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Chapter 1041 - 732 Emails_2

Chapter 1041: 732 Emails_2

But as a victim’s family member, Fang Jun definitely couldn’t treat it so lightly.

"Ding He, you’re a smart man, why be so naive? I really just want you dead; do you think I’d go to great lengths to send you to Phnom Penh?"

On the screen, Fang Jun broke into a smile that sent chills down one’s spine.

"The pain you inflicted on my sister, I will return it onto you tenfold, a hundredfold."

"Fang Jun, you should thank me. Both of us know, for both you and the Fang Family, Fang Ai was a stain, a burden. I was helping you..."

"Ding He, you really are inhumane. Is this how all lawyers are? Only seeing benefits and losses, devoid of emotion?"

Fang Jun cut him off, "No matter what, she’s still my sister."

At this moment, the sibling bond deepened.

Ding He didn’t argue, leaning back in his chair. "What do you want to do to me?"

Fang Jun didn’t speak, seemingly in thought.

"...How about a blood slave? Your body, your organs, they should still be good for something, right? Or maybe the ladyboy market in Thailand? With a little modification, you’d probably be very popular, or perhaps, a freak show?"

Fang Jun’s smile grew increasingly maniacal.

"Which do you prefer? Choose one."

Equally ruthless, Ding He smiled and shook his head, "You’re really perverted."

Fang Jun clearly wasn’t joking.

Yet even at this moment, this lawyer, destined to be disgraced and beyond redemption, still showed no unease, inexplicably composed.

"If I don’t treat you properly, how can I console my sister’s spirit in heaven?"

Ding He kept smiling.

"Fang Jun, I know the capability of the Fang Family; taking me down would be a piece of cake for you. But we live in a society governed by law, my crimes are not for you to decide, the law will judge me."

Everyone knew.

At this time, falling into the hands of the police would definitely be much better than falling into Fang Jun’s hands.

Because often, living is more terrifying than death.

Which of the plans Fang Jun just mentioned wasn’t more horrifying than a death sentence?

"Ding He, do you think you still have a choice now?"

"How do you know I don’t?"

Fang Jun’s expression turned grave.

"Fang Jun, I may not have been as lucky as you, born into a good family, but aside from that, do you think you’re smarter than me?"

"Well then, tell me, who can you count on now?"

Ding He smiled calmly, exuding a sense of solemnity and sanctity.

"The law."

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Shenzhou.

Capital City.

Fang Qing had already packed her bags and had even cleaned everything thoroughly.

She looked at the pothos she had picked up from a clothing store outside her residential area, sitting on the windowsill. Despite her negligible care, it was still thriving, which was exactly why she had chosen this type of houseplant.

She’d leave it for the next owner.

Fang Qing walked over, watering the pothos one last time, when her phone suddenly rang.

It was her former colleague, the "Iron Lady" of Tianhe Law Firm.

"Lawyer Fan."

"Fang Qing, something big has happened!"

The Iron Lady, true to her name, had always been decisive and competent, rarely this agitated, even exposing it in her tone. It could be considered out of character for her.

"What happened?"

Fang Qing was puzzled.

"Lawyer Ding, Lawyer Ding he..."

Fang Qing grew more baffled, "Lawyer Fan, calm down, take your time."

Lawyer Fan, who could articulate herself smoothly in any court situation, took a few breaths.

"Lawyer Ding has committed murder."

It was like hearing thunder in a silent place.

Murder?

Fang Qing was momentarily dumbfounded, doubting her own hearing.

"Lawyer Fan, what did you just say? I didn’t quite catch it."

"Lawyer Ding has committed murder! It seems he even killed his wife!"

Fang Qing’s mind went blank for a moment, instinctively saying, "How could that be..."

"Do you think I’d joke about such a thing? Right now, nobody can get in touch with Lawyer Ding."

"Lawyer Fan, how did you know, that Lawyer Ding, committed murder?"

Fang Qing steadied herself.

