Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

The next day is the day of court.

Chu Mingcheng rarely had a good sleep yesterday, and he felt refreshed when he got up. He also specially applied for a shave to try to maintain a tidy image.

He firmly believed that his sister must have hired a top lawyer for him, so that he could save a few years of jail time.

However, the police at the detention center informed him that the court hearing had been postponed because the procuratorate had received new criminal evidence.

Chu Mingcheng was still confused until he was taken to the interrogation room.

"Look at these photos, do they look familiar?" the policeman said with a frosty face. This was the first time he had seen such a cruel person in his more than 20 years as a police officer.

He looks like a gentle young man, but what he does behind the scenes is outrageous.

The trial of Song Lanruo's arson case was continuously postponed due to the serious illness of the principal offender. The police did not expect that this "serious illness" was actually deliberately caused by the Chu family, who wanted to abuse her while she was being treated in the hospital.

"This is..." Chu Mingcheng looked at the photos on the table. The thin girl was covered in cuts and bruises, with not a single intact skin on her body.

Isn't this the photo he sent to Chu Wanying after he abused Song Lanruo?

How did these photos get into the hands of the police?

"You should know very well how her injuries came about, right? Tell me." the policeman asked sternly.

"I..." Chu Mingcheng pondered for a while and decided to play dumb, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" the police officer snorted coldly, "you always know that you will be given leniency if you confess and you will be punished severely if you resist, right? You still haven't understood the situation. The evidence we have now is very sufficient, including photos, videos and crime tools. Let's Please explain clearly, it’s for your own good!”

Chu Mingcheng panicked for a moment and hesitated for a long time before saying, "I didn't want to do this, it was someone else who instigated me, my sister Chu Wanying, she..."

"It seems you are still uncooperative. We have given you a chance, so don't regret it." The policeman shook his head, "Illegal detention, torture, and death. You are also a highly educated person and understand the meaning of these words. Bar?"

"What... caused death?" Chu Mingcheng was stunned. Who died, Song Lanruo?

"No, misunderstanding, I didn't kill her! I may have participated in other things, but the last time I went to see her, she was still alive and well. How dare I kill someone? The murderer is definitely not me!" Chu Mingcheng He argued in a panic.

"You still have the nerve to say that? Do you think today's medical skills are really so superb that they can save a person from near death three or four times? You are simply crazy! Even if she broke the law, she should be convicted by the court, not arbitrarily You torture her!" the policeman reprimanded sternly, "A little girl who is only sixteen years old has extremely severe burns and has been abused by you for two months. How many lives does she have?"

Chu Mingcheng grabbed the scattered photos on the table and rummaged through them quickly.

"It's not this one, it's not this one, where did it go? I saw it just now..."

Finally, Chu Mingcheng found the photo he wanted. With trembling fingers, he pointed at Song Lanruo's closed eyes, "Look, she had already passed away when this photo was taken."

"So?" the policeman asked impatiently.

"But she was still alive before I went to prison, which means I was in prison when she died, so I was not her murderer! I am not a murderer!" He explained excitedly, but the policeman's face was full of helplessness.

"Chu Mingcheng, she died of extensive infection and organ failure, which were caused by your abuse. Do you understand?" the policeman said calmly.

"I..." Chu Mingcheng was speechless for a moment. He looked blankly at the photo and then at the police, "I didn't want to kill her. I really didn't want to kill her. I just wanted to avenge my sister. It was her The one who bullied my sister first, and those torture methods were all imagined by Chu Wanying, she asked me to do it..."

He kept repeating "I didn't kill anyone", "It's all her fault", "I'm not a murderer", over and over again, like a broken tape recorder.

The policeman said "tsk" and took him back to the dormitory.

Seeing that he was still holding the photo tightly in his hand, the policeman pulled it, but only tore off a corner.

"Forget it, it's just a photo, leave it to him." The policeman thought.

Chu Mingcheng stared blankly at the photo in his hand. When Song Lanruo died, she was not lying on the bed, but curled up in a corner. She hugged herself tightly with her right hand and put her left hand weakly on the wall, making the snow white There are a few more bright red dots on the wall.

The more Chu Mingcheng looked at the red dots, the more they looked like a line of words. He brought the photo close to his eyes and identified it carefully.

The blood stains were of different colors, making the handwriting very blurry. Maybe she wrote two strokes today and lost consciousness due to pain, so she could only make up for three more strokes tomorrow.

Even though she didn't have much waking time every day, she still persisted and finished writing this sentence before her death.

Chu Mingcheng knew Song Lanruo's life experience. She had no father or mother, and her dependent sister also passed away. What did she want to leave behind?

Is it a curse on the Chu family, or is it the longing for my sister?

But what she wrote was, "Brother, the camellias are blooming."

In an instant, Chu Mingcheng felt as if someone had given him a blow on the head, which shocked his whole body with a numb feeling of electric shock. At the same time, the sweet voice of the girl echoed in his ears.

Camellia blooms in winter and spring, and people's love is mostly given to the cold plum blossoms that stand proud of the snow and frost, or the colorful peach blossoms that bloom in early spring, but Chu Wanying prefers camellias.

She rarely mentioned that she liked camellias, but Chu Mingcheng only found out about it when he accidentally saw her stopping in front of the camellias.

"The flower language of camellia is humility and nobility. If others know that I like camellia, they will definitely laugh at me." Chu Wanying said embarrassingly.

Camellia is a secret that only the two of them know. Why does Song Lanruo know it?

Thinking again of "Chu Wanying" whose temperament changed drastically after the arson case, the answer is readily apparent.

The person who endured his inhumane torture was the real Chu Wanying, and the person who asked him to take photos of the abuse and handed the photos to the police was Song Lanruo.

How could Song Lanruo hire a top lawyer for herself? She just wanted to see herself happily living in expectation before pushing herself into the abyss.

It wasn't until this moment that Chu Mingcheng realized that he was wrong and they were all wrong.

Relying on his good life experience, ignoring the law, and even thinking that he can do whatever he wants to hurt others, he will only end up reaping the consequences.

That night, Chu Mingcheng deliberately took a cold shower.

A few hours later, he tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand and called out to the prison guard on duty: "Corrector, I feel a little uncomfortable. I seem to have a fever."

The prison guard glanced at him suspiciously, and seeing that his face was burning red, he approved him to go to the infirmary.

The doctor inquired about his symptoms and said, "Put the thermometer under your arm and give it to me in five minutes."

There were four thermometers soaked in alcohol in the basin. Chu Mingcheng stuffed all the thermometers into his mouth and bit the mercury column at the front.

0.2g of mercury can reach a lethal dose. The total of four mercury pills has already exceeded 1g. He will definitely die.