Chapter 8 Chapter 7 The Excuse of Exoneration

An Ran stood by the window, watching Jun Ze's car parked far away, and then walked over, couldn't help laughing, but shed tears.When the key sounded, An Ran wiped away her tears, pretended to be looking at the scenery, and turned her back to Jun Ze.She heard Jun Ze's intermittent footsteps, the sound of him sitting on the sofa, and the sound of the ashtray moving on the glass table top, she turned around slowly. "It still feels better at home." An Ran put down the curtains, saw Jun Ze who was in deep thought, and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of?" "What?" Jun Ze asked blankly, the cigarette fell on his leg, and a little burning pain woke him up, "I'm not afraid of anything."

"Really?" An Ran's eyes were filled with suspicion, "You must have never thought that Situ would let me go like this, right?" "Don't be fooled by him, Situ will not give up so easily." An Ran sneered, as if Jun Ze's words were superfluous, she said provocatively, "Are you afraid of him?" "Joke, what am I afraid of him doing!" Jun Ze changed his sitting position and picked up the cup on the table. An Ran's weird smile disappeared quickly, and she said expressionlessly, "I'm afraid he will dig out the secret in your heart."

Jun Ze looked up at her, "I have no secret." "Don't hold on!" An Ran knocked down the cup in his hand, "If I really killed someone, will you help me hide it?" "I'm a policeman!" Jun Ze emphasized, "If you really kill someone, no one can help you!" "Yes! You are a policeman, so I never really believed that you would cover up a murderer! You have always suspected me, but you dare not arrest me into the interrogation room like Situ did. Then It's not because you want to protect me, otherwise, after knowing that I have so much time to prove it, after Situ arrested me and let me go, you wouldn't be so irritable and distressed." An Ran's agitation was frightening, but suddenly , She became quiet again, a trace of confidence and teasing flashed across her eyes, "You don't really care if Situ can find me, but you care what else Situ can find after he finds me—"

"He can't find anything!" Jun Ze interrupted her. "Maybe he can, as long as there is me, he can." An Ran looked at him. Jun Ze suddenly grabbed her shoulders, "I advise you, don't provoke him." "No one wants to provoke him," An Ran pulled his hand away, "unless you provoke me first." An Ran actually looked a little aggrieved, her eyes were a little red, and her voice was slightly choked up. Jun Ze didn't want to argue with her anymore, turned around to leave, walked to the door, thought of something again, and said seriously: "Situ has already started on the road of buying murderers, your time proves that you may not be able to keep it." you."

Seeing Junze's leaving back, An Ran smiled sadly, Fu Junze, what standpoint do you use to tell me this.Policemen?ridiculous! In the blink of an eye, night fell again, Situ curled up on the sofa at Mo Fei's house, and Meng Die poured him a cup of coffee. "It's hard for us to follow the line of An Ran." Situ smacked his lips and said with enjoyment, "The coffee is good." "Then change the line and talk to Quiet." Mo Fei said. Situ shook his coffee cup and said, "I can't keep up. That An Ran said that her sister couldn't bear the blow that year, so she committed suicide by jumping into the sea, and her life and death are still uncertain."

"Do you believe it?" Mo Fei looked at him strangely. "It doesn't feel like lying." Situ put down his glass. "Hehe!" Mo Fei laughed. "What's the matter?" Situ wondered. Meng Die covered her mouth and said with a smile: "It's me, I want to laugh too. When did Sir Situ start talking about his feelings?" Situ sat upright and said solemnly: "The evidence can be fabricated, but the feeling can't lie." "Are you Situ Kang?" Mo Fei laughed until his wrinkles appeared. Situ thumped Mo Fei heavily, and said, "Stop laughing, I have something to ask you."

Mo Fei coughed a few times, "Say, say." "You said that Ling Yutang was indeed wronged back then, so why did Jing Jing come out and sue him?" "There are many reasons, such as being greedy for his money, creating public opinion, and retaliation are all good reasons." Could it be like an endorsement. Situ suddenly turned dark and said, "Is this how you helped those bastards get away with it?" Could it be that he was unhappy, and patted the back of his right hand on the palm of his left hand, and said, "To exonerate someone in court, you need evidence to support it, and you think you can just rely on imagination."

After hearing this, Situ moved his buttocks closer to Mofei and said, "Then what reason did you use back then?" "Crazy." Mo Fei spit out two words. "Ah?" Situ was taken aback. "It means that the plaintiff's mental state has problems, and he has temporary or intermittent fantasies, and believes them to be facts." Situ's eyes lit up, "You mean paranoia?" Hearing what he said, Meng Die suddenly raised her hand and said as if she had discovered a new world: "Hey, speaking of this, I remember Ling Yutang told me that that woman is crazy."

"But fantasizing about being raped, isn't it outrageous?" Situ couldn't believe it. "You are a normal person, you won't understand those lunatics." Mo Fei said, and immediately closed his hands, "Tongyan Wuji, Tongyan Wuji." "I'm starting to accept what you said about no revenge," Situ said thoughtfully, "but there's no way to verify it." Meng Die joined her wrists together, like a blooming flower, her chin dropped to the junction of her wrists, "I said Sir Situ, can't your sister help you with mental illness?"

"She said that Dr. Fang's diagnosis of An Jing was mental weakness and excessive tension, and did not mention delusional disorder or more serious mental illness." Situ said and turned his attention to Mo Fei, "By the way, you didn't go to court with Is she going to court?" "No, she withdrew." Mo Fei said, "The opposing lawyer only showed her diagnosis report, but she herself refused to appear in court." Situ frowned, and asked in bewilderment, "Why? She was invited by the prosecution's lawyer, and her diagnosis is beneficial to the prosecution. Why didn't she refuse to appear in court?"

Mo Fei shrugged, "How do I know? I'm not on her side." Hearing such an answer, Situ couldn't help but fell into deep thought again. The afternoon sun is rare to be so mild.The curtain of white gauze outlines the shadows of the swaying branches and leaves more movingly.When you open your eyes, there is still an extremely clean ceiling and fragrant air. "Do paper lilies also have a smell?" An Ran asked. "It's a living lily." It's still that gentle voice, it's really comfortable to hear. "It's so beautiful." An Ran took the lily, feeling a little melancholy suddenly, "It's a pity that such a beautiful flower will wither soon." "San," someone called her Shan, "you won't wither, ever."