Chapter 17 Chapter Sixteen Four Letterheads

Mo Fei is out of danger, and Jun Ze is very embarrassed to disturb his recuperation, but there are still many unclear points in the case that need to be explained by Mo Fei. "Do you know that Meng Die is the mysterious killer?" Jun Ze already vaguely knew the answer, but he still had to listen to Mo Fei himself. Mo Fei tried his best to force a smile, but he couldn't use the strength, so he could only say in a very weak voice: "I know, I knew it when I was in France." "The time she attacked you?" "Yes. Although she didn't show any traces, I still know."

Seeing that the infusion bottle was empty, Jun Ze called the nurse to change the medicine. "Since there are no traces, how do you know?" "Feeling." Mo Fei looked at Jun Ze, "Do you believe it? When the person you love is close to you, you will feel it." Jun Ze raised his right index finger, scratched his temple, and complained, "Why didn't you tell us?" "Because I know she doesn't want to kill me, she just wants to take this opportunity to divert Situ's attention to you." "So you helped her," Jun Ze connected certain things together, "Situ said that you were the first to think of a ghost, and it turned out that you were for Meng Die. However, she can do nothing, and she will very safe."

Could Fei finally couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth twitched because of the pain, "She's not for herself, she's for me. If I don't drag you out, how can she withdraw from the murderer's plan with peace of mind." "So even though An Ran pleaded guilty to all the charges, Meng Die still clung to me. Do I look like a murderer?" Jun Ze touched his face depressedly, "Why do you all think it's me?" Mo Fei looked at Jun Ze for a while, and said word by word: "Because you have love, love can make people make mistakes."

After Mo Fei was discharged from the hospital, the first thing he did was to go to Meng Die's house to collect her belongings. When Situ heard about it, he insisted on coming to help. "Your sister's case..." Mo Fei didn't know how to start. "The trial of An Ran's case is about to begin. You have a familiar lawyer who can introduce you to Junze." Situ changed the subject in a timely manner. Could it be that he knew that he was still awkward, and followed him and said, "Don't worry, I have studied An Ran's case, and the chances of winning are very high."

"If you are willing to cooperate, and with her mental problems, it seems that Junze can rest assured." Situ lowered his head and stuffed a bunch of things into the box, "This world is really funny. You can't find something everywhere. It turned out to be the place closest to me.” "But at least we found it now." Mo Fei looked at him, with the same helplessness and sadness in his eyes. "The price is too high." Situ sat down on a chair cushioned with newspapers, with a cardboard box on his forehead, "She will pay it back with her whole life."

"There is still life," Mo Fei's eyes were a little wet, "and it is the life of two people." Situ thought of Meng Die's red skirt, and felt chills in his heart.Suddenly, he remembered the unfinished manuscript, "Could it be, Meng Die's novel..." "It will definitely be published," Mo Fei held up a disk, "I will hand it over to the publishing house tomorrow." "Didn't she finish writing?" Situ wondered. "The Last End" is really the end, the end of the story, and the end of the author's life. "She didn't finish it." Mo Fei's face was a bit complicated, and he held back his tears. "I finished it for her."

"Could it be..." Situ was dumbfounded for a moment. "You policeman is too incompetent." Mofei opened the drawer and took out Meng Die's manuscript, "If you search carefully, you will find that under all her manuscripts," Mofei took out a white envelope , "There is also a thorough confession." Situ was startled for a moment, stretched out his hand, then stopped suddenly, and withdrew his hand, "That should be reserved for you, too." Mo Fei shook his head, "It's for all of us." "What?" Situ was startled. Could it be that he opened the envelope, and there were four pieces of letterhead inside. "This is for your police station, it can be regarded as her testimony." Mo Fei took out one and handed it over.

"It seems that she has already decided to use death to face the trial." Situ took it. "This one is yours." Mo Fei gave Situ another piece of letterhead. "Me too?" Situ was surprised. "There's another one, which I entrusted to you." Mo Fei handed over another one. Situ looked at the signature and frowned slightly, "Where's that one?" Situ pointed to the remaining one. "Fool," Mo Fei tapped his head, his voice suddenly dropped, "Of course it's for me." Situ knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he walked to the side and sat down, silently reading Meng Die's confession:

When you read this confession, I have been freed from imprisonment and gained complete freedom.I joined the organization on August 25, 1983, and the memory before that has disappeared with my kindness and justice.They forged my identity. Lin Huiyin was born on August 25, 1978. His father is a scientist and his mother is a teacher.Sometimes I wish I had such a family, but I know that even the most amazing coincidence will not fall on me, a demon.They trained me in killing skills and escape skills. I have been hovering on the edge of the cliff all my life. Every time I kill a person, I am one step closer to the cliff.Perhaps the appearance of Mofei came to save me, but I was hopeless, it was too late, all I could do was to make this day come later.In this life, I have lost too much, childhood memories, parents' love, ordinary life, and long-term love.Everything is what I deserve.I'm sorry, but I can't provide you with more clues. This organization is very powerful, so powerful that I was able to feign death and escape twice and gave up. What I am most afraid of now is that I will get involved with Mo Fei. Please take good care of him, please... …

