Live From The Murder Scene

Fan Huai was enjoying his rare leisure time. You don't have to worry about anything, you don't have to think about anything, you can spend time without scruples.

The house Jiang Ling left behind has been vacant. He quietly went over to clean it, but because there were many old people over there, he didn't know how to face it, and he was afraid of being hurt by the scene, so he didn't live there.

The empty house in the firmament finally became useful, welcoming its short-lived residents.

Many media wanted to interview Fan Huai, but he refused. Some TV stations wanted to invite him to participate in the show, or make donations to him, Fan Huai did not respond.

He does not want to appear in the public eye because of the case. He clearly understands that the so-called public opinion is the most variable and the most uncontrollable thing. As long as he appears frequently, understanding will turn into doubt, and sympathy will turn into disgust. Malice will be infinitely magnified in the network world.

He doesn't want to let his life be in the comments of others, and he doesn't want others to dig into his past, his family again and again.

He hopes that the real end is when the dust settles and there is no more wandering.

In order to allow Fan Huai to resume his normal life as soon as possible, the police first disclosed the investigation results of the murder case 11 years ago. Later, with the interrogation of Li Zhanyuan and Li Lingsong, more and more details were announced.

Li Zhanyuan admitted to instigating and killing Fan An, and Li Lingsong confessed his crime of sheltering. The identities of the two were dug up by the media and placed on an open platform for public scrutiny.

Li Lingsong's social status is lofty and his influence is huge. As a leader in the industry, his mistakes have had a huge impact on both the industry and the society.

There are not a few people who have received Li Lingsong's help. For them, Li Lingsong once was a high-hanging guiding light, selfless and generous. Now they discovered that under the lights, there really are places where the light never shines. Li Lingsong is not as bright and great as they thought.

Those students looked at him now being spurned by thousands of people, and their mood was hard to say. They were unable to scold him along with the netizens, nor were they able to speak up for him.

Without Li Zhanyuan, Li Lingsong would stick to his life and be innocent, and might leave with glory. But now, all the achievements he has done have been erased and he has the same mark as Li Zhanyuan.

Perhaps this is the responsibility of the father to the son, a topic that he has not been able to understand in his years of research.

Li Lingsong accepted it calmly.

Netizens were also at a loss after learning the truth about Fan An's murder.

In Sanyao's copy, they had witnessed the life that Fan An endured with their own eyes. In such a restless and turbulent environment, all the mistakes she made seemed to be forgiven. And she has also passed away, writing tragedies all her life.

It's just that killing is ultimately killing, which is a fault that cannot be explained by any motive or reason.

In the end, the families of the victims showed their forgiveness and asked the netizens to stop the relevant discussions.

The source of this tragedy can no longer be traced. Instead of scolding a poor person who has passed away with fierce emotions, they hope to face the future life with courage.

They gave Fan An the utmost kindness, to some extent, to express their guilt towards Fan Huai. From then on, even if you can't meet each other with a smile, at least you can not remember each other's hatred and have nothing to do with each other. Since then, grievances have disappeared.

Because Fan Huai never showed up, the netizens also understood what he meant, and gradually reduced the topic about him, focusing on the murderer.

During this time, Fan Huai was not actually watching the news, he didn't care what the outcome of those people would be.

Li Zhanyuan suffered severe burns and was on the verge of death, his entire face was ulcerated, and it was difficult to take care of himself. For him, such a future is better than death. No matter how the court sentenced him, he will end up without a good end.

Zhu Yanhe was heavily drugged and was difficult to control himself. He had several criminal convictions and had a bad influence. He would be sentenced to death in a high probability. Fan Huai hated him, felt he was pathetic, and didn't want to spend any extra second on him.

During this period, the only person Fan Huai met was the person in charge of the Public Security Bureau.

He Chuanzhou knew that he didn't want to be disturbed, so he only consoled him with Li Ju. The three of them sat in the living room for a while, and talked about homework and Fan Huai's future plans.

Fan Huai's planned future revolved around Fan An and Jiang Ling. Now they are gone, and his future has become blank. It's just that once, his world was narrow, but now, there is more of the sky.

He Chuanzhou saw that he was confused and smiled and said to him: "Don't worry, take your time. Take a break first, you are still young."

Fan Huai was stunned.

Is he still young?

