Facing her scrutinizing gaze, Yan Yu smiled and began to take the initiative to attack.

"Manli, psychiatrist, you have not been in a good mood recently because you found that someone has entered your home and office, and someone seems to be following you when you go out."

"How do you know? Did you do it?" Manli couldn't help but smile. Her pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and she subconsciously pinched her hands together. It took several seconds before she returned to normal.

Yan Yu shrugged: "I really want to do this, but I am in prison recently."

Manli stopped talking and just looked at him quietly.

After a few minutes, a smile broke out on her face again, she raised the coffee cup and took a sip, but her tone was no longer brisk as before, but as sharp as a knife: "What do you want?"

"Revenge someone."

"what can you give me."

"Many, such as the identity of the stalker, such as the death of your parents."

"Who are you?" Manli's eyes were as sharp as knives and she straightened up subconsciously.

She had always suspected that her parents died strangely, but even though she had been secretly investigating, she could not find any clues.

This abnormal result made her even more vigilant.

She even suspected that the recent stalker was closely related to the murderer.

But she didn't tell anyone about these things. How did Yan Yu know?

Could he be the murderer?

Or is he working with the murderer?

In response to her slightly rude question, Yan Yu just pointed at his clothes: "As you can see, I am a prisoner."

a long time.

Manli suddenly stood up, pulled out a CD, and asked amid the melodious classical music: "What did you mean by that sentence just now? Who do you plan to take revenge on? How to take revenge?"

Once these questions were asked, it meant that she accepted Yan Yu's conditions.

Because Manli suddenly realized in his smile - when facing Yan Yu, she had no chips in her hand.

Negotiations can only be established when both parties have bargaining chips.

The current situation is obviously not a negotiation.

She is a psychiatrist, so even if she gives Yan Yu the worst diagnosis, it will not have any impact. Just as Yan Yu said, is there any difference between a one-hundred-year prison sentence and a two-hundred-year prison sentence?

For Yan Yu, no.

In this case, if Manli wants to get more information from him, she must accept Yan Yu's conditions, agree to do this favor for him, and become an accomplice.

"good."

Yan Yu smiled, threw the lemon slice into the ashtray, picked up the ice water and took a sip: "Life in prison is not good, and my roommate has strange thoughts towards me.

After a fight with them, I went to the infirmary. I reported this to Officer Tom, and he did not agree to change my cell, and was extremely verbally and physically insulting..."

"You want revenge on Tom?"

Manli's pupils shrank and she lost her voice: "You should know that he is not a prisoner, but a prison guard and a public official. It is not that easy for you to deal with him. I am just a psychiatrist."

"Don't worry, I'll tell you how."

Yan Yu smiled slightly and said nonchalantly: "As far as I know, you can join the Human Rights Association with only twenty dollars. Prisoners are also human beings and they also have human rights."

human rights?

Manli quickly understood the meaning and said: "You want to start with the fact that he beat you and use the media and public opinion to build momentum so that the prison authorities are forced to fire him?"

Seeing Yan Yu nodding, she smiled bitterly and said: "You are thinking too simply. This kind of thing happens in every prison. It doesn't make much sense based on it alone. Moreover, after the limelight passes, you will be even worse...

"

"This is just a dessert, the main course hasn't come yet." Yan Yu squinted his eyes and grinned with a sneer: "Everything has a limit, and once it is passed, it will be beyond redemption.

You can go to the hospital and copy my injury test report. These were all caused by police batons, which constitute moderate injuries. You can give me a recorder later and he will tell you what you need."

Human rights~

Beautiful words.

In this country, human rights, freedom, and race are all politically correct, tsk tsk~

Manli was silent. The other party was more vengeful than she imagined, and judging from the rhythm of Yan Yu's words, it was obvious that this guy had a perfect plan.

A few minutes later, she took a deep breath, shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do that. It's a crime."

Yan Yu shrugged and said nonchalantly: "The choice is yours."

Manli's pupils shrank slightly and asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean by this? I can give you money...if you are willing to say..."

"I don't need money, I just want revenge."

Yan Yu smiled sarcastically: "The doctor in the prison infirmary is named Tina. In addition, there is a prisoner named Cara, who is also one of the witnesses.

The reason why I was able to kill three inmates was because I stole a scalpel from the infirmary. This was also Tom's fault.

If he didn't hit me in the infirmary, I wouldn't have had the chance to get close to the medicine cabinet and I wouldn't have stolen the knife. If I couldn't steal it, I wouldn't be able to kill anyone. So he was the trigger for this incident..."

An in-depth and simple narration to restore the ‘truth’ of the whole matter.

The more Manli heard about it, the colder her heart became. Yan Yu was not only going to make Tom lose his job, but he was also going to label him as taking bribes, being involved in gangs, violent law enforcement, disrespecting human rights... all kinds of big labels.

Once these labels are attached, it will not only affect him personally, but also his family, wife, children and children. She can imagine what will happen to Tom.

"alright."

Yan Yu took a sip of water and signaled that he was finished.

"Haha~"

Manli cast a suspicious look at him and said with unclear meaning: "I always feel that this matter is just your revenge."

Yan Yu stood up and when the wound was involved, the pain made him grin: "When Tom is on the news, you can come to visit me in prison and I will tell you the truth."

the truth?

Manli's pretty face appeared slightly dazed, and she asked in a dreamy voice: "Should I believe you?"

"Everything is like a scale."

Yan Yu looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window and smiled: "On one side of the scale is conscience. She tells you not to believe a murderer's lies, and it affects the rest of a police officer's life.

On the other side lies the truth about the murder of your parents, the identity of the pursuer, the fame of your clinic, and the resulting profits, as well as the curiosity that has nowhere to go."

After a pause, Yan Yu said: "The choice is yours."

The words fell.

Yan Yu shook the handcuffs on his wrists, sat on the edge of the sofa, and looked at her with a smile.

I don't know if it's a coincidence.

At this time, a thick cloud came and blocked most of the sun.

The dividing line between light and dark came along the window crack, crossed Yan Yu's toes, passed over the coffee table, and divided the entire room into two.

Manli raised her slender neck, raised her round chin, and looked at him at a slightly upward angle. The curves of her figure were set off by the lady's suit.

Yan Yu was wearing prison uniform, with silver handcuffs hanging on his wrists. His smile was somewhat meaningful, and his other hand was slightly raised, as if he wanted to shake hands with her.

The remaining sunlight shines on Manli's body, making her look like an angel or saint in ancient mythology.
Chapter completed!