The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

After a pause, Shi Rong continued.

“I also told you that three years ago, after the last female killer was imprisoned.

Ouni has resolved the misunderstanding between her and her father and cleared up the past grudges.

And under Ou Jianlin's arrangement, she married a well-matched young man from a prominent family in Haicheng.

After they got married, they had two children, a boy and a girl.

The family of four is now extremely happy.

Poor you guys, you are still foolishly kept in the dark by her, thinking that she is trying every possible way to help you out of your suffering.

Little did you know that the person who sent you to prison was none other than your beloved Eunnie."

As Shi Rong spoke, he pushed the last family photo in front of Rong Yanke.

The woman was struck by lightning. She raised it up and looked at it blankly.

She looks very beautiful in her white cheongsam, and her husband is a rare and kind man.

Even the children they gave birth to were exceptionally handsome and cute.

"Hahahahaha!"

Looking at the photos and documents presented by Shi Rong, the evidence was conclusive and there was no possibility of overturning it.

Rong Yanke, who had been silent all the time, suddenly laughed out loud like crazy, her eyes turned red and tears streamed down her face.

"Ying Shirong, you don't want to tell me.

In my life, every step I have taken, every decision I have made, and every loyalty I have maintained.

It's just a huge joke, right? "

Shi Rong sat back down opposite her and nodded to her without hesitation.

“All the signs at present indicate that this is indeed the case.

Of course, you are a person who is deeply in love, but you have given your heart to the wrong person.

This is not a stain, but a necessary path for everyone entering society.

We all make the same blind mistakes when we're young, don't we?"

Rong Yanke wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes unwillingly.

"What about you?"

Shi Rong smiled.

"me too."

Rongyan can put down the photo in her hand.

"But these are just your unilateral speculations. They cannot be used as evidence to bring down Eunnie in court.

And with the information you've found, as long as she denies it, the police won't be able to do anything to her, right?"

Shi Rong raised her eyebrows but did not comment.

“That’s right, but I’m only stating the facts, so you can see clearly how wrong you were in the past.

As for the rest, it has nothing to do with me."

Rong Yanke pointed at the cardboard that Huo Jiuzhou put down.

"You haven't shown me the last two paintings yet."

Shi Rong smiled.

"They are nothing special. I just want to fulfill a dream of yours from the past on your behalf, Eunnie."

After he finished speaking, Huo Jiuzhou raised the new drawing paper in his hand. The content presented inside was of a completely different style from the previous simple drawings.

There are two young women with veils painted on them:

One of them is 23-year-old Rong Yanke and the other is 25-year-old Ouni.

One of them has shoulder-length hair, and the other has a size 5 hairstyle. Their faces show beautiful smiles that are happy and youthful.

Shi Rong's brushstrokes were divine, not only making the facial features of the two women come alive.

Even the facial details of each character are drawn meticulously, including their eyes, which were weathered but full of love at that time.

This is so beautiful…

Rong Yanke stood up unconsciously, stretched out her hands, and tried desperately to get the painting.

Shi Rong also cooperated very well and took out the precious drawing paper from Huo Jiuzhou's hand and gave it to her.

"I think if you two could really get married back then, it would probably be like this, right?

No matter how good your appearance is, there are still many things in life that are worth looking forward to, even if they are illusory, even if they no longer exist, even if you have to wait until the next life to start over again.

But as long as you remember its beauty and innocence in your heart, that's enough.

Why bother with life? "

Rong Yanke tightly grasped the painting in her palm, feeling mixed emotions of sadness and joy, crying and laughing at the same time.

Perhaps he was mourning his extremely foolish self in the past, or perhaps he was lamenting the comprehensiveness of the times.

Finally, the smile on her lips gradually faded.

"Do you have a knife?"

"no!"

Before Shi Rong could answer Rong Yanke's question, Zhuo Yicheng intervened.

"Absolutely not."

In front of a serious and dangerous suspect, there is no such thing as having it or not.

Unfortunately, Shi Rong is a person who does not follow the ordinary path.

Her right hand with green jade fingers turned and a tiny dagger with a sharp blade was suddenly grasped between her two slender fingers.

"Yes. Life is a double-edged sword. The dagger you are about to receive can become a sharp weapon that you use to hurt yourself.

It can also be the sharp edge that cuts off your obsession. The choice is up to you."

After saying this, Shi Rong remained calm and placed the miniature dagger on the table where Rong Yan could reach it.

"Hey, hey... Ancestor, please, I really can't give this to you! This is against the rules!

If the higher-ups knew about this, they would scold me to death... Ouch! "

Seeing this, Zhuo Yicheng was about to grab it, but Shi Rong grabbed his collar and made him sit down.

“Since you are asking me for help, you should be prepared before you come. I have never taken the usual path.

I still say the same thing, if something goes wrong, I will take the responsibility."

Tsk!

Zhuo Yicheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Knowing he couldn't persuade her, he raised his hand and pointed at the policemen accompanying them.

"Well...don't say anything you shouldn't say."

To be honest, even if Zhuo Yicheng hadn't done this, they were well aware of the consequences of offending Shi Rong.

Who told her that the people standing behind her were the well-known Huo Jiuzhou and Shi Yang...

They lowered their heads automatically and pretended not to see what was happening before their eyes.

Rong Yanke threw the drawing paper into the air with one hand and picked up the dagger on the table with the other.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

After a series of powerful chop strokes that were so fast that it was dizzying, the drawing paper fell back onto the table in the same way that Ouni's face was cut into pieces by the knife.

She neatly cut out the peaceful self-portrait on the right half of the drawing paper and held it in her arms.

Then he returned the used knife and the fragments to Shi Rong.

"Thank you."

Shi Rong shook his head.

"It's okay, just vent enough."

The appearance can sit down steadily.

"You're right, why bother with life?"

She turned up the cuffs of her prison uniform, which were sewn shut with needle and thread, and took out a small black mini chip that could be implanted in a computer.

The whole thing was about the size of a fingernail, and was pushed to Zhuo Yicheng.

“Inside this is a video recording how Eunnie persuaded me to kill for her when she proposed to me.

And there is evidence of every time we met, dated, and talked privately.

At first, I used a micro camera and a bug to record these things in order to preserve a good memory.

I didn't expect that now it has become a handle she has in my hand, but she herself is not aware of it.

No matter what happens next, whether you want to sue her or arrest her, I will fully cooperate with your investigation and I can testify in court.

I will tell everyone everything I know.”