's presentation and then parted ways. Shan Qingshan went to the prison alone.
Dan Huai was locked in a small room that looked like a metal box.
Shan Qingshan could see him through the small window with iron bars, and he could also see Shan Qingshan through the same small window.
When Shan Huai saw Shan Qingshan's face suddenly turn pale, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"You're coming to kill me! This is a prison! You can't do it!"
Shan Qingshan's expression was calm, and his voice was calm as well.
"You've misunderstood. The police asked me to come and talk to you. You seem to have been a bit disobedient lately."
Dan Huai trembled violently when he heard the words "disobedient".
It seemed that at this moment, Shan Qingshan was the dignified adult, while Shan Huai was a naughty child who had made mistakes, disobeyed, and needed to be punished.
"what are you up to!"
Shan Qingshan: "You've caused too much trouble for others. I hope you can behave yourself and get out of there soon."
Dan Huai almost went mad, roaring.
Why should I go out? Would I go out so you could kill me?
Dan Huai's radical words drew frequent glances from the prison guards at Dan Qingshan.
Shan Qingshan: "You have already been punished by law, and I'm in college now, so why would I kill you?"
"Because of your mother!"
Shan Qingshan: "You said you didn't kill anyone."
"Yes, I didn't."
Dan Huai huddled in the corner, his voice filled with extreme fear, muttering repeatedly in an almost morbid manner.
"I didn't, it wasn't me, I didn't..."
Shan Qingshan picked up the apple he had brought and peeled it.
Under the prison lights, the knife, gleaming coldly, resembled a polished, snow-sharpened blade.
Shan Qingshan's hand holding the knife was very steady; the peel was easily cut off, getting longer and longer without breaking.
"So, why should I kill you?"
Dan Huai nervously repeated Dan Qingshan's words, muttering, "Why did you kill me? Why did you kill me?..."
The long, thin apple peel landed perfectly on the table, so perfect that even the prison guards couldn't help but glance at it several times.
Shan Qingshan cut the apple into pieces and put them on a plate.
"Try this apple, it's quite delicious."
Through the window, Shan Qingshan looked at Shan Huai.
Dan Huai was afraid and dared not step forward, but under Dan Qingshan's gaze, he had no choice but to go forward. He took two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth. The apple was bitten so hard that juice splashed everywhere. He swallowed it without chewing it properly.
"I ate it."
Shan Qingshan hummed in agreement and said, "I had someone buy some for my younger brother last time, and he really liked it."
A single thought, a frozen moment.
Shan Qingshan wiped the blade clean and put the fruit knife away.
A cold glint was hidden in the scabbard.
"For your younger brother's sake, you need to come out sooner."
Dan Huai screamed and desperately pounded on the iron bars of the window.
"I killed someone! I killed someone! I confess! Execute me! Execute me! Execute me!"
Dan Qingshan seemed startled and took several steps back.
The prison guards rushed forward and looked at Shan Huai through the window. Their scrutinizing gaze swept over Shan Qingshan before they turned and asked another prison guard to give Shan Huai a sedative.
He said to Shan Qingshan, "Let's talk in private."
Shan Qingshan nodded.
The prison guards weren't there to have a private conversation; they wanted to interrogate Shan Qingshan.
Dan Huai's reaction was too abnormal.
Prison guard: "Is he your father?"
"No, it's Uncle."
Prison guard: "The records show you are his father."
“Yes, he raped my mother, wasn’t that a crime? He thought I was his child. I did a paternity test, and he wasn’t.”
The prison guard's gaze gradually turned cold.
"Then why did you still come to see him?"
"You sent me."
Flawless.
Prison guard: "He killed your mother?"
Shan Qingshan: "You should have investigated thoroughly. No. I also asked, and the accounts are consistent: my mother died in childbirth. Apart from the rape, he did not commit any other acts of violence against my mother. My mother voluntarily stayed there to give birth to me, and it had nothing to do with him."
These words, which they had repeated to him over and over again, were now being returned to him verbatim.
Shan Qingshan: "I know what I'm doing."
prison guard: "..."
That's true.
There was nothing wrong with what Shan Qingshan said to Shan Huai just now; the problem was that Shan Huai's reaction was too extreme.
He had already suffered from mental instability before.
Now it seems there's only one explanation.
—Feeling guilty.
Every bush and tree seems like an enemy soldier.
The prison guard said, "Thank you for your help. We will ask a psychiatrist to come and take a look at Shan Huai's current condition."
"OK."
Dan Qingshan walked out of the room, passed by the room he had just been in, and glanced inside.
As Shan Huai was led out by the prison guards, he struggled like a madman, shouting, "I killed someone! Execute me! I don't want to get out! Execute me!"
Shan Qingshan withdrew his gaze.
Whether it's an act or he's really gone mad, it doesn't matter.
As long as being pregnant alone isn't easy, it's fine.
Shan Qingshan got into the car to go back, but had only driven less than a kilometer when the prison called again.
"Mr. Shan, I'm sorry to bother you. Just now, Shan Huai grabbed the doctor's medical scissors and stabbed himself in the throat, dying on the spot. Shan Huai committed suicide and resisted rehabilitation, so we will not provide compensation. Please come and identify the body."
Shan Qingshan lowered his eyes.
“I’ll have the funeral home go over there.”
"OK."
That evening, Shan Qingshan received the ashes from the funeral home, and his mailbox contained the death certificate from the prison, as well as surveillance footage of the incident.
For the urn at the funeral home, Shan Qingshan chose the cheapest kind, which was just a simple little bottle.
Shan Qingshan went into the public restroom, poured all the ashes in, pressed the flush button, and watched as the ashes disappeared without a trace.
The bottle was thrown away too.
After doing all this, Shan Qingshan felt a sense of emptiness, as if he had finally avenged his great enemy.
Back home, I sat in front of the computer and watched the surveillance video over and over again.
It feels like watching your own MVP results screen.
Dan Huai was taken into the infirmary and gradually calmed down after receiving an injection. Just as the doctor turned around to look for something, he suddenly jumped up, grabbed a pair of scissors from the table, and stabbed himself several times.
Blood gushed out.
Amid the doctor's screams.
Dan Huai's movements became slower and slower until he finally collapsed to the ground.
The pain probably cleared his mind and ignited his will to live.
Dan Huai struggled to crawl toward the doctor.
"Save me...I don't want to die..."
Then it stopped moving completely.
Shan Qingshan looked at it again and again.
He has a good memory, and he remembers Shan Huai's changes in expression in the video perfectly.
Next, the scissors might accidentally injure your jaw.
Next, blood will spray onto the floor.
Next...
My phone vibrated.
It was Zhou Chong.
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