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Sang Feiwan looked at him coldly - this pitiful and hateful murderer.

"Even if your wife is wrong, why do you take your anger out on others? What qualifications do you have to presume to decide someone else's life or death?"

"For example, Bai Moli, although she chose this line of work because she was afraid of hardship, even if it is immoral, it is not a capital crime!"

"As for the last victim, you only know that she worked as a masseuse behind her husband's back, but you don't know that her husband has passed away, and she has a young child and a mother-in-law who has to take medicine all year round. Under the heavy burden, she had no choice but to choose to embark on that path of prostitution."

"She didn't want people to know about her family's situation, so she announced that her husband was still alive. She originally wanted to make more money, and when her child was older and her mother-in-law's health was better and she didn't need such high expenses, she would go back to her hometown and open a barber shop to earn some money, so that she could watch her child grow up in peace."

"But that unfortunate woman didn't live to see the day she was reunited with her family, but died tragically in your clutches first!"

"Even if the law wants to execute a criminal, there must be sufficient evidence and a series of cumbersome procedures to convict him. And what about you? You only saw one side of it and sentenced someone to death. You think you are a fair and just person, but you can't even see through the truth!"

Zhou Hu was stunned when he heard this: "You said that masseuse...she actually did it for her child and her sick mother-in-law...how could there be such a stupid woman in the world?"

"No, no! Anchor, you must be lying to me! It's impossible, I killed people who deserved to die!"

He couldn't accept that he had killed the wrong person, especially the masseuse, whose husband had already passed away, but she still had to earn money to support her mother-in-law...

In a trance, he remembered the woman crying and begging him before she was killed: "Please don't kill me, I have old people and young children to take care of. If I die, what will they do?"

She was shaking all over and crying miserably. Her tears washed away her makeup, revealing a tired face.

But the man had already fallen into a state of madness at that time. He thought the woman was playing the victim to gain sympathy and did not believe what she said at all.

At this moment, regret came flooding in like a tide.

He held his head and wailed, "Am I wrong? Am I really wrong? But I'm just scared by my mother's ghost. I don't want to hear her cry anymore. I want her to be reincarnated. I want to appease her resentment!"

"Stop giving yourself excuses!"

Zhang Xuexue was so angry that she almost died. When she first heard the man talking about his miserable past, she felt a little sympathetic towards him. But now, she wanted to eat him alive!

"Your mother's ghost is not by your side at all, let alone giving you that kind of dream! You clearly want to kill someone, but you put the blame on your mother. Your mother is really pitiful, raising a useless son who didn't enjoy happiness during his lifetime and was implicated after his death!"

"You're talking nonsense!" As it concerned his own mother, the man even forgot his fear of monsters and said angrily, "My mother cries beside my bed every night, how could her ghost not be by my side? Host! Host, aren't you very capable? Can't you understand yin and yang? Can you find a way to make my mother show up as a spirit, okay? Let her come out and talk to you!"

"Your mother's spirit has long gone." Sang Feiwan said calmly, "Everything is your own psychological suggestion. You want to kill your wife, and you need to find a good reason, so the dream comes from your heart. The self-blame for your mother and the resentment towards your wife are all magnified in your dream. The person you see sitting beside your bed and crying is actually your own subconscious."

"You suggested to yourself that you kill someone, so you killed your wife."

"But after your wife died, you still felt resentful, so you took your anger out on others. You thought those women who wore revealing clothes and worked in the gray area were fickle and damnable women. So you killed them one after another."

If Sang Feiwan and Zhang Xuexue had not appeared in time tonight, Bai Moli would have been killed.

"Is it my psychological hint? Isn't it my mother who is pestering me?" The man was stunned for a long time, and suddenly broke down and burst into tears.

He was still crying until the police showed up and he was taken into the police car.

I just don't know whether he is sad about the severe punishment he will soon face from the law, or crying for the person he wrongly killed.

When she returned, Zhang Xuexue had already changed into her own sports car. The car that she originally used for "fishing" was "borrowed" by her using a special method, and now it has been returned to its original owner.

The Barbie pink convertible sports car was particularly conspicuous on the quiet road at midnight, attracting the attention of a group of dandies on motorcycles on the side of the road. Some of them whistled, and a few others chased after it on motorcycles.

Zhang Xuexue frowned: "This world is so absurd, some people cry, some people laugh. Tragedy and comedy coexist, demons and idiots coexist!"

As she spoke, she stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and with a huge roar, she left the young people on motorcycles behind her far behind.

"A bunch of newbies, you want to catch up with my car? Idiots!"

The evening breeze blew, lifting the long hair of the two goddesses in the car, making it fly freely.

Sang Feiwan looked through the rearview mirror and saw those motorcyclists still chasing after him unwillingly: "Another group of second-generation rich people who don't know the seriousness of the situation. It reminds me of Bai Jun. He used to race cars outside. Once he flipped over and almost became a vegetable."

Zhang Xuexue asked: "Bai Jun has had such an embarrassing incident before? He is alive and well now, without any sequelae. Did you help him?"

Sang Feiwan nodded.

Speaking of Bai Jun, Zhang Xuexue remembered something: "By the way, Wanwan, do you think Bai Jun likes me?"