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Terayama died.

The embarrassment of the foreign government in Beicheng turned into anger, which was used to vent on the coalition government, making the bully and fearful of the latter a lot of "criminal crimes".

They understand that the current peace is made of paper, and sooner or later their foreign masters will find an excuse to light a fire, and the death of Terayama is too much like a "fuse", which makes their hearts suddenly hang from the mediocrity. stand up.

After the rain in Huai City, the sunny day gradually emerged from the cloudy clouds, and the ensuing heat and humidity penetrated into the bones of the people, making people panic.

The fables of the old people are all connected with the destiny, and the native people raise their old eyes to look at the erratic thin clouds, and feel some breath of wind and rain.

"We are going to fight the foreigners again, we just need an opportunity, there are not many peaceful days..."

The cars on the road did not stop because of such "unfounded worries" remarks, and anecdotes and anecdotes still prevailed in the newspapers-Huaishi is still the usual Huaishi.Only when you pass by the tea and rice tavern and listen to it, can you hear the worries and sighs of the ordinary people.

"This is not just a matter of paying for life. If Sishan died here, foreign governments have to make excuses for whatever they say, at least cutting off a piece of meat in Huai City."

The guest drank a pot of wine and sighed, "Why can't these useless things in Huai City, like Beicheng, break away from the coalition government that is in name only, and fight foreign devils?"

The companion hissed, and reprimanded softly: "What do you dare to say here, keep your voice down."

Uncle Wang said: "It's not the same... The head of the foreign government is stationed in Huai City, and can directly instruct the Huai City government to handle things for him, while other places, Fulin, Wuzhou, Beicheng... are all managed by the coalition government. The puppets are here to pull the strings to control it. It is the most difficult for Huai City to get rid of them."

The companion looked around and said, "If you talk about these things like this again, I will leave."

The guest hummed: "Don't talk, don't talk about it, can't you?"

The companion nodded at the table and said helplessly: "Why did you drag Yu Yao to the government? Don't we just talk about him?"

"Isn't he a member of the Papa Society? It's not just a simple murder. How can it not involve politics?"

The guest was puzzled: "The same robe club? When did you find out that he is the same robe club?"

"Didn't you read the latest newspaper today? It said that the evidence was found in his school, and he recruited himself to avoid torture," Uncle Wang suddenly lowered his voice, and the people at the same table subconsciously leaned over their heads when they saw this. Go, and said, "My son has a good relationship with him. He has long been asking me about a fellow member named Wu who was arrested. At that time, I guessed that there was something wrong with his identity. The newspaper probably said that It has to be real."

The guest said: "Well, then is there room for him to maneuver? It's a pity to be sentenced to death like this."

"What do you regret a murderer doing?"

"Don't talk about other things, isn't Terayama's death a great joy?" The guest ate melon seeds, threw the skins into the fruit plate containing garbage, and said, "Besides, he didn't do it himself, and the newspaper said it was just an accomplice of the murderer. '."

The companion said: "If it is really said that he killed someone with his own hands, I really doubt it. A university professor, an intellectual, suddenly stabbed someone, no matter what happened, it was unexpected. He was planning to kill someone with a knife. I didn't say... ...that's what people who read the book can do."

"Anyway, he will go to the execution ground in three days. How you analyze it now is your fault."

"Ha ha……"

The guest hesitated a bit, and said: "Didn't his students collectively write a letter saying that he was innocent? The disciples must know the teacher's conduct best. In case... there is a grievance."

"You can't look at the appearance, you have to talk about the evidence, the witnesses and the physical evidence are conclusive. And even if there is a grievance, he will die as a member of the fellowship club. How do you say that..."

"If you want to add a crime, you can't worry about it."

Xiao Er came to serve wine, and several people grabbed a few handfuls of melon seeds from the plate to cover up. Xiao Er smiled and said "Guests take it easy" and walked away, and the conversation slowly resumed.

"Did the Xu family not protect him? He encouraged people to fight against the foreign government before, isn't it because the Xu family is behind him that they are safe and sound until now."

Uncle Wang drank a cup of wine and said: "It's probably not guaranteed. Yu Yao has been in the interrogation room for two days and Xu Zhenping has not seen him. Besides, why is the Xu family still protecting him? Tell the coalition government that their family is a colleague Would you be an accomplice?"

"Who told Yu Yao to have an accident after Xu Zhenping suppressed the 'Fire Thief' public opinion? Now it's all right, and it won't make up for it. I guess the coalition government's questioning telegrams are not enough for Chief Xu to drink a pot."

"Then Yu Yao must die."

A group of people filled their glasses with empty wine and slapped the table to seal the case.

"Guarantee."

……

Xu House.

When Chen Yansong came here, there were many servants guarding the living room.Everyone has nervous expressions, as if they are on duty.

The butler stepped forward to greet him and said, "You are here, does the master want to bring something?"

Chen Yansong said: "No, I just came to see if An Rong and Zhi Yuan are here."

The butler sighed and said, "The madam went out early in the morning, and the young master...is locked in the room."

"...How about Zhiyuan?"

"Master has issued a death order, and he cannot be allowed to step out of this Xu residence. We have been guarding here day and night for the past few days," said the housekeeper, "Young master has not eaten or watered for two days, and he still has the strength to make a fuss a few days ago. , There is no movement today. You must let the master go home and have a good talk with the young master, I am afraid that his health will suffer if this continues."

Chen Yansong rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Where is he locked up?"