The day before going to court, Jun Ze went to visit An Ran. He spread out a piece of letterhead on the table, and on the letterhead was written in beautiful fonts: It is innate to love a man who protects oneself, and it is instinct to protect a man one loves, so For her, everything is destiny.After this text, start another paragraph, which is written in rough fonts: Protecting a woman who loves oneself is a conscience, and loving a woman who protects oneself is kindness, so for you, it is all up to you.There is another paragraph at the back, which is written in a relatively neutral font: people always use "destiny" to explain their inability to grasp, not because they are cowardly, but because they have self-knowledge.People always use "destiny" to tolerate other people's inability to grasp it, not because they are tolerant, but because they don't want to give up at the end.At the back, the letter paper was folded and pressed underneath, I don't know what the purpose is.An Ran glanced at every word on the letter paper, with a hidden smile on the corner of her mouth.

Jun Ze didn't show any emotional expression, but said lightly: "This is Meng Die's last gift to us. The folded part is her question, and my answer is yes. As for your answer , you need to answer yourself." After Jun Ze finished speaking, he stood up and walked to the door, "I will go to court tomorrow." After speaking, Jun Ze opened the door and went out. An Ran stretched out her hand, and turned out the folded part of the letter paper, on which was written in bold characters: Do you know yourself?An Ran burst out laughing, tears flowed down both sides of her cheeks, she continued to look down, and it was written in beautiful handwriting: Do you want to give up at the finish line?An Ran cried and shook her head, the letter paper was wet with tears, this was the last unique and precious gift. An Ran's case finally came to a verdict, and the jury unanimously ruled that An Ran was not guilty of the crime of intentional wounding, and was not guilty of the crime of obstructing justice.Fu Junze took a long breath, as if climbing out of the bottom of hell with difficulty, and took a breath of fresh and free air.A relieved smile is a relief.He looked to the back of the witness stand, where Mo Fei was sitting.Mo Fei seemed to feel Jun Ze's gaze, turned his head, and smiled politely.Jun Ze smiled back, remembering that Meng Die had shot him, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. The judge acquitted Enron.Jun Ze pushed aside the crowd and walked in front of An Ran, and embraced her with open arms. Mo Fei looked at them, got up, and left quietly.Sitting in the car, could it be that he took out a piece of letter paper from his bosom, opened it, and there was only one sentence on it: selfishness is a kind of poison, human beings are selfish, so they keep crossing the boundaries of sin, love is selfish, but love is innocent . After Situ came to court, he went to the detention center alone to visit Situ Le.Situ Le was quite surprised by his appearance. After a few seconds of silence, Situ Le deliberately pretended to be indifferent and said, "I thought I won't see you until I go to court." Situ pursed his lips, "I'm a policeman in court, but here, I'm your brother." "You really surprised me." Situ Le had to admit that she was moved by Situ. Although this is a very common thing to say, as Situ, his sensibility is enough to make people feel grateful, "I thought you would not forgive me gone." "The root of crime is not knowing how to forgive your mistakes, whether it is your own or someone else's. If I don't understand, then I must forgive your mistakes, because I have lost the qualification to teach you; if I understand, I still want to forgive you, because I understand its meaning." Situ recited this series of words as if reciting, although it was recited, it seemed to come from the heart. Situ Le's eyes widened in surprise, and the smile on the corner of his mouth completely lost its strange color, "That doesn't sound like what you said." "That's not what I said." Situ handed over a piece of letter paper spread out, and said with regret and emotion, "Do you know that you hired a killer who betrayed you, but hired a teacher who saved you. " Situ Le took the letter paper, silently read every word on the letter paper, tears flowed down his cheeks unknowingly.Crystal teardrops hung along his chin, and finally landed in the palm of his hand, on the ink on the letter. In the autumn cemetery, is it possible to wipe off the dust on the stele, and insert beautiful white chrysanthemums on the damp soil. The manuscript was burned in the fire, which was Mo Fei's reward.He completed the last chapter of the story, the killer killed his employer, buried the crazy love with death, and redeemed the sins of the past with blood.He concealed the real motive of the murderer, because love should not be the protection of crime, he concealed the episode created by An Ran, because of love, innocent. A gust of wind blinded his eyes.In a trance, he saw a vague figure in the distance - a long white dress, long black hair, and slowly moving steps, as well as a sad look in his eyes.He stared intently in disbelief, unconsciously revealing a look of surprise and even fear.Meng Die, it's Meng Die!Another gust of wind and everything is gone...