Lin Jianguo and the elderly couple saw Lin Zhibai at the police station.
The old woman, who had already woken up, ran towards Lin Zhibai, who was sitting down, and tore at his clothes. Her face was contorted with rage as she cursed, "Lin Zhibai, you unfilial descendant, how could you call the police to arrest your uncle? Do you have any conscience at all?
We raised you from childhood, and this is how you repay kindness with enmity? How could you be so vicious? We should have made you and your parents die together.”
When facing Lin Zhibai, the old man regained the confidence that had been shattered by the police.
He didn't say a word, his face was stern, he raised his hand and was about to slap him.
Judging from his stance, he used a lot of force. If Lin Zhibai gets hit, his face will definitely swell up.
However, before those withered hands could fall, they were grabbed by a fair and slender hand.
With a gentle flick of that hand, the old man was forced to step back, almost falling over.
Lin Zhibai withdrew his hand and pulled away the old woman's hand that was tearing at his body.
“I don’t want to argue with you, and you should stay away from me. I’m just trying to get justice for my parents.” He stopped calling them grandpa and grandma, or rather, he never had grandpa and grandma at all.
His parents are forgotten, and no one seeks justice for them. As their son, he must get revenge for them.
He showed no mercy. The old lady plopped down on the ground. She was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, throwing a tantrum on the ground, shouting that her eldest son was innocent.
Lin Zhibai watched coldly, unmoved.
Finally, the police, realizing what was happening, stopped them.
Lin Jianguo, who was arrested, only panicked for a moment at the beginning, and remained calm afterwards. When the police asked him if he had accidentally pushed his brother down the mountain, he denied it outright.
More than a decade has passed, why disturb the peaceful lives of those who are still alive with the affairs of the dead?
"...Officer, my younger brother and sister-in-law fell down the mountain and died in an accident. Our whole family was devastated." Lin Jianguo recalled the past, seemingly extremely saddened, his eyes reddening. "My parents, who were old, lost their son, and they also left behind a child named Zhibai, who was so young.
But what could I do? They were gone. As their elder brother, as Zhibai's uncle, I had the responsibility and obligation to care for my elderly and grieving parents, and my young and ignorant nephew. But…”
He sighed, then hesitated, "It's also my fault. I couldn't give Zhibai a better life. I didn't stop him when he was assigned to the countryside. Zhibai must have suffered a lot in the countryside. It's understandable that he resents me."
"It was my fault for not taking good care of him, but I did not oppose the founding of the Party, and I have a clear conscience about that."
Lin Jianguo sobbed uncontrollably. As he spoke, his tone became more and more resolute, perfectly portraying an image of someone who wanted to take good care of his nephew, but whose nephew did not consider others, was willful and could not endure hardship, and even falsely accused his own uncle because of his ignorance.
“Officer, I don’t blame Zhibai, really.” He reached out and wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes. “Losing his parents all these years must have been very painful for him, and it’s natural for him to vent his anger.”
Footsteps approached, and he looked up at Lin Zhibai who was walking towards him, giving him a kind smile.
“Zhibai, your uncle knows you’re suffering. I won’t blame you. But after all these years, it’s time for you to let go so you can embrace a better life again.”
Lin Zhibai stared coldly at the so-called kind face of his uncle and the seemingly sweet words he uttered. His stomach churned, and he almost vomited. Just how black-hearted was Lin Jianguo to say such disgusting things?
"Lin Jianguo, aren't you afraid my parents will come looking for you in the middle of the night after saying something like that? They've been really worried about you lately," Lin Zhibai replied in a chilling tone.
He had only said it casually, but Lin Jianguo choked on his words, his hypocritical expression stiffened, as if he remembered something, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
Lin Zhibai seemed thoughtful. He had only made the comment casually because he was disgusted by Lin Jianguo. Judging from Lin Jianguo's appearance, could it be that his parents really did come to the door in the middle of the night? If so, that would be far too late.
Lin Zhibai's words did indeed cause Lin Jianguo a moment of panic. Recently, he had been having nightmares, which were filled with the dead Lin Jiandang and his wife. He even vaguely saw the two of them when he got up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night. They were wearing the clothes that had rolled down the mountain that day, and their pale faces were covered with mottled bloodstains left by tree branches. Lin Jianguo almost fainted.
Unbeknownst to the two, this was all thanks to Meng Xiangbei. As a Nightmare Beast, creating a dream for someone was no difficult task.
Lin Jianguo's expression changed drastically again when he saw Zhang Lixing enter as a witness.
“You…” His pupils suddenly dilated, filled with terror.
Zhang Lixing dragged his legs, his clothes and hair, which were originally in a mess, were now neatly arranged. He gave Lin Jianguo a cold smile: "Lin Jianguo, are you surprised to see that I am not dead? I have come to speak on the behalf of Jian Dang and his wife."
"Lin Jianguo, Zhang Lixing has accused you of pushing Lin Jiandang and his wife off a mountain during an argument 16 years ago, causing their deaths. Do you admit it or not?" After summoning the witness, the police interrogated him again.
"I..." Seeing Zhang Lixing's panic subside, Lin Jianguo naturally wouldn't admit it anymore. He was just a witness, not enough to convict him unless he confessed himself.
"I admit it, it really was me..." The words that slipped out completely panicked Lin Jianguo.
No, that's not what he wanted to say. He doesn't admit it, absolutely not.
But his mouth and body seemed out of control, as if they were being controlled by someone else.
He recounted in detail how he had been jealous of his younger brother's job at a state-owned enterprise, how he had argued with him and pushed him off a mountain, causing his death, and how he had made his parents hide the truth.
He tried to cover his mouth with his hand, but he couldn't move his hand.
How could this happen? What exactly is going on?
Suddenly, he remembered Lin Zhibai's words and the dead Lin Jiandang and his wife. Were they here for revenge?
Lin Zhibai was taken aback, looking at Lin Jianguo in the interrogation room, whose condition was clearly not right.
He just accepted it like that?
Next, the elderly couple, as if they had seen a ghost, completely changed their attitude and admitted to concealing the truth.
Lin Zhibai was still in a daze when he came out of the police station.
"You're out." Meng Xiangbei didn't go in to keep him company. Lin Zhibai said that he, as a son, wanted to handle the matter of exposing the truth of what happened back then and putting Lin Jianguo in jail personally.
Lin Zhibai stared at him blankly, still somewhat incredulous: "Brother Meng, Lin Jianguo and the others have admitted it, admitted that they killed Mom and Dad."
Meng Xiangbei ruffled his hair: "Isn't this good? Evil people will eventually get their just desserts."
Lin Zhibai paused for a moment, then looked up at the bright sun overhead, which illuminated the entire earth. The sunlight fell on him, bright and warm.
Suddenly, he smiled and said to Meng Xiangbei, "Brother Meng, you are right, good and evil will be rewarded in the end."
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