The light in the interrogation room was on all the time. Meng Kexun was gradually tired from crying. Her lips were dry and her body was seriously short of water. She seemed to be trapped in the past memories and couldn't come out. She kept murmuring: "I don't want to I don't want them dead I don't know... "

Yang Ting has been silent to listen, in do not know how long after, slowly asked a: "if there are apologies to them, why so many years, even to worship them once?"

This sentence makes Meng Kexun stop crying. She looks up and looks at Yang ting. Her throat seems to be stuck by something.

"Admit it." Yang Ting said indifferently: "you may be afraid, or you may be afraid, but what you are afraid of is that someone finds you to be an accomplice. What you fear is to bear the great crime of killing your father and mother. What you worry about is that your life will be destroyed. From the beginning to the end, you only think about yourself."

Yang Ting stood up, his face almost dripping with ink: "eighteen years of nurturing grace, you say they don't care about you, don't care about you, ignore your emotions, let you suffer bullying in school because of poverty, but is poverty a crime? Zhang guyuai's family is not rich, but his sister can understand the hard work of his parents. When his father was in prison and his brother left home, he took on the responsibility of taking care of his mother. Do you know how good Zhang Guting has achieved? Isn't the child poor? When the family had just undergone a great change, she could not even pay the food expenses. She took pickles to school every day and had nothing to eat. When others thought she was poor, she would not play with people who disliked her

"Meng Kexun, a high school in a county can't be all children of rich families. There must be poor people. Why do you use your own family conditions to compare with those of rich people? Why do you want to integrate yourself into the world of rich people? Why can't you be down-to-earth, don't compare and cherish the present? At the end of the day, you are vanity, and have been used to it since childhood. "

Yang Ting said, and from the folder out of a few photos, put in front of Meng Kexun.

You want to buy a tablet, you want to buy new clothes, you see what this is.

Meng Kexun red eyes, shaking hands, picked up those photos.

In the picture is a black hard cover notebook. The notebook was awarded by the university when Liang Fu was an excellent teacher. Because it looked good and advanced, Liang father was reluctant to use it. After taking it back, he did not even remove the cover of the plastic bag, and kept it. He always said that when his daughter went to university in the future, he would use this notebook for her Take notes.

However, the notebook was used in the end. After Meng Kexun went home for the first time to complain about being bullied at school.

Although her parents told her not to care about the views of those who bullied her classmates, they also worked hard for their children.

There are several photos. Meng Kexun sees the contents inside.

On October 18, Kexun said she wanted a new dress. The one she liked was too expensive. It would cost $29. But since Kexun wanted it so much, I also wanted to satisfy her.

Then start saving now. Today, you can save 26.9 yuan.

October 19, deposit 17 yuan today.

October 20, deposit 44 yuan today.

At the end of the page, the total amount was 1100 yuan. This was the result of two months' frugality by a father to buy his daughter the clothes she wanted, but it was not enough.

The second photo, dated January 9th of the following year.

On January 9, the money for clothes was still 500 yuan, but Kexun said that she wanted a tablet computer. I went to ask, and the price was higher, which was more than 8000 yuan. She said she wanted to play games. Her mother scolded her, but I went to ask. Many people study with tablet computers. If it's learning, I think I can hide her mother and buy her one. Before senior three, I hope I can Make it up for her.

January 11, tablet computer deposit record, today deposit clothes 19 yuan, tablet computer 40 yuan.

On January 30, her mother found that I had the money under the wardrobe, but she saw that the paper on which the money was wrapped said "buy clothes for Kexun". She pushed the money back, pretending not to see it. Ha ha, in fact, she was softer than me. Today, I saved 18 yuan for clothes and 30 yuan for tablet computers.

As he watched more and more, Meng Kexun cried more and more.

She remembered that, shortly after the second year of high school, she had received a set of clothes she wanted before, but at that time, her classmates had already changed another style. She disliked that style, and was afraid that her classmates would say that she did not follow the trend. She would not like to wear it only once.

At that time, my mother also said that her father had worked so hard to buy you clothes. Why didn't you wear them?

Meng Kexun didn't answer at that time, but she was more and more dissatisfied. She didn't understand a piece of clothes. Why use the word "hard work"? It's easy for other people to buy a dress. Why is it like a big thing in their home?

Why can't their family be as rich as others?

Looking at the photos one by one, Meng Kexun was already crying and lying on the table, unable to say a word.

This notebook was discovered by Yang Ting six years ago by searching for evidence. It was because of the contents of the notebook that he paid special attention to the kind-hearted couple who died in vain. He also hoped to find the real murderer for them.Yang Ting once thought that if Liang qiange lived in such a family, would he be so resentful and dissatisfied as Meng Kexun?

Should not be, that girl, than Meng Kexun do not know how many times sensible, clever how many times.

Yang Ting shook his head, only felt that nature made people.

Meng Kexun couldn't stop crying, and Yang Ting didn't persuade her. She should cry. All these tears are owed to Liang family.

When Meng Kexun's crying gradually stopped, Yang tingcai knocked on the table and asked her to raise her head.

Meng Kexun looks at him with a red face and sobs.

Yang Ting took out another appraisal report, pushed it to Meng Kexun, and said, "you may not know about this matter. Maybe no one knows. I have not told Liang Zhi and LAN Yun's real daughter. I will tell you now."

"Lan Yun's body was found to be pregnant at the beginning. When she died, she was eight weeks pregnant."

In a word, it's like a bolt from the blue.

Meng Kexun stares at Yang ting in disbelief.

Yang Ting left the interrogation room, leaving those photos and identification reports for Meng Kexun to digest.

At the moment of closing the door, he heard Meng Kexun start to cry again. The cry was intermittent. Obviously, he couldn't find any other way to vent his anger except crying.

After coming out, Yang Ting lit a cigarette and called Liang qiange.