Chapter 1575
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Jiang Yu only felt that his heart had tightened.
"No, it's not your fault." He paused. "It's me … That day, I saw that your father had left an overseas account to support Xu Wei regularly. I was very angry. So when I met him, I accused him of being irresponsible and not thinking about you … That's why he asked to see you the next day … "
Jing Tong stopped crying and looked at him with tears in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. She just kept shaking her head.
Jiang Yu held her in his arms and looked up at the warden.
The warden sighed softly, took a document from the prison guard and handed it over. "Minister Jiang, Miss Jing, this is Mr. Jing's autopsy report. He died of cyanide poisoning. After so many years in the prison, there has been a private goods circulation market. Some prisoners are very resourceful and can get things in from outside. I guess that's how the cyanide in Mr. Jing's hands came. I haven't had time to investigate the specific situation … "
"Investigate." Jiang Yu took the autopsy report and spat out the word.
The warden nodded. "Okay. If it's confirmed, this autopsy report needs to be signed by Miss Jing as a family member, and then we can send Mr. Jing to be cremated … "
Jing Tong wiped her tears hard. "Where is my father's suicide note? I can only sign it after I read it … "
The warden nodded. "In my office. Please come with me."
Jing Tong stood up shakily with Jiang Yu's help, and then a white cloth covered Jing Zhiyuan from head to toe. She couldn't help but grab Jing Zhiyuan's hand that was hanging on the side. The cold temperature made her heart ache.
Jiang Yu grabbed her wrist, half forcing and half persuading, "Jing Tong, I know you don't want to, but your father died of poisoning … His body can only be cremated. Let go of me first, okay? "
Jing Tong closed her eyes and finally let go of her hand. She was half carried and half carried by Jiang Yu out.
The door of the single room closed behind her, and Jing Tong's tears fell like rain.
Goodbye, Dad …
I'm sorry, Dad …
…
When they arrived at the warden's office, Jing Tong's emotions finally calmed down a little.
However, when they walked in, they found that Master Jiang was also there. They did not know when he had arrived, but he was wearing presbyopic glasses and reading a letter. It seemed to be Jing Zhiyuan's autobiography. There was another envelope on the table, sealed in a sealed bag. No one touched it for the time being. At a glance, Jing Tong saw the three big words on the envelope: To Tongtong.
It was the suicide note her father had given her. Obviously, the warden had left it untouched and left it for her to open.
Jing Tong's tears were about to collapse again. She couldn't help but reach out to pick up the suicide note and hold it in her arms.
Jiang Yu, on the other hand, turned to look at the old man. His eyes were already filled with anger.
"Grandpa." Jiang Yu's tone was very unpleasant, but he could not forcefully stop the old master. He could only say, "If you publish this statement, I will also be implicated. People will say that I'm trying to protect Jing Zhiyuan. "
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