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It has been three days since the incident, and Jin Zhou still hasn't recovered.

Ever since Ren Wenli told him at the entrance of the hospital that Yang Shiyu was caught in the propeller and unfortunately died, his time had stopped at that moment.

God didn't hear his prayer, and took away his only support.

Jin Zhou has already experienced the loss of a close relative once.Now again, he didn't become proficient at all, the wound that had finally healed was cut again, the pain was so painful that he was about to lose consciousness.

As the days passed, Jin Zhou lost weight a little bit. He couldn't feel emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, and his whole body gradually became numb.

"Brother Jin, you..." Sun Yi looked at Jin Zhou unbearably, "Why don't you rest at home?"

Jin Zhou put on his black coat slowly, and looked at Sun Yi blankly: "How can I not go to his funeral?"

Jin Zhou is not a relative of Yang Shiyu, and he is not even qualified to take away the ashes.

The unit took the lead in organizing the funeral for Yang Shiyu, which was held in the court hall where he worked.

Obviously Jin Zhou was the closest person around Yang Shiyu, but he could only attend Yang Shiyu's funeral as an ordinary friend like an outsider.

"Jin Zhou, are you okay?" Ren Wenli, wearing a police uniform, came to a corner of the hall from the crowd.

Jin Zhou's eyes were always fixed on the huge photo in front of the hall. The man in the photo was dignified and solemn, wearing a black robe with a balance badge representing a judge pinned to his chest. The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose did not affect his mood at all handsome.

This man has left him.

Jin Zhou thought of it in a daze.

He can no longer feel his warmth, can no longer intentionally make him angry, can no longer call his wife in front of his face...

"Jin Zhou?" Ren Wenli called again.

"I'm fine." Jin Zhou twitched the corners of his mouth, looked away and asked, "Did Wang Hetai plead guilty?"

"The evidence is there, and he has to admit it." Ren Wenli exhaled, and said with a little emotion, "Fortunately, you recorded the video, and Judge Yang also recorded the audio, but his mobile phone was soaked in water and he couldn't get it. repair."

"I'd rather not record it." Jin Zhou interrupted Ren Wenli in a murmur.

Looking back on what happened on New Year's Eve, what Jin Zhou regretted most was turning on the phone video.

He could have just thrown the phone down to attract Wang Hetai's attention, but because he subconsciously recorded the video when he heard the conversation between the two, he always felt that the phone was such an important thing that he didn't think of it at all. You can also throw your phone down.

Or, it doesn't matter if you don't throw the phone, he can stand up and call out Wang Hetai's name the moment Wang Hetai pulls out his gun, giving Yang Shiyu a chance to escape.

Or, instead of attracting Wang Hetai's attention, he should just jump off the top and subdue Wang Hetai.

No, none of this is right. When Yang Shiyu came to his room, he shouldn't have let Yang Shiyu leave.

Thinking of so many possibilities made Jin Zhou's brain ache.

There may be countless moments of regret in a person's life, but there will never be anything in the future that will make Jin Zhou regret like he does now.

"Don't think so much, it will only make yourself uncomfortable." Ren Wenli patted Jin Zhou's shoulder, "You are an important witness in this case now, so you must cheer up."

The closest person was murdered, and he became the only witness—before boarding the boat, Jin Zhou never expected such a result.

Now with his testimony and video, Wang Hetai will never be able to stand up, but he has lost Yang Shiyu, what is the meaning of his future life?

If he could choose again, he would buy a plane ticket and forcefully take Yang Shiyu away on the morning of Yang Shiyu's birthday.As long as Yang Shiyu is still by his side, he doesn't even need to take revenge.

But he knew very well that even if he had such thoughts, Yang Shiyu would never let go of this matter easily.

According to what Ren Wenli said, Yang Shiyu actually has two plans. One is to lure Wang Hetai to take action against Zhao Yan as he told Jin Zhou, and the other is that if the situation changes, he will showdown to Wang Hetai and lure Wang Hetai Shoot him.

The reason for the police to be on standby on the cruise ship in advance is for the occurrence of Plan [-]. On the one hand, it can ensure the safety of Yang Shiyu, and on the other hand, it can arrest Wang Hetai.

Such a plan naturally has certain risks, but in the expectation of Yang Shiyu and the police, as long as Yang Shiyu delays for two or three minutes, the police will be able to arrive at the scene, and the risk factor will not be very high.

However, plans can never keep up with changes.

No one thought that Wang and Tai wanted to deal with Yang Shiyu from the very beginning, even the pistols, fireworks, and location were prepared early.

There was no need for plan two, Wang Hetai took the initiative to show his cards to Yang Shiyu, and within a few tens of seconds, he killed Yang Shiyu.

It is said that the villain dies because of talking too much, but when the villain talks less, there will not be so many successful stories in the world.

"By the way." Ren Wenli probably didn't want Jin Zhou to think too much, so she changed the subject, "I've found out everything you asked me to check before, and there is indeed something wrong with that person."

