[comprehensive] accumulated gold and bone

"Be sure to leave evidence when prescribing medicine."

With the criminal evidence of the famous Seto Bochen in hand, he is not afraid of overturning the case again.

"You shouldn't have left him alive."

"It's not revenge to torment him," Natsume smiled wryly, "Don't look at Harada like that, she dared not kill him, and I wouldn't let him."

Fuchao nodded in understanding: "I'm leaving."

"Leave tonight?"

"Ah."

"And Naze?"

"Ah."

Now that the matter is over, Natsume doesn't think that Fushou, who gave him the handle, likes Naze. On the contrary, if Fushou's purpose is to help them further appease Nase and supervise the follow-up, why is it necessary to do this?

"Do you want to go with him?"

"think."

"why?"

"He doesn't charge rent."

Natsume still couldn't laugh at Fuzuo's joke.

"I won't give you the ricin if it's for us."

"As you wish."

Knowing when to take advantage of people and when to take advantage of them is an innate talent in wealth management.The reason why he betrayed Naze to Harada was because he liked Harada's peach wine.

Fuyu's dim and blurred vision became a little clearer, and he turned to Ellie's direction.

"In return, tell me exactly what happened to their tacit agreement not to call the police."

"I just read the story of Little Red Riding Hood to Ellie." Natsume seemed to talk about him, "The big bad wolf came to Little Red Riding Hood's house and wanted to marry her mother. During the day, he held up Little Red Riding Hood's face and said, I will do it." A gentle father. At night, he walked to Little Red Riding Hood's bed, applied anesthesia on her fangs, and gently bit off a piece of her flesh." He paused, "Little Red Riding Hood doesn't hurt, so she thought that gentle The gray wolf drooling over her meat wanted to be her father, so she naively asked everyone who held up her little face - do you want to be my father too?"

Harada couldn't tell, but Meiyue knew the root cause of the tacit understanding between the two parties.

"Harada said it's best not to make a big fuss. Airi is too young to realize it... She told Airi that it was just a dream."

"Disrespectful?"

"She wants to protect Ellie."

"When it's a dream, it doesn't exist anymore?" Fuchao said sarcastically, "She will grow up sooner or later, and it's best to forget it completely. Once she remembers it, the nightmare that was coaxed and ignored will torture her for the rest of her life."

"Of course the justice is to resort to the law, but if she is not made public, she still has a chance to be forgotten. If she is made public, she will always be a typical case. She has to face so many things, and she still has the label of a victim that cannot be shaken off. Who wants to be a victim for the rest of her life? What about it?" Natsume said with a sigh, "Who can force them to go public with dignity, tear open their wounds and contribute to society."

Is it easier to heal the wound by covering it?The rich reward did not ask about the exit.

"Harada secretly revealed to Ms. Naze that if there was no result, she would do it herself."

Natsume felt that he needed to explain, and also felt that he believed in rich rewards and confided.

"I was very surprised when I saw Ms. Naze for the first time. It was not at all what I imagined. I thought that a woman who indulged her husband like that would be cowardly and inferior, but I found that she was just too selfish." Natsume said because of bad things about others , I felt a bit hot after knowing it, "I used to be a good person, I believed in the law and justice, now I follow the rules I believe, right and wrong, I don't think about it."

"The law cannot represent justice in essence, and nothing can represent justice, not even God." Fuchou said, "The law is just a crude tool to maintain order with a little bit of justice."

Natsume remained silent, Fuzuo couldn't see his expression clearly, let alone his reaction.

……

Ricin' Tonase got his hands on it for a while, but Mizuki watched closely.She found an authoritative doctor to treat him after negotiating confidentiality, and basically took care of him herself, seldom using servants to help, and gave up the usual boring hobbies, wholeheartedly, as if no one else was there.

If she persisted, the rich would be very admired, but two days later she hired two nurses, and then only limitedly stepped into Yamada's room on the third floor that smelled of strange medicine.

Since Mizuki wasn't much affected, Naze didn't need to take drastic measures, and returned to her old habits, as if the extra patients in the family were just a cultural ornament that required a lot of money to maintain.

From summer to autumn, Naze had Fusao undergo a diagnosis. The most exaggerated one said he might have five years to live, another said he had fifty years.Rich pay intermittent negative treatment, health status is the same before and after, eyesight and neurasthenia are not getting better.

During the period, the treatment had a positive effect on Qiuyue. He regained a little consciousness. Although he lost weight, his sluggish appearance was irreversible. The slack face was like a small denomination banknote that was crumpled after falling into a cesspit. .The language function has not yet been restored, but it is enough to make Mizuki ecstatic.

But the fact is that the negative emotions of the patient whose situation has plummeted are terrible. His perception of Meiyue has obviously not changed because of love, and he has great opinions on the current situation.

Because his mobility is limited to one room, he mainly confronts and destroys everything in the room. Everyone who appears in front of him is his enemy, and Mizuki who appears in front of him is his wife-killing enemy.

However, the more intense his reaction was, the more Mizuki couldn't help but love him. Of course, the condition of love was to be accompanied by two strong nurses.

Nase regretted not doing it earlier.

Recently, Qiuyue has missed a few sessions of treatment due to the expansion of the range of anger. Meiyue came to visit him and only slightly rolled her eyes and drooled at the corners of her mouth. This much more relaxed attitude made Meiyue feel better. Will be happy too.