He has always put all kinds of pressure on himself and experienced a life that is more ups and downs than his peers. He stopped to think about it and found out, yes, he is only 27 years old, and after this new year, he is only 28.

Fan Huai's expression couldn't tell whether it was loneliness or something else. He thought countless times before that his life had come to an end. It turns out that it has just begun.

He Chuanzhou said: "When the court documents are implemented, you should be able to get more than one million compensation. We will try our best to fight for you. Do you have any requirements?"

The muscles on Fan Huai's face trembled almost inaudibly. He tightened the corners of his lips, pondered, and finally said calmly, "No."

Fan Huai didn't expect the money, he couldn't accept it calmly. Thinking of its origin, there was an illusion that he was spending the lives of his mother and sister.

Although the case is over, its influence is always there. Maybe Fan Huai needs a longer time to forget it.

He Chuanzhou nodded, leaving his business card on the table, and said concisely: "If you have anything to ask me, I will help you."

Fan Huai raised his head and opened his mouth. He Chuanzhou had already interrupted him just as he made a mouth shape: "The responsibility lies."

Fan Huai put away the business cards and got up to send them out.

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Qiu Cang and Fan Huai didn't suffer much damage, and they were discharged directly after waking up. However, He Jueyun was still lying in the hospital because of his serious injury.

He applied to go home for recuperation several times, saying that his hands did not affect his normal life at all, but he was beaten back by Mrs. He.

Mrs. He’s reason is simple: you deserve it, and you owe a lesson!

She insisted on exercising her mother's power, and He Jueyun could only stay in the hospital to recover from illness. Fortunately, the sky didn't give up on him, nor did he forget He Jueyun's care for him when he was sick, and came to him on time every day to deliver food.

And during the unimpeded meal delivery in the sky, I often met Comrade Song Shu who came to visit his superiors.

This young man with unlimited energy is the liveliest presence in their ward. Every day Qiu Cang sat in front of the hospital bed, he began to tell Qiu Cang the heroic deeds of his boss, to make up for the grand scene that Qiu Cang failed to witness during the coma.

"At that time, Li Zhanyuan threatened our brother He with a knife and forced him to hand you over, but our brother He had a cold face and was not afraid. Although his left hand was already in the process of a car accident He was seriously injured, but as long as he still had a strand of hair able to move, he would not let you run into danger. So he suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of you..."

"...Li Zhanyuan, this stinky shameless stupid, was beaten tightly by Brother He on the ground, and he had no more power to fight back. So he thought of a sinister method, using modern technological weapons! He was sneaky, extremely insidious, I took out the electric shock device from my crotch, and then pierced it insidiously while He was not paying attention."

"...Our brother He burst into tears...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! How could a real man cry? Our brother He, with his head full of blood, swears while walking along the mountain road full of thorns and sharp rocks. Climb up and ask for help from someone on the side of the road. That’s why you see, his hand hurts so badly!"

Comrade Song Shu's language expression may be a little lacking, but his body movements are extremely flexible, and he can have new insights in his performance every day. The highly immersive performance can not even be interrupted by the protagonist of the story.

The firmament watched a few scenes, only to see a small part of the repeated details, could not help but be amazed.

... She was obviously the one involved, and she was no better than Song Shu, who was rich in art.

Her admiration made Song Shu, who had few counts, become more proud. He speeded up the frequency of visiting He Jueyun in the ward, and used the fact that he cared for the name of his boss all day long.

He Jueyun endured him once or twice, and finally couldn't bear it. When he saw him, he wanted to connect his head and tail in a circle and let him roll out of the window. Song Shu was sweet and likable. He captured Madam He’s heart and received the empress dowager’s decree. Not only did he not get mad, but he was also allowed to come over and talk about jokes every day.

After he became proficient in his business, he not only came by himself, but also brought his colleagues, which deeply tortured He Jueyun's psychology.

Fan Huai came over to say hello to He Jueyun when he meant something. A group of people from the project team came to visit him. A group of people waved their arms neatly and sang He Jueyun affectionately. Healthy body".

This song, adapted from the Happy Birthday Song, left a great impression on Fan Huai, but on the simple side, he was shocked by Sanyao's corporate culture.

——This seems to be a department that will become dumb over time.

——What are they doing?

He Jueyun's image has been damaged, and he has been complaining about Song Shu, the little one, to Qiu Cang. Qiu Cang felt that he was not getting better, but he dared not say anything.

