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Chapter 1049 - 736 Death Note_2

Chapter 1049: 736 Death Note_2

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Cao Jinse’s wrist was undoubtedly skilled, and he managed to obtain a half-hour visitation opportunity.

The day after Ding He was "captured."

Or rather, the day the news of the capture broke.

The lawyers from Tianhe Law Firm came to Chaoyang Detention Center in a group.

"Lawyer Ding..."

Due to the limitation on the number of people, only five actually met with Ding He face-to-face, while the rest had to wait outside.

Watching the boss he once idolized, now in handcuffs and leg irons, Yu Wei felt a multitude of emotions.

"At this time, you should be in Berlin."

Despite being in a dire situation, Ding He was remarkably calm, showing no fear or panic, and even had a faint smile on his face, much like his demeanor at the law firm.

Yu Wei opened his mouth, "After you disappeared, we did go to Berlin, but then we received news that Mr. Rodna had already suspended his collaboration with us."

Yu Wei was indeed diligent; despite the unexplained disappearance of Ding He in Frankfurt and being uncontactable, he still promptly led people to Berlin.

However, the news of Ding He killing his wife struck the entire team like thunder.

Unsurprisingly, the collaboration was halted, and they had to return to China.

"I’m sorry you made the trip for nothing."

A trace of remorse appeared on Ding He’s face—it was hard to imagine that he had murdered his wife with such brutal methods.

"Did you really kill her?"

Compared to Attorney Yu Wei, Attorney Fan, nicknamed the Iron Lady, was more direct.

Facing several hopeful eyes, Ding He nodded calmly.

The light in several eyes extinguished.

"You really... acted foolishly!"

As an elder member who joined Tianhe Law Firm at its inception, Attorney Fan clenched her fist.

"Tianhe was your creation, and a rash moment destroyed the ideal and career you had been fighting for. Was it worth it!"

"Don’t you all still have each other? With you, Tianhe exists."

Ding He’s face carried a light smile, calm and detached, as if he had accepted his impending fate, or as if he had let go of everything.

"Attorney Ding, was it your wife’s fault first? Maybe this could be a basis to fight for on the court..."

Another core member of the firm spoke up.

Everyone being industry elites, some things didn’t need to be made explicit.

Although it was indisputable that Ding He had committed murder, murder did not necessarily warrant execution.

"...we can try to fight for a suspended death sentence."

Attorney Fan didn’t speak, either feeling the hope was too faint or not wanting to defend Ding He.

"There’s no need to waste your efforts. I did it; I will bear it. Don’t spoil your own reputations for my sake."

Everyone could see that Ding He was not pretending to be composed, but had truly accepted his fate.

Indeed.

After such an ordeal, anyone would hardly want to continue living a fugitive life.

Even if there was a one in a thousand chance to get a suspended sentence, what good would it do?

Living in agony under the peculiar gazes of the world wasn’t better than death.

The atmosphere quieted down.

"Fang Qing, aren’t you going to say something?"

In the eyes of Tianhe people, Fang Qing was akin to Ding He’s "apprentice."

Hearing this, Ding He looked at her, "Are you feeling better?"

No one knew the significance of this question.

Except Jiang Chen.

He was indeed accompanying Fang Qing, and he was the only outsider in the visitation room.

"It was never serious."

Fang Qing said calmly.

"I’m really glad you could come."

After saying this, Ding He looked at Attorney Fan and the others, who wouldn’t understand, "I would like to have a private talk with Fang."

Attorney Fan and two others stood up silently and walked out, leaving only Jiang Chen who didn’t quite catch the drift and remained motionless; however, he didn’t interrupt and just stood silently by the wall, like an invisible person.

Ding He didn’t mind his presence.

"They must have pressured you to come, right?"

Ding He asked Fang Qing with a smile.

Fang Qing remained silent.

"I had prepared myself to be pointed at by thousands, yet you still came to see me. I am content to die now."

After a moment of emotion, Ding He looked at Fang Qing, "Do you feel any better now?"

"Are you trying to make me feel guilty?"

"Don’t think that way. I did this, and it has nothing to do with you. It’s my own fault, and hers as well."

Jiang Chen stood patiently against the wall.

"Do you regret it?"

Fang Qing couldn’t resist asking.

Being verbally abused and physically harmed for no reason—if anyone says it doesn’t bother them at all, they’re definitely lying.

But at this moment, that resentment felt negligible.

"Regret? What are you referring to?"

"If you mean killing her, I don’t regret it."

Ding He spoke with certainty, without a hint of hesitation; these words, if uttered in court, would leave no chance for even a one-in-a-thousand commutation of his sentence.

"If I really have to talk about regret, then I regret marrying her. If I could have a do-over, I think I would choose a different life."

Saying this, Ding He looked at Fang Qing.

"Do you know why I admire you so much?"

Fang Qing didn’t speak.

He answered his own question.

"Setting aside the sexual attraction between men and women, what truly captivates me about you is your independence, strength, and unwillingness to rely on anyone. It’s like seeing another me, one that exists in my imagination."

At this moment, there was no need to continue hiding one’s feelings. Moreover, liking someone wasn’t something to be ashamed of.

"Perhaps that’s because you don’t really know me."

Fang Qing’s face was expressionless.

"I can prove that."

Jiang Chen, who had been a qualified bystander all along, rarely interjected, commenting impartially, "You haven’t known each other long enough."

"Perhaps, no one is perfect. Mr. Jiang, did you two really know each other from birth?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

"Then you definitely understand her better than I do. Pardon my boldness for asking again, but did you give Fang Qing that CEO position?"

Jiang Chen, never one to show off, remained silent.

"It was him."

Fang Qing answered for him.

Ding He seemed unsurprised, smiling, "To encounter someone in real life who meets your ideal requirements is fortune enough, even if it’s just a subjective imagination. I had thought this beautiful fantasy could last until I leave this world, but now it’s shattered."

Fang Qing didn’t smile, silently looked at him for a while, then said, "Sorry."

Ding He was puzzled, "Why apologize out of the blue?"

Fang Qing did not explain, looked towards the indirect cause of all this, "Let’s go."

"Wait."

Ding He spoke again, "Fang Qing, you’d better leave Capital City as soon as possible."

"Why?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Before Fang Ai died, I saw her working on a list, many names on it were of people she had grievances with. I saw your name there."

People dying tend to speak kindly.

At this moment, Ding He had no need to lie.

"Why didn’t you help cross her name off the list?"

Jiang Chen’s words left not only Ding He speechless but Fang Qing particularly silent as well.

At that time, she was surely too busy dismembering the body to bother with such trivia.

"Fang Ai’s family background is extremely powerful; they might cause you trouble. It’s better to stay low if you can."

"Thank you."

Jiang Chen expressed his gratitude, then looked at Fang Qing.

Fang Qing turned and walked out.

Jiang Chen followed.

This time, Ding He did not call after them, watching the pair of childhood friends disappear from view.

With his current mindset, stepping out of the situation, he roughly understood the relationship between the two.

He was curious about where they would end up, and whether they would be as unfortunate as him.

Ding He sat on the cold iron chair, slowly exhaling.

It’s a pity.

He was doomed not to see the answer.

"Why not tell him?"

Walking out of the visiting room, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but say.

"What?"

"It was me who recorded his wife’s video."

"And then? Let him tell everyone that you indirectly sparked this murder?"

"You’re a lawyer, isn’t it your duty to reveal the truth?"

"I’m already recorded in that notebook; whether I can continue to be a lawyer is another matter."

"You’re going the wrong way, your colleague is over there."

Fang Qing kept walking.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to follow.

The two walked one after another out of the detention center.

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