There were not many people invited to the banquet, and Miyue only knew half of them, but she was able to do well in the living room of this kind of reception, and the guests who came were polite and kind. Feeling guilty, he was soon infected by the atmosphere, and his senses overwhelmed everything else.

A group of people are divided into several small circles to talk about business, the market, current affairs, and exchange opinions from time to time. What they talk about will definitely benefit people who pay attention to that field. The current rich reward is hypnosis.

Someone I knew in the past whispered a few words to Fuchao, probably congratulating him on his entrance into the house and turning away from being a guest.

Hearing that rich people are lazy and enthusiastic, she poured the wine in her hand on her shoes and left the banquet with an excuse. Seeing this, Meiyue handed her a handkerchief and asked him in a low voice: "Help me check the lock on the third floor door. ."

Of course Fuchou was willing to do his service, and he stepped up to the third floor. Someone must have specially ordered not to turn on the lights. The door of Qiuyue's room was silent in the dark, and Fuchou turned the doorknob and locked it.For fear of arousing suspicion, the nurse was not there.

Fu Chou turned around and went downstairs, the door behind him had a crack, and no light came through.

The stove downstairs is warming the tea, the lights are brightly lit, talking and laughing, Meiyue is immersed in this atmosphere, she feels that there is no noble or cute person present, life should be so beautiful.In a blink of an eye, she met the obsessive gaze of a young man who was accompanying her father to the banquet. She blushed and stopped looking at him, but her mood got better.

But all the good things disappeared when there was a sound on the third floor. The sound sounded staggering, and it was getting closer. Meiyue said calmly to have a look.

Fufu passed her by, and returned to the living room. After a while, there was a piercing scream from upstairs. Everyone in the living room listened as if they were being choked. Containing hatred and malice, it is difficult to tell whether it is a human or a beast.

The sound disappeared, and Mizuki didn't go downstairs until the guests were about to leave.

For some reason, Naze, the center of the banquet, was nowhere to be found. It was still Fufu's way of smoothing things out, seeing off the guests. Won't be here for long.

The servant cleaned the living room, Fuchou went up to the third floor and found Meiyue on the terrace.

She leaned against the railing, staring into the distance with tearless eyes.

"Why didn't you go back, everyone didn't wait for you."

"Qiuyue, Meiyue, we got engaged on the night of the full moon, it's not happy at all."

She looked at the endless moonless ink-stained sky without looking back.

"We had good times. He remembered all the big and small anniversaries, and made small gifts for me. Everyone blessed our union. I felt that when he was with me, we were the center of the world and the happiest people. I found the full meaning of life."

"I want to say that it wasn't him at that time, nor him and you. It was only because of your extraordinary beauty that people cast such admiring and blessing eyes."

Rich people can appreciate the beauty of a woman very much.It is also a self-hypnotic love, which is different from Nanase Ren who had to reshape herself after being broken. She soaked in the sincere shamelessness and amazing emptiness in the drunken and golden fan.

"Don't you understand this today, so you are embarrassed to ask me Xingshi?"

Mizuki knew about the door lock, but she didn't know what to do.

The moment Qiuyue was about to be exposed, she still remembered the feeling of blood rushing to her head, and the emotion she showed at that time was definitely not love.

She regretted it, although she didn't say it, on the one hand, Qiuyue's attitude towards her was worse than before, which really chilled her heart; Back to him, some of them were too stubborn to step down from the stage.

"I care too much about what others think," she sighed. "It's time to live for myself."

Fuchao didn't listen to her carefully, his mind was very distracted.

It's strange, he forgot the partner's name, but he remembers Nanase Ren, Pengci's Nishino...he remembers all the parties in the world, especially Meihui, he always thinks of her recently.

Her voice, handwriting, eyes, and the white skirt with trousers inside, the inappropriate scene of getting along jumped out, and he was so disturbed that he had to start to reflect.

In fact, she didn't even believe what Fushou said when evaluating her works, but she believed it.She was suppressed and lacked self-esteem. At that time, he was arrogant in his bones, full of bad habits and shameless lies.After all, he is a man from a patriarchal society, and the condescending book review is actually someone who criticizes her. He has neither understood her book nor respected her.

He doesn't really love her, it's the desire to control, the desire to destroy, and his utterly boring guilt.She is the one who is true to her hypocritical love, pretends that she has lost a lot, and then continues on her journey with peace of mind.

As a man, ruining a woman is so natural, he is no different from Kuroro, not even as honest as him.

Thinking of this, Fuchao couldn't help laughing.

When Meiyue heard Fuchu's smile, she suddenly turned around from embarrassment.

"What are you laughing at?"

Fuchao looked at her without any thought.

"People should live for themselves. I don't advocate this, because that's the way it is."

Fuchao doesn't love anyone, and doesn't love himself, but he is still self-righteous and self-righteous.

"Most people are actually selfish and don't know it. They think they care too much about other people's feelings." Before Miyue could refute, Fuchao knew what she was going to say, "If you think about it carefully, caring about other people's feelings and caring about others' opinions are the same What's the matter?"

She choked up and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Do you think it's credible for me to guide you in life like this? At most, I know what's wrong."

Fu Chou turned and went downstairs.time to go.