Jin Zhou was not surprised, and asked in a flat tone: "Family reasons?"

Ren Wenli frowned and said, "It's much more serious than this."

Jin Zhou really couldn't arouse his interest in catching the murderer: "Then close the Internet cafe."

"Are you coming?" Ren Wenli asked, "After all, you found the murderer."

Jin Zhou wanted to say no, but he suddenly thought of something. After a moment of silence, he frowned slightly and said, "I'll go."

After Ren Wenli and Jin Zhou parted, they left Yang Shiyu's funeral.

Jin Zhou still stood where he was, looking at the man in the photo from a distance through the crowd. Sun Yi and Xiao Wu asked him to go to burn incense, but he didn't go, not only because he couldn't do it, but also because he still didn't want to believe this. fact.

"Lawyer Jin." Zhuang Yu appeared next to Jin Zhou in a black suit, holding an inappropriate white envelope in his hand, "Judge Yang asked me to give this to you."

Jin Zhou was stunned, and took the envelope from Zhuang Yu: "When did it happen?"

"Before he went to the cruise ship." Zhuang Yu said.

"He knows there is danger." Jin Zhou immediately understood what the letter in his hand meant, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Suicide note?"

Yang Shiyu was indeed a bitch, and even the suicide note had to be handed over to him.

"It's not a suicide note." Zhuang Yu said, "When he handed it to me, he said that nothing would happen, but just in case...he still has something to say to you."

"He's really thoughtful." Jin Zhou's eyes dimmed, and he took out a piece of white letter paper from the envelope.

I hope you don't read this letter, I'm not ready to say goodbye to you yet.

But if you've seen it, don't blame me.

Familiar handwriting, familiar intonation.

After reading only two lines, Jin Zhou couldn't hold back anymore, and his suppressed emotions erupted like a volcano.

Don't blame him?How can it be?

Not only did he want to complain, he also wanted to spit on Yang Shiyu's grave!

"Lawyer Jin, are you okay?" Zhuang Yu tilted his head slightly, looking at Jin Zhou whose eyes were flushed, "Are you going to see it later?"

"I'm fine." Jin Zhou gritted his back molars, suppressing the sourness rushing to the tip of his nose, "Thank you for passing it on to me."

Zhuang Yu is right, now is not the time to read this letter.

Jin Zhou was afraid that if he watched it any longer, he couldn't help digging Yang Shiyu's grave, dragged him out and slapped him twice.

Why would he do something that cannot be 100% safe?

The enmity of other people's parents has nothing to do with him, and he is so full that he wants to do justice for the sky?

Jin Zhou seemed to have found a good way to vent his emotions, scolding all eighteen generations of Yang Shiyu's ancestors.

But cursing and cursing, he fell into an endless emptiness again, feeling like he couldn't grab anything he wanted to grab.

At 45:[-] in the night, Jin Zhou still had his eyes open.

In the dark and unfamiliar ward, only the sound of the ECG monitor sounded, and the faint light hit Jin Zhou's side face, which seemed a little permeating.

The policeman on duty is guarding the door of the single ward. If Jin Zhou is not mistaken, the policeman should be falling asleep on the chair at this time, just like yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday.

It doesn't matter, because it was Jin Zhou who told the police to sleep and not to care about the situation in the ward.

The single room originally belonged to Luo Xueqing, but at night these days, the person lying on the bed would be replaced by Jin Zhou, just waiting for someone to show up.

The news that Luo Xueqing was about to wake up was true. Someone came to visit during the day, and happened to see the moment Luo Xueqing's eyeballs were moving.

In fact, the doctors were not sure when Luo Xueqing would wake up, but Jin Zhou believed that the wait would not be too long.

Anyway, I couldn't sleep, so I pretended to be Luo Xueqing in the middle of the night, just to make Jin Zhou forget that he should have a warm embrace.

"Squeak—"

The doorknob of the ward was unscrewed without warning at this time, and Jin Zhou, who was idly staring at the ceiling, immediately held his breath.

The footsteps of the visitor were very light, and he should be wearing sneakers. The outside light shone through the glass into the ward, making a black figure reflected on the blue curtain.

The figure was wearing a baseball cap, and Jin Zhou was a little dazed. He actually had an unrealistic idea, hoping that when the curtain was opened, a familiar face would appear in front of him.

But the unrealistic thoughts quickly dissipated, and the figure behind the curtain raised his right hand.

Judging from the lines of the shadow, the visitor was wearing rubber gloves, and he seemed to be fully prepared.

The next moment, the curtain was lifted, and Jin Zhou couldn't see the face of the comer clearly due to the backlight from the angle he was at, but through the rough outline, he also confirmed that the comer was the one he was waiting for.

The hand that lifted the curtain suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the man in black clearly saw Jin Zhou's face under the ECG monitor, and he froze stiffly in place.

Jin Zhou sat up slowly from the bed, and pressed the switch on the wall with his backhand.

The ward suddenly became bright, Jin Zhou looked at the person who was frozen by the bed, and greeted lightly: "You are here, Xie Yao."