Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"Strange, who can you talk to for so long at this time? You don't even answer my call?"

After several phone calls failed to get through, Lin Fangzhou muttered to himself in confusion.

He looked outside the service hall. It was already dark. The street lights at the door illuminated a sea of ​​cameras and heads. Reporters took turns, each with a face that looked sleep deprived, but still high-spirited, making a noisy and indistinct noise like a swarm of mosquitoes in a tropical rain forest.

Same night.

Wen Can sat in the dark carriage, immersed in the shadows. Only the mobile phone held to his ear would occasionally glow when touched, revealing a line of encrypted numbers.

"So, have you really decided to hand him over to the police and let him face the so-called legal trial?"

The sound from the phone only played in his ears, muffled and gloomy.

Wen Can did not answer. His face was slightly lowered, and no expression could be seen.

The voice sneered, "Wen Can, what is the law? I don't think anyone knows it better than a proud child of heaven like you. And you should know that Wen Rong is also a proud child of heaven like you. He has a huge fortune and connections, and even has a father who is no less shrewd than you. How dare you dream of letting the law and society give you justice? When did you become so stupid?"

"Ah..." The voice revealed a tone of sudden enlightenment, "I know, it's Ye Kong, right?"

"..." His eyebrows, which were immersed in the darkness, moved slightly, but he still said nothing.

"Love..." the voice sighed sincerely, "It's normal. Love always makes people lose their minds, give up their principles, and give people the illusion that they can live happily forever, just like your mother. If she hadn't fallen in love with Wen Rong, how could she have ended up like that seven years ago? What is love, Wen Can? I thought we had discussed this issue. Shouldn't you have seen it clearly a long time ago? It's just an illusion, a false appearance. It's just something that will bring disaster to people - I thought this was our consensus, but now, have you changed your mind?"

He was laughing, with a meaningful tone, sneering: "Do you think love is a good thing now? Can you have a different ending from your parents?"

"..." Wen Can finally opened his mouth, his voice calm but slightly hoarse, "I just want to make sure that he will be punished accordingly."

"Hahaha! Deserved punishment?! What is the deserved punishment? The one given by the law, justice, or society? No! That is not the punishment he deserves!" The voice suddenly became louder, gritting his teeth, "The punishment he deserves is to be killed by you, his son, after experiencing all the shame and torture he deserves! He should accept your judgment! Because you have the blood of the dead flowing in your body! The remaining will of Chi Wandao remains in you! You should kill him with your own hands! Just like he personally ordered the killing of his wife! This is the punishment he deserves - I thought this was also the consensus we reached long ago!"

"..." In the darkness, Wen Can's fingers tightened slightly, and he felt the uneven texture on the phone case - he had never used a phone case before, and this one was made by Ye Kong himself for him, just one day ago.

The car was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, but he could imagine the color and temperament of the pattern on the phone case just by touch.

It was a vast ocean, with giant whales flipping over in the sea, dolphins jumping, and in the distance was a pink sunset.

It is very beautiful, the patterns of the waves are extremely arrogant, and the beams of light from the setting sun are unstoppable. You can tell at first glance that it was created by an immortal demon.

He liked it very much the first time he saw it.

As his fingertips touched these lines, Wen Can's throat choked a little: "I have nothing to say."

"..."

The person on the other end seemed to have nothing to say. After a long while, he uttered a nasal sound that was half a smile but contained a hint of anger: "Okay."

As if he didn't want to continue this topic, he changed the topic and said, "Then tell me about your next plan. Why are you so sure that you will win? - Don't think I don't know that you don't have any evidence at all about the case seven years ago."

"He's not mentally ill." Wen Can raised his eyes in the shadows, his eyes were cold, "Even if he is, I will let him face the trial as a mentally healthy person. By then, he will lose this excuse, and his self-admission at the dinner party will become irrefutable evidence. Add to that the case from a year ago, and the charge of economic crime, and he will be punished for multiple crimes. It will be useless even if he denies it."

"Really?" The voice snorted and laughed, "Well, let's wait and see. After all, as a son, I don't want to avenge my mother's tragic death. As an outsider, I can't say anything, but Wen Can."

The voice on the phone lost its smile and reached the darkness along with the radio waves, like a question from hell: "Are you still wearing that hourglass? Or did you take it off a long time ago?"

Wen Can's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to touch the pendant on his collarbone.

He tried to answer the question, but no sound came out.

By the time I was able to make a sound, the call had already been disconnected.

The boring busy tone echoed in the silent carriage.

After a very long time, Wen Can slowly put down his hand.

He rolled down the window to let in the night breeze.

The street lights were far away, but they didn't seem to be on at all.

He seemed to be on an endless night road. It was pitch black in front, behind, and around him, and he could not see anything.

Until the phone vibrated.

He opened it and saw that it was a message from Lin Fangzhou.

[Wen Rong has met with the lawyer surnamed Cai. He should know that the witness has changed his testimony. He will be even more tight-lipped. But we have already submitted an application for a second appraisal. There should be a result soon. You must be patient and believe in the law and the country.]

……

Wen Can clenched his teeth so tightly that there was even a creaking sound.

The next second, there was another ding-dong sound, and a message from WeChat popped up automatically.

It was a photo. In the photo, Ye Kong was holding a messy paint palette and drawing it. Her clothes, hands, even her chin and ears were stained with paint. It was obvious that she accidentally knocked over the paint palette, and even the drawing paper behind her was ruined.

[Commemorate the 68th time I spilled paint in my life [Yeah]]

The light shone on the girl's face as she raised it towards the camera. Her eyes sparkled, and even the messy paint on her face became brilliant and dazzling makeup.

Wen Can held his breath and stared at the photo in the darkness, almost like a madman, until the screen automatically went black and his pupils, which had been lit up, turned dark again.

Without turning on the screen again, Wen Can raised his hand and held the pendant in front of his chest.

He just sat there motionless in the carriage, like a criminal being punished.