"He said so himself."

Fang Qing was taken aback again.

He said so himself?

"Fang Qing, didn’t you receive the email?"

Lawyer Fan came to his senses and quickly explained, "This morning, our entire law firm received an email from Lawyer Ding. Inside it, he has recorded a video in which he explained the facts of killing his wife and the reasons."

Even for Fang Qing, her thoughts couldn’t keep up at the moment.

"The reasons?"

"His wife had an affair, with their driver. There’s also a video of his wife cheating in the email. Not only our colleagues at the law firm, but also our clients received the same email, and the phone hasn’t stopped ringing with inquiries. We really don’t know what to do."

"Where is Lawyer Ding now?"

"I don’t know. He was heading to Germany with Yu Wei to discuss a case, but after reaching Frankfurt, Lawyer Ding disappeared."

Overwhelmed by the influx of information and its suddenness, Fang Qing’s mind was in chaos.

"Lawyer Fan, could you send me that email to take a look?"

"Sure."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qing quickly opened her laptop and logged into her email.

Soon, an email came through.

She clicked on it with her mouse pointer.

In the video, Ding He was seated calmly on a chair, facing the camera, as if he were a detached outsider, unhurriedly narrating how he had killed and dismembered his wife.

Fang Qing’s expression turned rigid.

"If anyone sees this video, please find me. I am willing to face legal judgment."

At the end of the video, he left a rather strange statement.

The video froze, and the playback ended.

Fang Qing stared blankly.

Was the woman who had cursed at her and even hit her dead?

And was it by the hand of her own husband, Ding He?

Fang Qing had a small piece of gauze on her forehead until today; the wound from that night was not yet fully healed.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

The urgent knocking on the door broke the silence.

Fang Qing snapped back to reality, stood up, and walked over to open the door.

"They, they killed..."

Tong Dan, out of breath and unable to catch it evenly, excitedly said, "Ding He killed his wife!"

Fang Qing’s eyes narrowed and she closed the door.

"How did you find out?"

Tong Dan waved her arm, "It’s all over the internet. They say the great lawyer was cuckolded and, in a fury, killed his wife. And he even dismembered..."

"How can he be so cruel when he’s a lawyer..."

Tong Dan looked terrified.

Resentment was resentment.

But she was just an ordinary person, and couldn’t rejoice at such a time when learning about such a tragic death.

"Do you also know about it?"

Realizing from Fang Qing’s look, Tong Dan asked.

"Uh-huh, just learned about it."

"What exactly happened? How could this suddenly..."

Tong Dan, who hadn’t believed in karma, was beginning to doubt.

"Do you think I would know?"

"Could it really be that divine justice is being served?"

Tong Dan’s voice involuntarily grew softer.

She was just a normal woman.

Common people are not destined to be very evil, especially when informed that the other party died so miserably; it’s hard to revel in disaster.

"You must remember, it’s none of your business, you don’t know anything, and do not say a word about it outside."

Fang Qing sternly advised.

"Don’t worry, I understand!"

Tong Dan quickly nodded; she knew the importance. That woman had a special status, and with public opinion already inflamed, she didn’t want to invite trouble.

"Ding He is now missing. Some say he is fleeing from his crimes, but looking at the email he made public, it doesn’t seem like it. Why would he run but bother to send out his own evidence as if he were afraid no one would catch him?"

Tong Dan muttered confusedly.

Fang Qing’s mind was very cluttered, and her heart was too.

The whole situation had happened too suddenly and was too bizarre.

Ding He and his wife had been married for so long and had always been fine. How could things go wrong just after her confrontation with him?

"You go back first."

Tong Dan puzzled, "Weren’t you going back to Sha City today?"

"I’m not going today."

Fang Qing didn’t explain, but pushed Tong Dan to the door, again earnestly warning, "Remember, don’t go spreading rumors outside, don’t say a word."

"When will you be going back..."

"Bang."

Tong Dan had not finished speaking when the door had already closed.