Chapter 237

"Alright."

Chen Fan left.

He returned to the forensic unit.

There was no need to look at the live stream comments; everyone knew that most netizens were cursing, swearing at these two people, calling them damned—the two who were already dead.

Chen Fan, having returned, calmly stitched up the corpses alongside his teacher.

When the family arrived, the father, who had spent his whole life running around for his children, silently dressed his child.

The man said, "Tell those siblings for me that I am sorry to them both."

After saying this, the man sent his son to the crematorium.

And just two hours later.

A phone call plunged everyone in the observation room into deep thought.

"This boy's father is dead, and he left a letter of forgiveness, pardoning the siblings. I hope this can be of use."

The man had committed suicide, hanging himself with a rope.

He had also submitted the letter of forgiveness.

He had signed the documents.

The documents were legally valid because the old man had been studying various legal and criminal investigation materials for a long time.

At this moment, Qin Ming in the observation room opened his notebook.

"There are always people silently protecting those around them, and there are always people who will apologize on behalf of others. But for these people who think of others, who can save them?"

The video played until nightfall and then stopped. When they learned that the old man had passed away, everyone felt a bit of heartache for him.

The things the old man had insisted on his whole life—perhaps in the end, he was just insisting that his child was actually a good person.

But when he learned the truth, the old man's spirit vanished.

He buried his child, and then ended his own life.

He used the simplest and most humble way to repay the last bit of kindness he could fulfill.

The letter of forgiveness was useful.

On the other side, Chen Fan and Liu Laoshi looked at the corpses, the two of them silent for a long time.

In fact, next to the letter of forgiveness lay another item: a certificate for the old man's body donation, specifically donated to Chen Fan's side for research purposes.

But Liu Laoshi and Chen Fan did not speak of it.

The two sat silently by the autopsy table. Chen Fan picked up a scalpel and said, "Do we need to perform an autopsy?"

"Let's do it. I feel like this old man is already frozen."

Chen Fan nodded silently, then slowly cut open the old man's body. When he opened the internal organs, Chen Fan was shocked for a long time.

This was perhaps a miracle.

The old man's organs were severely damaged, and this condition had persisted for many years.

Yet the old man had kept going, holding onto a single breath, just to find the killer.

Chen Fan silently put down the scalpel and gave a salute.

"I apologize for my previous actions. I thought you were obstructing the investigation, but you weren't. I apologize for my petty heart."

Chen Fan's words came from the heart.

Liu Laoshi said, "It is indeed worth studying. The old man's persistence over so many years is worth a medical data point."

Chen Fan slowly processed the damage to the internal organs, carefully removed them, and then, with his teacher, stored them away.

Then came the other parts of the body.

Step by step, bit by bit, they recorded everything.

The data, the various reactions, and the very interesting balance the body had achieved internally.

By the time they finished, it was past twelve at night.

Chen Fan put down the knife, looked at the hollowed-out old man, and said, "Let's freeze him."

Liu Laoshi said, "Yes, that's fine."

The two froze the old man, then left a name on the file—a cold name, but it could not cover up the warmth the old man himself possessed.

"There is one piece of good news."

As Chen Fan cleaned the table, Liu Laoshi spoke to him.

"What is it?"

Liu Laoshi said, "The boss's child sent a letter of forgiveness. It was the son who sent it, and he has forgiven the siblings."

Chen Fan said, "I didn't expect that. But I don't think the family of the girl's best friend will forgive them."

"They forgave them."

Chen Fan widened his eyes and said, "Are you serious?"

"Yes, they forgave them. Two letters of forgiveness, both sent by the parents on that side. Of course, there was some reluctance, after all, it was a live stream. But do you think this forgiveness is right or wrong?"

A letter of forgiveness could keep the two alive, could save them from the death penalty, and might even allow them to be released in their old age.

But is this letter of forgiveness right or wrong?

"I don't know."

Liu Laoshi said, "This is human nature. No one can say for sure. You don't need to dwell on it too much. We cannot judge good or bad, and in fact, the audience cannot judge either. After all, they killed someone, but in the end, the forgiveness saved two lives."

Chen Fan cleaned the table and said, "What if the sister's rape was actually something she initiated herself?"

Liu Laoshi fell silent and said, "What do you mean?"

"If she wanted to go to other places, just talking to her best friend wasn't enough. She wanted to go herself. She went, and she knew the danger in advance. If she knew the danger in advance, does that count as tacit consent?"

Liu Laoshi was silenced by Chen Fan's question.

"This man who killed could have chosen to just kill. Why torture? The nature of torture is different. Torture implies cruelty. Just killing might be understandable with forgiveness, but what about the torture?"

"Also, did this sister have relations with the boss? Do you really think this brother could work peacefully in the factory?"

Liu Laoshi had nothing to say.

"What did you see?"

Chen Fan said, "The sister's secret is that she sold her body for her brother's job and life."

This secret was cold and cruel.

At this moment, even Liu Laoshi, who had seen much of the world's cold and warmth, was silent.

"Will you tell anyone?"

"No. There's no point in saying it. Even if I did, what would it represent? Would people sympathize or curse?"

"This doesn't sound like you. If it were you, you would choose to judge with your own morality."

Chen Fan shook his head and said, "No, I wouldn't. Judging doesn't have much meaning either. Is the brother really kind? Is he really protecting his sister? Or do you think they are really siblings?"

Liu Laoshi looked at the evidence Chen Fan provided.

The siblings had no blood relation.

"Was the sister adopted, or was the brother adopted? Or was one of them trafficked? Do these need to be investigated?"

Liu Laoshi said, "They need to be investigated."

"Alright, I'll call Li Tian."

The call went through. Li Tian was shocked for a long time after hearing it, then looked at the woman.

The woman's evasive eyes confirmed Li Tian's suspicions.

He said, "Wait for me. I'll find the parents later. It's easy to find people from that era. Abandonment is a serious crime; it's easy to investigate here."

Chen Fan said, "Just ask the girl; she knows who her parents are. They are all from the same neighborhood; it's easy to investigate."

"I won't ask. Since I know, what's the point of asking? If no one files a complaint, I won't bother. I am a police officer, not an emissary of justice."

The premise of being a police officer is to solve people's troubles, not to create or seek them out.

Chen Fan chuckled and said, "You are quite cold."

"Chen Fan, you are the least qualified person in the world to call others cold."

In the early morning, the trending topics were occupied by the siblings' issue, and when the program started in the morning, Teacher Luo spoke about the components of the letter of forgiveness.

— Author's Notes —

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