By the time everyone escorted the suspect to Jessica's mansion, the sky was already turning bright. The time for Zhao Yu to leave Kosovia was approaching.
Jessica seemed to understand Zhao Yu's thoughts. He knew that Zhao Yu wanted to figure out the whole Wallet Murder Case before he left.
So, he sped up the interrogation. As soon as the suspect was brought to the underground wine cellar of his house, he immediately began the interrogation.
As the evidence was conclusive and the facts of the crime were clear, the suspect Yangkele knew that he had lost his chance. So, he no longer resisted and remained silent. He confessed his crime to Jessica and Zhao Yu on the spot.
However, after Yangkele opened his mouth, he was no longer dispirited and dejected. His words were filled with anger and agitation, and his emotions were exceptionally excited.
"Humph! I've been saving lives and helping the wounded at the frontline, serving my country, but what have I gotten in return? My son is only six years old, six years old!
"Even if he is guilty, he shouldn't be beaten to death, right?
"What kind of country is this? What kind of system is this? Publicly shooting a six-year-old child, is there any humanity left?!
"So what if it's during the war? Even if it's the enemy's child, you can't be so cruel!
"Let me tell you, all the people I killed deserve to die! They killed my child, they all deserve to die! I think I've killed too little … "
Son?
Zhao Yu immediately understood after hearing what the other party said.
It turned out that the Wallet Murder Case was really a father avenging his son!
"…" Jessica had interrogated countless vicious criminals, but in front of the father who had lost his child, he was obviously a little timid. He clenched his fists for a long time before he said, "Don't get too excited! Tell me first, what's your name? "
"Ramantaf!" The man said his name, then continued to say excitedly, "I was originally a surgeon. During the war, I was recruited by the military as a military doctor to help the frontline soldiers.
"Do you know how many people I've saved? I love my people and my country with all my heart, but I never dreamed that … "Ramentaff roared." The people who killed my children were the soldiers of my beloved country, our own soldiers, the soldiers that I worked so hard to save!
"Ah!!!"
After roaring at the sky, he continued to bemoan the state of the universe and pity the fate of mankind, "If … my child was killed by the enemy! If he was killed by a bomb, or if he starved to death because there was no food, or if he got into a car accident, I would accept my fate. It was because my child was not lucky enough!
"But he was executed by our general and our soldiers in such a cruel way in front of everyone!
"How can I still be in awe of this country? How can I still be loyal to this rotten system that can't tell right from wrong?
"Ah!!?"
A furious roar resounded through the clouds, shocking everyone present to the point that they could not utter a single word.
"Listen to me, think about it …" Ramantav's eyes were red as he roared, "If it was your own child who was killed, what would you do?
"Will you be disappointed in this country? Will your heart be filled with anger, huh!? "
In that instant, the entire wine cellar fell silent. No one could answer his question.
"Humph …" Ramantav said coldly, "Do you know? After I killed them, I also felt regret!
But I didn't regret killing them. I just realized that even if I killed them, it would not be enough to appease the anger in my heart! "
"Do you think that when I saw that Nikolay had cancer, I hesitated to kill him?
"Let me tell you," he said fiercely, "The reason why I killed him last was because I wanted him to taste the pain brought by the disease. After he had tasted the pain, I would take his heart and sacrifice it to my child!!!"
Oh …
Hearing this, Zhao Yu could not help but sigh. It seemed that he had underestimated the murderer's resentment.
"I have a question." Jessica did not argue with the resentful murderer. Instead, she changed the topic at the right time. "Yunishenko captured your child, the general gave the order, and Nikolay fired the shot. I can understand all of this!
But … What does this have to do with Rinkolov? Is it that painter? Why did you kill him? "
"Humph!" Ramantav said coldly. "My Weidi was obedient and sensible. I once warned him not to touch a dead person's things, so he did not touch them at all.
"It was Rinkolov who stole the wallet! When he saw the soldiers coming to check, he stuffed the wallet into my Weidi's hands. So, the person who should have died should have been him!!! "
Huh?!
Hearing this, everyone was shocked. No one had thought that the reason for the painter's death would be like this.
"So, Weidi is your son's name?" Jessica asked. "You were not there at the time, so how can you be sure that the wallet was stuffed into your son's hands by Rinkolov?"
"Yes," Eureka said. "Even if Rinkolov saw the soldiers after stealing the wallet, he could have just thrown it away. Why did he have to give it to your son? "
"I don't know …" Ramantav said disdainfully. "I heard it from the other children later! They all saw Rinkolov put the wallet into Weidi's hands! "
"Oh?" Jessica frowned. "So, before you killed Rinkolov, you didn't ask him? What if you killed the wrong person? "
"Why would I ask him?" Ramantav said fiercely. "As long as he had something to do with my son's death, he must be buried with my son!
Not only him, but those who were watching, those who didn't help my son, those indifferent bystanders, all have to be responsible for my son's death!
I finally know why I didn't vent my anger even after killing these enemies! "
Ramantav said, gritting his teeth. "Because, in addition to killing them, I should also kill this hopeless rotten country!" Ramantav said, gritting his teeth. "Let me tell you, if you don't catch me today, I will take even more drastic revenge! Ah … "
Ramantav twisted his body crazily, trying to break free.
Jessica's men quickly surrounded him and held him down.
"Tsk tsk tsk …" Jessica shook his head, feeling very upset.
Obviously, he was also caught in a dilemma of values that was difficult to distinguish.
"Since your hatred is so great," Zhao Yu took the opportunity to ask, "what were you doing earlier? Why did you wait until more than 20 years after this incident to think of revenge? "
"I … Um …" Ramantav hesitated for a moment, then said, "I wanted revenge, but an accident happened. I … I …"
Seeing Ramantav's hesitation, Zhao Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"I did want revenge at that time, but a bomb fell." Ramantav tilted his head and gestured to his forehead with his eyes. "I was knocked out!
When I woke up again, I was already in Podgorica, a prisoner! "
"For the first few years, I spent them in a prison camp.
Later, when I was finally released, the Southern Alliance disintegrated, and I was trapped in Heishan … "
"At that time, I wanted to return to Kosovia to avenge my son, so I took the risk to cross the border, but I was caught again …"
"After that, I was imprisoned in Heishan Prison for a few years. After I was released from prison, I resumed my old profession and worked as a doctor in Webangzar for a few years …"
"Because of my stain, I tried many times, but I couldn't get a document. There was no way to return to Kosovia through normal procedures."
"After the first lesson, I didn't dare to cross the border again. I had to think of a way slowly. It wasn't until two years ago that I finally got a document and went to Malta. Then, I took many detours before I returned to Kosovia!"
"Let me tell you," Ramantav said, squinting. "Once upon a time, I also thought that my hatred would weaken with the passage of time!"
"But, on the contrary, the closer I got to my hometown, the stronger the hatred became!"
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