She held the bowl and fed He Jueyun blankly.

This process is always extremely slow every day, and it ends when the food is cold.

He Jueyun chewed slowly, making Qiu Cang almost forget the speed at which he had eaten.

Today is the last day before he is discharged from the hospital. He Jueyun ate more seriously, with a reluctant expression, as if he was treating his last lunch.

The firmament prepared shrimp, chicken, and tofu greens for him. She peeled the shrimp carefully and delivered the meat to He Jueyun's mouth.

He Jueyun kept staring at her face, absent-mindedly, but the shrimp fell on the quilt.

The firmament didn't even react, He Jueyun had already picked up the shrimp meat and threw it into his mouth.

After he finished eating, he noticed something was wrong, raised his head, met the long eyes of the sky, and said plausibly: "Inflexible, inflexible at all!"

The firmament understands. Just like some people are blind and blind, Comrade He’s disabled are actually phantom limbs.

As if nothing had happened, she fed him the rest of the food as usual, and after packing up her things, she told him to go to the hospital for him to discharge.

He Jueyun admitted that he had a guilty conscience, and he obediently responded. After changing his clothes, he sat on the small sofa and waited for her to return.

Discharge from the hospital should be a quick matter. After all, everyone in the hospital knows the firmament. As a result, He Jueyun finished a game and did not see firmament return.

He looked at his watch and found that half an hour had passed. He opened the door and looked outside, but he didn't find a trace of the firmament.

He Jueyun frowned, felt that something was wrong, and took the initiative to go downstairs and look for it.

The place where the firmament stays is not remote. As soon as He Jueyun walked through the rest area, he saw a group of people crowded inside, bluffing and noisy.

He couldn't laugh or cry, it turned out that he met Sanyao's group.

When He Jueyun walked in, the group of boys were shining around the sky, yelling excitedly about words that they didn't know what they meant. Although the sky was calm, his attitude was very domineering, and he enjoyed the crowd's pursuit with peace of mind.

Seeing him appear, Song Shu excitedly raised his hand and exclaimed, "Boss! The sky is so fortune-telling. For the first time, I knew she had such a specialty!"

He Jueyun began to think about the IQ of his employees. It seems very difficult for them to bear Sanyao's daily work.

Everyone giggled and laughed, curious about the "firing eyes" of the sky.

He Jueyun waved his hand and hurriedly said: "They are all scattered and go back to work. I'm going to be discharged today. Why are you here?"

Everyone sighed with regret and ran away in a hurry, leaving the two of them alone.

He Jueyun looked at her puzzledly and said, "Don't you want to go home? Let's go."

The firmament did not get up, but hooked his fingers, motioning for him to come.

He Jueyun bent down: "What?"

The firmament hesitated and said, "I have something to tell you."

He Jueyun lowered his chin: "You said."

The firmament expression was stern, and his gaze kept patrolling on his face. He Jueyun became nervous before he said in a low voice, "I'm thinking about how to tell you in a way that mortals can understand."

"...How stupid I am in your heart?!" He Jueyun said dissatisfied, "Almost done, go home!"

When he just turned around, the unique voice of the firmament sounded behind him: "Be my boyfriend."

She was as overbearing as she herself was suddenly, and a little unreasonable.

He Jueyun felt hot on a certain part of his body. It may be the brain, it may be the heart, it may be the fingertips. This made his whole body muscles start to tremble, even worse than when he was injured before.

Fortunately, all his excitement is hidden under the suit. He took a deep breath and used his life's greatest potential to keep himself calm.

The fast heartbeat made him unable to measure the passage of time. After He Jueyun adjusted, he took a step back and turned to look at the sky again.

...All the atmosphere is broken by the firmament, and my domineering posture is ruined.

He Jueyun felt that the sentence just now might as well be interpreted as "I am interested in you".

The firmament urged him: "Speak."

He Jueyun raised his hand and said, "You wait."

The firmament said thoughtfully: "You hurry up."

He Jueyun pointed at her: "You put your feet down first."

The firmament put the legs down, inevitably, it was numb. She thumped her with her hand, still staring at the other person, urging the man in front of her to reply quickly.

He Jueyun felt a little unfair.

When he confessed, the firmament ignored him, and even found excuses perfunctory. Why does he have to cooperate fully now that she has changed herself?