The housekeeper took him to Xu Zhiyuan's room and unlocked the door.Chen Yansong didn't see anyone, but he saw a mess in the room, and there were pieces of cups and bowls on the ground. He couldn't find a place to stay for a long time, when he heard a faint and hoarse voice from inside: "Xu Zhenping asked you to come?"

The voice came from Xu Zhiyuan buried in the messy desk.

Chen Yansong saw his dark eyes clearly, put a cup of warm water in front of him, finally found a neat place to sit down, and said, "Zhiyuan, listen to my advice..."

Xu Zhiyuan moved his chapped lips and said, "How is Yu Yao?"

He was locked up at home with no news, he only knew that Yu Yao was involved in the murder case, and he didn't know anything about the rest.

Chen Yansong's eyelashes drooped, and he said in silence for a long time: "The crime has been convicted, and the death penalty will be executed immediately. In order to prevent long nights and dreams, Mr. Yu will be executed in three days' time."

The disbelief on Xu Zhiyuan's face gradually turned into anger. He stood up suddenly, and the water glass that had just been placed on the table was thrown into pieces again.

"Yu Yao didn't kill the person, where did the crime come from? What the hell did Xu Zhenping do? Where is his justice!"

Chen Yansong rubbed the water stains on his trousers, and said, "Even if there are other secrets, it's useless. Mr. Yu has already personally admitted his identity as a fellow robe."

Xu Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, and said, "What."

"I'm sorry Zhiyuan, but I can't say too much. I know you can't make it up. Although An Rong is still insisting on appealing, this time, even the master... is really powerless."

After a long time, Xu Zhiyuan made a trembling voice and asked, "Are they interrogating Yu Yao?"

Chen Yansong was silent, and was about to get up, when Xu Zhiyuan stumbled over something, stepped forward and grabbed Chen Yansong's arm, and said angrily, "Let me out, I want to see him."

"Calm down and go far."

"You tell Xu Zhenping, if something happens to Yu Yao in that rotten place, I won't live."

Looking at his expression, Chen Yansong knew that he was not joking, but instead felt sullen.

"Xu Zhiyuan," Chen Yansong's tone was not very harsh, but his sentences were harsh, he said, "your parents supported you until you were 19 years old. Do you think you are very brave and have a lot of face when you say that you want to seek life and death for the love of your children?"

"I understand the truth," Xu Zhiyuan laughed suddenly, and he said, "But if Yu Yao died because of this incident, I don't know what fairness and justice are, and I don't know how this fucking rotten place can accommodate What a bright future for me."

There was no sunlight in the room, only a faint light leaked from the gap in the curtains, and when the curtains moved slightly, he swayed.

"You think this is a political conspiracy, but there are people who are different—you can ask the students of Zhiming, they believe in justice so firmly, but if they see Teacher Yu being persecuted to death, you group of 'rulers' still What face do they have to fight for the fairness and justice of the dog day, regardless of sacrifice?"

"I used to be short-sighted, and I couldn't see those so-called ideals and beliefs at all. If Yu Yao hadn't come to teach me a year ago, I still wouldn't be able to see anything. I have always followed him. He died, you come Tell me what the fuck is the way forward?"

"Xu Zhenping, Dong Jianshu, and you, Uncle Chen. Those of you who can control the power of life and death, but are still taking advantage of your own interests, are the most shameless to judge me and them."

Chen Yansong remained silent and looked at him without blinking.He thought that Xu Zhiyuan was just playing the young master's temper, capricious and doing whatever he wanted.But now I understand that he is the son of Xu's family after all, not a stunned young man ignorant of the world.

"You can't talk about Zhenping like that." Chen Yansong could only reply in this way. He looked at the ground with a complicated expression, and said with ambiguous meaning, "...Forget it, it's good to have an idea, and you can think it over carefully." After finishing speaking , he tugged at the hem of his clothes, and walked out lightly.

Xu Zhiyuan heard the sound of the door closing, and overturned the only standing table in front of him. Books and papers were scattered all over the floor, all of which were soaked by the water on the ground.

He saw a notebook open, and on the white paper were pasted many small pieces of paper that he had cut out, all of which were Yu Yao's handwriting and name.

He picked up the book, his messy hair hanging down to cover his sight, he sat down in a daze, staring at the contents in a daze.

Suddenly, his fingers touched something cold, and he turned around to see that there was a key, a bullet...and a pair of pistols where Chen Yansong was sitting.

……

In front of the Ministry of Industry and Bureau, people stood silently.The judgment notice with portraits posted on the bulletin board is small and absurd in front of this group of people.

Patrols and guards were presumably ordered to ignore this quiet plea.

The little flower seller was still wearing an adult's large beret, and there were still remaining roses in her bag. She saw this scene when she passed by, so she stopped her jumping steps and stopped for a long time in front of the bulletin board, tiptoeing, looking up. .

She who had just learned to read some difficult words read those sentences word by word.

He asked a big brother in the crowd and said, "Why is this man going to be executed three days later?"

Xia En woke up with a start, looked down, and saw the little girl.

"Is he a bad guy?" she asked.

"No," Sean parted his lips and said tremblingly, "he did the right thing."

"Then he's a good guy."

"Ah."

"Why do good people get shot?"

Xia En couldn't talk to each other. After standing for a long time, he realized that today the sky was blue and the sun was shining so brightly that he couldn't open his eyes.

The little girl looked at Xia En who was silent, and didn't continue to ask.

She left, and before she left, she plucked a dewy bright red rose from her bag, quietly and gently, and placed it in front of the bulletin board.