PFC Chapter 296
Chapter 296
Ultimately, the Qiuquan case ended in a completely unexpected way.
All the behind-the-scenes figures that Nandan accused were taken away for investigation, and she herself, at her own request, was placed under tight police protection.
According to her own words, she knows many other things, but there are too many to disclose in court.
But everyone knows that Nandan just wanted to get some protection for herself.
Of course, they would have protected Nandan well before investigating everything, so they didn't take Nandan's little schemes to heart.
Before Nan Dan was taken away, she rushed back to Hong Shen and smiled slightly:
"In the future, live the life you want to live."
Hui Hongshen remained silent for a moment:
"I will neither thank you nor forgive you."
To everyone's surprise, Nan Dan merely scoffed:
"When have I ever needed something so boring?"
"Whoever betrays me, I will retaliate, that's all."
"Qiu Quan is like that, and so are those big shots."
After Nandan left, Liming swayed back to Hongshen:
"Hongshen, snap out of it, it's all over."
Yes, it's all over now.
But those who have passed away will never return.
Hui Hongshen lowered his head, tears streaming down his cheeks.
At this moment, all words seemed to have lost their power.
Sang Wenjun and Li Ming stood quietly to the side.
This matter is now concluded.
Before the three left, they saw people hurrying in and out of the prison gate next door.
"?"
Dawn glanced at the prison with a strange look.
However, he knew that he couldn't just visit the prison, so he hurriedly left with the two of them.
I've been away from home for too long.
It's been too long since I've been back to Anwar.
Two short months felt like a lifetime ago.
Have any of you watched Xiang Chen's live stream?
Hui Hongshen was still somewhat down, so Liming tried to distract him.
Hui Hong learned of Li Ming's thoughts late at night.
He raised his head, trying to muster his strength to respond to Li Ming, but Sang Wenjun interrupted him.
"I saw it."
Sang Wenjun responded somewhat shyly.
Previously, in Anhua, he had more contact with Li Ming and never had a chance to have a proper conversation with Min Xiangchen.
However, recently, by watching Min Xiangchen's live stream, he felt that he had learned a little about the person.
“I saw him playing at the newly opened amusement park in Anhua recently, and it looks like it’s going to be a lot of fun.”
Sang Wenjun, a young autistic patient, is also striving to provide her own value.
"An amusement park."
As he spoke, a hint of longing appeared in Li Ming's eyes.
He had naturally watched Min Xiangchen's live stream and had a better understanding of the mascots in each area of the amusement park.
If he weren't currently out of town, he would have wanted to go back and pester Boss Feng to work overtime to create a batch of new merchandise for him.
He absolutely loved it.
"By the way, what are your plans after returning to Anwar this time?"
Sang Wenjun suddenly asked.
"Don't have any plans, right?"
Li Ming thought for a moment.
"Let's finish the script we're currently writing together. By the way, we can actually start casting now. When we get back, we can talk to Liu Nian about it and have him start preparing."
"Call me Boss Blair. How dare you speak so disrespectfully?"
Hui Hongshen couldn't help but retort.
"Hey buddy, what boss? What boss?"
Li Ming waved his hand dismissively.
Then, he stared longingly at the ceiling.
"All those new things at Anhua—the ice sculptures, the snow sculptures, the snow fox, the amusement park—I want to go to them all. When we get back, we have to experience them all!"
As they were talking, Sang Wenjun suddenly received a phone call.
"Hello, are you Mr. Sang Wenjun?"
When I answered the phone, the other person sounded somber.
"It's me, what's wrong?"
Sang Wenjun was somewhat puzzled.
This phone number was completely unfamiliar to him.
"I have some bad news to tell you."
"Your parents and brother were murdered in prison this afternoon."
……
Not long after they left, Sang Wenjun and the other two returned to the guesthouse next to the prison by the same route.
Only dawn was thinking about it.
noon?
So, the prison riot I witnessed back then was related to this incident?
Li Ming looked at Sang Wenjun with some concern.
However, unexpectedly yet logically, Sang Wenjun did not react.
His reaction after learning that the three men were dead was frighteningly calm.
It felt less like knowing a stranger had died and more like knowing a blade of grass by the roadside had died.
It's complete indifference.
"So, how did they die?"
To avoid making Sang Wenjun seem too strange, it was Li Ming who spoke first.
"Actually, four people died in this riot."
The prison guard spoke up somewhat awkwardly.
“The surveillance footage shows that your father started it. However, I asked the people present, and they said that the other person provoked him first.”
"You can come and see the surveillance footage if you'd like."
"no need."
Sang Wenjun shook her head.
"So, what do I need to do?"
"This is, after all, the prison's fault, so we will compensate you with a sum of money. Another thing is to take care of your loved one's funeral arrangements."
“Someone across the street must have passed away too. I don’t need their compensation. If possible, please help me give their compensation to their families. I believe they need the money more than I do.”
At this moment, the prison guard who came to deliver the message also noticed that Sang Wenjun was unexpectedly calm.
However, even if this person hates his family members who are prisoners, why would he turn down money?
The prison guards didn't understand.
However, he still dutifully explained:
"Ah, well, since the other prisoner has no family, there's no need for any compensation from you. You can just take this compensation money."
Sang Wenjun wanted to say more, but Li Ming suddenly stopped him.
"Excuse me, may I ask, but what was the reason that prisoner was brought in?"
"It was murder, but I'm not entirely sure of the specific reasons."
The prison guard hesitated for a moment.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go ask for you."
As the prison guard left, Hui Hongshen turned to look at Li Ming:
"Why do you ask that? Do you know anything about it?"
However, Dawn shook her head:
"I just have a guess that I want to confirm."
Outside the door, a prison guard and his friend were complaining:
"The only son left in this family is really strange. He didn't react at all when three people in the family died."
The prison guard in charge of the files looked at him with pity:
"I told you to do your research before communicating with the prisoner's family, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what you've done."
"how?"
The prison guard asked with some curiosity.
"The three people in this family were personally escorted in by the family member who came today."
"what?"
The prison guard was clearly taken aback.
"what happened?"
"The parents favored the older brother and wanted to steal the younger brother's girlfriend and give her to the older brother. In the end, the older brother killed the girlfriend and imprisoned him. After he escaped, he sued the whole family."
The prison guard in charge of the files clicked his tongue and succinctly summarized what had happened.
"This family is truly despicable."
Upon hearing this, the prison guard understood why Sang Wenjun didn't even want her family's inheritance.
He thought it was dirty.
"Alright, you want to ask about the criminal record of the other prisoner, right?"
The prison guard in charge of the files flipped through them and pulled out a page.
"Here it is."