Shady closed her eyes tightly, her voice trembling slightly:
"Don't...stop talking! These have nothing to do with me!"
Carl used her protest and reversed his actions, rushing all the chips in his hand...
The last photo - a photo of a cat-loving girl in the city and thrown to the desktop!
The fashionable girl with long-haired brown hair, with a happy face, holding her cat.
The black and white Bulgarian long-haired cat is furrying with fluffy fur, majestic as a little lion.
Next to this photo full of lifestyle, there are two smaller printed pictures.
One is a picture of the body of a city girl who was bleeding from the forest - the forensic doctor has pieced together the skull and scalp. Unfortunately, the traces of the scalp are not allowed to make the beautiful shovel girl, decent until the end...
The other one is a shriveled long-haired cat with dull eyes and is dead...
The last blow completely pushed Shati to the moral standards judgment table.
Carl said:
"She... likes her cat very much. After she disappeared, the cat ate less and less, shed a lot of hair every day, almost all of which fell out. The cat's mental illness caused many complications. The veterinarian could only euthanize it. I hope that this cat can meet the owner who died on the sacrificial platform in heaven."
"Stop it!!!" Shadi yelled.
"Shadi!!" Carl yelled.
Then, his serious expression eased, and he repeated the sentence: "Shadi... I can't help you if you do this."
"You said this has nothing to do with me! I didn't kill them!"
"But you are helping evil! What you do is helping people without conscience and moral code!"
"Shut up! Shut up!" Shady collapsed.
"Shati!! Those girls who were abused!!! Fredlick, how many innocent girls have you touched!! You helped the scum get the power of Maya! Then! More victims? The history you want, the history you expect, is every famous man! Losing your head! Every girl... Losing your chastity! Shati! Look at me! Tell me! Is this the history you want?"
"What do you know!! What do you know!!! As long as you are strong enough, no one can bully me! As long as I stand a little higher, their hands will not reach it."
"Then you let them reach your hands and change directions to defile the same girl as you once you? Kill an innocent boy like your brother? Shadi! Look at me! Tell me!"
"Stop talking..."
"The more painful you were back then, the more painful others were! You just amplified your pain and transferred it to the more unfortunate people! I can guarantee! After they received the power of Maya, the first one to die was you, your family, and your relatives and friends around you!"
"No! They promised me! They won't kill me!"
"Have enough strength, not afraid of law, not morality! Whoever you want to kill, whoever you want to touch, Shati! Every story that starts with greed will always end with punishment."
"Damn it! They deserve it!" Shady covered her ears and struggled with the moral standards' tearing of guilt.
"Shadi, even if you don't miss it, those victims have the hope of continuing to live!" Carl yelled.
Young guy in the slums; dark food girlfriend of romantic guy in the wardrobe; cat-loving urban lady...
Even if Carl didn't pay attention to it, the autopsy report told him was all bad news.
The "selected photos" that Karl showed to Shati, mainly the female surname, can not only arouse the resonance of Shati as a woman, but also awaken Shati's experience of being unbearable to look back at when she was young.
Shaking the surging that settles at the bottom of time, muddling the dividing line between Shati's sin and guilt...
Carl stood up and supported the table with both hands.
He was condescending, sharp but not aggressive, and he returned to his usual heavy, slow, and tenderness with a little sadness, saying:
"Shati, life has taken away a lot of you, and what we ended up taking away... is kindness?"
The final result is done.
Shady shed tears and was determined to be a wood carving.
No longer competing with Carl to treble.
Her back trembled violently, she opened her mouth and looked at the ceiling, tears filling her entire eyelids.
She had no choice but to hunch her back and lower her head.
One twitch and one twitch, crying in pain and depression.
The lips and the back are shaking at the same rhythm.
The interrogation room with the smell of coffee was filled with Shady's sobs and crying...
Carl knew that his interrogation with carrot and stick was successful again!
Helping Shati complete a period of psychological journey that may not start many years later.
Get it done! Work together!
First dismantle her vigilance, although this made Shady more alert.
But Carl didn't want Shady to be their own.
Instead, I want to emphasize: we have different positions, but I am willing to listen and help.
The purpose of seeking common ground while reserving differences is that in this world where there is no existence and empathy, the only one knows the warmth and coldness of oneself and others know.
So Shati can accept his position in his heart.
This is a psychological game and a roundabout tactic adopted by Carl.
Expressing his position clearly, Karl told Shati's story, and spurted the bricks and jade.
Inspiring out the "history" that Shati pursues.
It leads to Shady's motivation to help the evildoer - to gain the power that no one can hurt me.
By the way, I made a fool of myself. The transaction basis of Shati and the mastermind behind the scenes - not to kill me.
Finally, Carl used photos with a huge visual impact and an immeasurable burden on his heart, overturned and denied the "history" that Shati wanted.
Let Shati realize that neither "history" nor the future, there is no life in the present, and every life with a unique story is important.
The "history" that ignores human life is an unqualified history, a history that needs to be overturned, and cannot be built into the future.
So Shady broke down.
She believed that the decision was wrong and would not come.
But the people she killed cannot come back, only the story remains.
Just like when she was young, she became a perpetrator.
At that moment, a picture vaguely formed in Shadi's heart:
When she grew up, Shadi stood next to the young Shadi with a butcher knife, watching her damn uncle, everything she did to the young Shadi…
It seems that everything she suffered before was caused by the coldness and luck she is now...
And in the future, thousands of little Shati will be treated equally...
This is not just about inspiring empathy.
Carl intertwined, Shady's human panic in her rational brain, and her worry instinct...
...
Carl waved his chin at Avis, who had been watching for a long time.
Avis, who was typing and recording, approached Shady ignorantly.
Carl pointed his chin hard.
Ivis sat down.
Carl shrugged half of his shoulders at him and signaled to stretch his shoulders over.
Avis frowned, reluctantly, stretched his shoulder to Shady's head and touched her ears.
Shady obediently buried her face on his shoulder, her back thrust and she cried loudly.
Hiding his face in Ivis's shoulders, crying endlessly like a sacrificial silence...
Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry is not a sin - it is a sin of men... Avis is speechless: it is the sin of Carl Brian, a dog man!
How could such a heart-wrenching interrogation be so heart-wrenching!
As a well-known rich Ergou, he almost felt guilty after hearing this - even if he did nothing, even if he didn't understand...
By the way, after eating the sandwich, Avis listened to Carl's story in the first half and began to suffer from food drowsiness.
While typing, you are traveling in space.
Carl and Sati, who had just had a quiet atmosphere and had a coffee, were having a quiet atmosphere. As they chatted, they became more and more excited.
Avis never expected that Teacher Ka's interrogation route would be high and exploded, tense and rising from the ground.
The two of them quarreled in human terms, but Ivis, as a human, didn't understand.
Isn't this, just expel him from the ranks of humanity?
Later, Shati lost the quarrel and cried.
Chapter completed!