I saw the man sitting in the back seat smiled awkwardly, and then apologized repeatedly. After a few minutes, the middle-aged driver gradually regained his composure. The car started again. Driving on the road, suddenly the man sitting in the back seat

The person spoke:

"Basically no one can spot me pretending to be a ghost, but why can you tell at a glance that I'm a living person?"

Hearing his words, I turned my head, and then I realized that he was a young man. He looked young, in his early twenties at most. To be honest, I do have a way to identify whether it is a real ghost or a fake one.

Yes, but I couldn’t tell him this method. After thinking about it for a while, I slowly spoke:

"I guessed."

He suddenly became even more unbelievable. After observing me for a while, he suddenly asked for my contact information. Without thinking much, I gave him my phone number. Not long after, the car was at my house.

I stopped on the road in front of me. After paying the fare and getting out of the car with my suitcase in my arms, I walked towards my rental house. I went upstairs and opened the door. The room was exactly the same as when I left.

There was nothing extra on the coffee table or on the sofa.

I breathed a sigh of relief and put the cardboard box in my arms on the coffee table. I glanced at the time on the wall clock hanging on the wall. Without stopping too much, I locked the door again and went downstairs. When I walked out

When I was walking down the corridor, I discovered that the middle-aged driver's taxi was still parked on the side of the road and had not driven away.

When I walked to the taxi, I saw the young man sitting in the back seat waving his hand to me and motioning for me to sit in the passenger seat. When I opened the door, I heard him say:

"Brother, if you can see through my disguise, I think you must be no ordinary person. By the way, my name is Zhao Quan, I don't know your name yet."

Listening to what he said, I really don't have a good impression of him.

"Uncle Wang Hua, take me to the city detention center."

After hearing what I said, the young man sitting in the back seat did not ask for trouble. The car slowly started and I leaned against the window, but I was thinking about what would happen when I followed the lawyers and reporters to interview Wu Jian.

Something. Just like that, about half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of the detention center. I got out of the car and drove away slowly. At this moment, a girl was standing at the door of the detention center. When she saw me

After getting off the car, she immediately came to greet him.

"Brother Hua, you're here."

The girl in front of me is the trainee lawyer in the firm: Deng Xin. After seeing her, for some reason, I always felt that she might be the most difficult thing for me to face in this matter. When I was in the firm before,

This little girl is particularly lovable because of her lively and cheerful personality. When she first came to the institute, she asked me for advice whenever she encountered any problem, so I had a pretty good impression of her.

After responding, I could only hear her talking about her expectations for the interview later and other things. But at this moment, looking at the traffic passing by on the street, I was not in the slightest mood to listen to what she was saying.

What. Now standing at the door of the detention center, all I can think about is escaping from the next interview. Because I don’t want to see that perverted murderer. Maybe except for the police, everyone else only knows the actions he did, but they don’t

People have really seen those bloody scenes. But I saw those innocent dead in that photo.

Among the dead were even his wife and daughter.

Just when I was stunned, a car stopped in front of me, and a woman and three men got out of the car. One of the three men was the leading lawyer in our firm this time.

One of the other two men was holding a camera, and the other was holding a handbag and a microphone. Only the woman didn't bring anything, but it could be seen from the work badge hanging on her chest that she was this person.

times host.

Wearing a professional suit, light makeup and bright lipstick on her face, her hair was permed into big waves and hanging freely on her shoulders. Her temperament can be said to be very outstanding. And her personality seems to be

But it didn't match her image very well. She walked towards us, turned her head to look at the man behind her, and then said:

"Isn't everyone here yet? Didn't we agree to meet here before ten o'clock? Where are the others?"

After hearing her words, the lawyer leading the team smiled coquettishly, and then said:

"They are already on the way and will be there soon."

After hearing the words of the leading lawyer, the expression of the woman in professional attire softened a lot, but a faint feeling of impatience could still be seen on her face. It didn't take long for everyone to arrive.

The woman walked to the door of the detention center and said a few words to the guard, then turned around and signaled that we could go in. When I walked into the detention center, I had never been here before, so I was full of curiosity about everything here.

After walking through three iron gates, we finally arrived at the place where Wu Jian was imprisoned. It was a small room, and the outside of the small room was covered with a sheet of bulletproof glass. At this moment, Wu Jian was sitting on a table in the center of the room.

He sat on a chair, and his hands and feet were locked, so that he only had a little room for movement on the chair. Several police officers accompanying him also walked in, and then stood on both sides of the bulletproof glass.

After seeing us, I could clearly feel the violence on his face at this moment. The woman and the two men were debugging the equipment next to them, while colleagues in other institutes were discussing in low voices what the man in front of them had committed.

crime. Looking at his familiar face, I saw this face countless times in that diary, but the difference is that at this moment, he is not as high-spirited as in the photos in the diary.

After noticing my gaze, he began to stare at me, as if he was curious that I could still look directly at him after knowing those horrific crimes. But not long after, the look on his face

I became impatient and looked away. At this time, several people standing next to me also adjusted the equipment. They set up the camera and the woman picked up the microphone and began to say:

"Hello Wu Jian, we are going to conduct an interview with you today. I hope you can answer our questions realistically."

When she said this, the woman's eyes were full of disdain for the death row prisoner. Wu Jian, who was opposite him, obviously saw this. Time passed by, but he still didn't want to speak.

"Wu Jian, in order to let more people understand what you are doing, we have been commissioned to interview you. I hope you can cooperate and at least do something for you in your last period of time.

A good thing for the sake of the people.”

"Think about the people? Are you so sure that you must be a righteous person? Let me tell you, in my eyes, you are nothing, or in other words, you are just a group of evil wolves wearing hypocritical masks."

I saw Wu Jian's eyes slowly showing contempt, and he looked at us with extremely unfriendly eyes. But the woman seemed not to hear, and continued to ask his question:

"Wu Jian, have you ever regretted doing these things? Why did you do these inhumane things? Do you think the things you did are worthy of the people around you who care about you?"
Chapter completed!