Chapter 197

Back to his suite, Zhao fan really felt very tired.

This kind of fatigue is not physical fatigue, but spirit. Log in to the mobile microblog, and Zhao fan wrote another sentence in his notebook.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. It depends on people. If she has a spirit in heaven, she must not forgive her parents."

Such an absurd and helpless thing really happened. In front of money, people can really ignore their own flesh and blood and even be complacent. Such parents are not afraid of being stabbed in the spine?

Yes, they are not afraid. How can people who can make such a decision be afraid of being gossip?

As long as you have a good life in the second half of your life, what family affection, backbone and morality are worth a few money?

The next morning, Wu Yan knocked on the door and shouted to Zhao fan for breakfast.

However, she saw Zhao fan with a haggard face and bloodshot eyes. In a moment, Wu Yan said painfully: "Xiao Fan, didn't you sleep last night?"

Zhao fan showed an ugly smile and said with two dark circles under his eyes, "I want to sleep. I can't sleep, sister Wu. Can I hold you?"

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, and her cheeks were slightly red. She didn't understand why Zhao fan suddenly made such a request, but he didn't sleep all night. He must have something to do. It's normal to comfort him as a sister.

Two steps forward, Wu Yan gently hugged Zhao fan's waist, patted him on his back, and then wanted to loosen it. Who knows that Zhao fan held her tightly. Suddenly, their bodies inevitably stuck together. That feeling made Wu Yan blush instantly.

Just when Wu Yan wanted to push Zhao fan away, Zhao fan had taken the initiative to loosen it and said in a hoarse voice, "you eat. I have to go to the Party school to study."

With that, Zhao fan hurriedly turned and left. Looking at the back of the road, Wu Yan frowned slightly. She had never seen Zhao fan like this. Although he didn't say what had happened, the wordless sadness and negativity were worrying.

Back in the suite, while feeding her daughter breakfast, she asked Zhao fan on wechat: "Xiao Fan, what's the matter?"

Over there, Zhao fan quickly replied, "I'll tell you when I go back in the evening."

Along the way, Zhao fan looked at wechat with his hands shaking constantly. What lingered in his mind were the boy's beautiful cheeks and the black-and-white girl's portrait last night.

"Brother, I really thank you for doing so much for us. I'm really tired. We used to work so hard to pay back the money, get married, have children and form a happy family."

"For me, as long as we are together, even if it is difficult, we can face it with a smile."

"I don't understand why there are so many injustices in this world. Just because we have no power and power, our lives can be trampled on arbitrarily, and we are unable to resist."

"I don't understand why there are such parents in this world. Blood is thicker than water. They can be so indifferent."

"I hate the murderer who is still at large. I once wanted to avenge Siyu. I had to take him on the back if I didn't want to give up my life, but in the end, I gave up."

"If I did, what's the difference between me and him?"

"But I won't forgive the Chu family, nor will I be a ghost. I won't forgive Siyu's parents. I want to prove to them that some things in the world are more important than money."

"I wish my life could awaken their conscience."

"I'm tired. She must be very lonely. I have to accompany her."

"Thank you again, brother. You are the last ray of sunshine I see in the world. You are a good man..."

"Finally, good people passing by, if you see my body stiff at the gate of Chunjiang Hotel, please help the police. This time, I was not murdered, but committed suicide."

This short article was forwarded in the wechat circle of friends at 6 a.m. and was not sent to Zhao fan alone.

When Zhao fan saw this essay or suicide note this morning, it was already dawn. At that moment, Zhao fan really wanted to shout loudly to vent his anger.

Only Zhao fan knows who the "elder brother" called in this passage is.

Now, Zhao fan walked faster and faster, and slowly began to run. He ran crazy to the garage. Before long, the car rushed out of the garage like an arrow leaving the string and ran to Chunjiang hotel.

Ten minutes later, of course, when Zhao fan drove to the vicinity of Chunjiang Hotel, it was already late.

Early in the morning, there were too many people gathered here, including ambulances and police. The cordon had been raised. Zhao fan didn't get off, but his eyes were red. He looked at the stiff body from a distance, put it into the isolation bag, zipped it up and carried it into the ambulance.

Outside the cordon, there are passers-by talking and office workers taking photos and videos.

For them, there is just one thing to bask in in their circle of friends.

Last night, the boy's words seemed to echo in his ears. Unexpectedly, the next day, he was dead, and died in his own hands.

Zhao fan blamed himself. Really, last night, he didn't even say a word of comfort, nor advised him to live well. Don't think about it, because last night, Zhao fan was so cold and angry that he almost lost his mind.

"Fool, do you think your death can change anything?" Zhao fan beat the steering wheel hard and roared in a low voice.

However, I can only say so.

If the girl's parents are not greedy and vain and do not withdraw the lawsuit, perhaps the truth will be revealed and the murderer will be brought to justice, and the boy will not die.

If the murderer had a little conscience and turned himself in, how could this happen?

Unfortunately, there is no if

Silently turning the front of the car, Zhao fan drove towards the Party school. This is not the case in the world. There is still fairness. You are not afraid of death. Are you still afraid of living?

Isn't being an official just to implement fairness and justice and let the people live a good life?

But why would such a thing happen? What link went wrong?

In the next two or three days, wechat became lively again. A sad suicide note was turned around. Countless people were discussing it. In the face of mountain like public opinion pressure, Luo Danxin, Secretary of Chuncheng municipal Party committee, waved his hand and directly sealed Chunjiang hotel.

Although the Chu family is very unconvinced, no one dares to jump out and do something on the cusp of the storm. You know, as long as smart people know this thing, if they really annoy the Luo family, he won't tell you whether his political career will be affected.

He didn't know that the event a few years ago would be affected, but he came out to preside over justice.

In addition, countless netizens searched for the "brother" in the dead man's suicide note, but in the end, as things slowly faded down, no one found out who the "good man" in the dead man's suicide note was.