He Jueyun seemed to have a glass rod stirring in his head. He tried to think with a little bit of reason, and after hard exploration, he successfully found out what he wanted to say.

He Jueyun raised his head, fearing that she could not hear her clearly, and said every word very carefully: "From a secular point of view, you are climbing high, because I am very rich."

"I'm also very smart. I'm a huge smart." The sky answered the thief quickly. "The genetic modification will benefit the generations and will ensure that your wealth will be passed on for so long? So you earned it."

He Jueyun: ...?

He Jueyun gritted his teeth and said: "Can you stop being so reluctant? Can you let me do it first?!"

"Fine." Qiu Cang sighed and said indulgently, "Go ahead."

He Jueyun brewed for a while, wanting to say, from a secular point of view...how, but you are in the most unworldly corner of my heart...turning his head to the heavenly sky with a helpless and proud face, he found himself saying Not going down.

He is gone.

He Jueyun frustrated: "Forget it, I have nothing to say."

The firmament asked: "So what?"

"Okay, what else?" He Jueyun said sullenly, "what else do you say? Can I still get the certificate right away?"

"That's great, you are willing to work today." The firmament took his arm and led him out of the rest room, "I want to sweep Jiang Ling's tomb. As a family member, let's go together?"

He Jueyun numbly said: "Oh."

When the two came to the entrance of the hospital, Qiu Cang reacted.

She looked at He Jueyun with a slightly regretful expression and asked, "Did I interrupt the reading of your skill bar?"

He Jueyun's face trembled: "...I thank you."

The firmament said modestly: "It's not necessary. It's nothing."

He Jueyun almost took a sip at her, thinking that the relationship between the two had just been established, and they couldn't stand the twists and turns, so he forcibly endured. He held the firmament's hand and put it in his pocket without any doubt, while staring straight ahead, pretending to be natural. It's just that the ears are slightly red.

Soon, Fan Huai's car stopped in front of them, and the window lowered to signal them to come up.

They sat in the back seat together, and in the front row was the taciturn girl. Fan Huai's expression improved a lot. He saw the hands between the two and smiled, and tentatively called, "Master?"

He Jueyun was immediately pleased by a single word from him. If Fan Huai was an employee of Sanyao, He Jueyun could double his salary on the spot.

The vehicle started steadily and drove through the streets to a suburban cemetery.

Halfway through, Qiu Cang called out: "Fan Huai."

The person in the driver's seat leaned on the window and responded lazily: "Huh?"

"Do you have any plans? The teacher will assign you work." Qiu Cang said, "You need to learn a little professional skills to match your abilities. Normally, there is no need to work overtime, the work intensity is moderate, there are multiple vacations each year, and you can easily pass one million years. "

Fan Huai became more energetic and smiled: "Really?"

Qiu Cang said and glanced at He Jueyun, then nodded and said, "Yes, let me walk through the back door."

He Jueyun heard the words and thought for a moment.

There is such a subtle feeling, but it is hard to say.

After an hour, everyone arrived at the cemetery.

The white flowers were placed in front of the tombstone, and the petals were slightly shaking with the gentle wind.

Fan Huai knelt on the ground and kowtowed religiously.

He didn't know what to say, so he kept touching the words on the tombstone with his hands. It seemed that this could convey her peace to her.

Qiu Cang stood behind Fan Huai and said with mixed feelings: "I brought people back for you."

At that moment, it seemed that all the stones had fallen to the ground, and all the fallen leaves had returned to their roots. There is no more weight on her shoulders.

The woman on the tombstone's eyebrows were as gentle as ever. She looked at the few people with a small smile, her smile turned into the warm autumn sun.

Fan Huai got up again and walked to Fan An's tomb. He lowered his head, his tone was sad and gentle, as if whispering in his ear: "An An, brother, I'm sorry...I'm late. How will my next life be? My next life will definitely be number one. Found you..."

Many people who have been hurt want to use the so-called tomorrow to forget the tragic past, but in fact, all tomorrow bears the mark of yesterday. It is the footprints stained with blood step by step that will stand here today. To deny the past is to deny yourself desperately.

Life may be a path that cannot be turned back or avoided. Even if you need to overcome thorns and thorns, wading through the mountains and fire, you must keep moving forward.

I wish you peace. A wanderer running around.

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The main line is over here~ okay~