Seoul Hospital.
Zhao Yu and Li Zhenzhu stood in front of a huge single-sided glass, looking at a ward on the other side of the glass.
Zhao Yu didn't expect that the hospital would have such a room that was similar to a monitoring room. Zhao Yu stood next to it and could clearly see Matsumoto Yuki's every move in the ward.
At that moment, Matsumoto Yuki was being examined by the doctor. There was no longer a mysterious smile on her face. Instead, she looked kind and kind.
If it weren't for the handcuffs on her hands, no one would have thought that she was the famous Black Pupil killer.
"Her condition has completely stabilized," Li Zhenzhu said to Zhao Yu in front of the single-sided glass. "Over the past few days, she told us all the details about the Black Pupil case.
Whether it's from 45 years ago or now … "
"Mm …" Zhao Yu nodded gently, but his eyes were fixed on Matsumoto Yuki on the other side of the glass.
"I really don't know," Li Zhenzhu said curiously. "When you entered the ward last time, what did you tell her?"
"She was in a completely different state. She said that she realized that her actions had caused greater misfortune to others!
So, she was very happy to communicate and guide those who were gifted with the Black Pupil, persuading them to give up the idea of revenge! "
"Oh, I see …" Zhao Yu nodded again. Previously, he was indeed worried about this matter.
As the people who Matsumoto Yuto had gifted the Black Pupil to all had deep-rooted hatred, Zhao Yu was worried that even though the police had stopped the Black Pupil from killing them, they would still take revenge on him.
After all, these people were only planning to kill, but had not actually carried it out. So, the police couldn't completely stop them.
Only by letting them realize that their desire for revenge had been induced by Matsumoto Yuki, would they really let it go?
At that time, in the ward, the doctor had finished examining Matsumoto Yuki. A psychologist came to Matsumoto Yuki and greeted her warmly.
"How are you, Ms. Matsumoto? How do you feel today?" The psychologist asked happily. "You look good!"
"Hello." Although Matsumoto Yuki was lying on the hospital bed, she still said politely, "I feel really good. Sorry for making you worry …"
"Haha …" The psychologist laughed and said, "That's good, that's good. We have contacted the Japanese and will have a video call with them this afternoon. Is that okay?"
"Yes, yes …" Matsumoto Yuki nodded.
"Then … do you need to prepare in advance?" The psychologist continued, "Why don't you pretend that I'm Youko's brother and let's rehearse it?"
"I … I understand what you mean …" Matsumoto Yuki said apologetically. "Sorry for troubling you! Don't worry, there's no need to rehearse. I know what I should do!
"I magnified their hatred and blinded their kindness," Matsumoto Yuki said sadly. "I've already realized that my behavior was vile and shameful!
"I want to make use of their hatred to resolve the knot in my heart. This kind of thinking is wrong in itself …"
At this point, Matsumoto Yuki's eyes welled up with tears.
"Actually, there are still many beautiful things in this world, but because of hatred, we have completely neglected them!" Matsumoto Yuki said with a hopeful look. "I wasted my youth, my best years, and I was unwilling to accept it. That's why I foolishly instigated and guided those who were troubled by hatred. I was wrong, really wrong …"
"If I were given another chance," Matsumoto Yuki sighed. "I would definitely be like the priest and the Mutual Aid Association, helping them resolve their hatred and sorrow …"
"Life is so short," Matsumoto Yuki said sadly. "Why do we have to live in pain? Even if it's just a moment of happiness, we should hold on to it and cherish it … "
"Very good. It's rare for you to have this kind of awareness so quickly …" The psychologist praised her.
"If … If I hadn't seen my brother, I'm afraid I would never have understood …" Matsumoto Yuki fell into a state of reminiscence. She said blissfully, "It was him who made me let go of my hatred. At the last moment of my life, he made me understand the source of my sorrow …"
"Not only did I harm myself, my family, and my loved ones, but I also caused the deaths of so many people who had nothing to do with me …"
"You …" The psychologist's expression changed slightly. He repeated the question, "You saw Iwata Kiki? Where … um … where is it? "
Hearing the psychologist's question, Matsumoto Yuki did not answer directly. Instead, she opened her mouth and hummed a Japanese song softly.
Zhao Yu found the song's melody familiar, but he did not understand the meaning of the words. He had to turn on the simultaneous translator to understand.
"If it's a dream, wake up. Ah, wake up one day! Even if some people say it's better not to have done it, before I wake up from the dream, I want to call what I saw 'happiness' … "
"Happiness …" Hearing the familiar lyrics, Li Zhenzhu hummed a few lines. She then asked Zhao Yu, "I understand. It seems that Matsumoto Yuki saw Iwata Kiki in her dream, right?
"That really scared me." Li Zhenzhu heaved a sigh of relief. "If Iwata Kiki was still alive … I can't imagine …"
"Hehe …" Zhao Yu laughed and thought to himself. In this world, he was probably the only one who knew where the Iwata Kiki that Matsumoto Yuki had come from!
Zhao Yu hadn't expected that his sudden inspiration of using the Noble Aura of Iwata to get Matsumoto Yuri's confession would actually lead to Matsumoto Yuri's epiphany. This could be considered a lucky hit, right?
"Not only the Japanese," Li Zhenzhu said. "I also hope that Matsumoto Yuki can persuade Yu Wanjin, Cui Dongshan, and the others. After all, they were all instigated by Matsumoto Yuki, and they were just accomplices. They did not actually kill anyone.
"So," Li Zhenzhu said with a hopeful look in her eyes, "I hope that you can help them fight for leniency and get a chance to reduce their sentences in court!
"Actually, Matsumoto Yuki is right." Li Zhenzhu sighed. "A person's life is really short! We have to grasp the most important thing in this short period of time … "
"Okay." Zhao Yu nodded, then joked, "Miss Zhenzhu, you really have an epiphany. You've finally decided to find a boyfriend, right? It seems that I might have to go back to Korea to attend your wedding before the New Year! "
"Okay!" Li Zhenzhu pouted and joked with Zhao Yu. "You're so rich, so you can't be too stingy! Our wedding gifts are very generous here! "
"It doesn't matter!" Zhao Yu laughed. "Anyway, I'm getting married soon. You can come back with me then!"
"Hahaha …" Li Zhenzhu laughed.
Although Zhao Yu said that, Matsumoto Yuki's words had touched him deeply. Life was short, and happiness was hard to come by. It was time to think about his own happiness.
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