Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 483 A Sinner's Confession (Part 2)
A trace of sorrow gradually appeared on Shi Hongfang's face.

It's not the desolation of despair, but the kind of desolation that comes after experiencing life-or-death choices, enduring the test of humanity, and finding peace after being washed away by storms.

There is no such thing as being homeless, just being homeless; there is no such thing as being lost, just having nowhere to go.

From the moment he stepped into the captain's office, everything was already destined.

"I once gave up on myself and thought I should just find the hermit and have him kill me and those villains together. For this reason, I sent Liu Yuan to Nevada City to investigate the hermit's whereabouts more than once."

My conscience constantly urges me on, repeatedly telling me things like, "Give up. You're not punishing evil and bringing the wicked to justice; you're just satisfying your own desire for revenge," and "It's not too late to turn back."

As Shi Hongfang spoke, he lowered his head.

When he looked up at Xia Qiyuan again, his face returned to its previous indifference: "At the beginning of the plan, I anticipated that I might regret it in the future, so I did not leave myself any chance to regret it."

Once the outer city of Jiuhua is successfully established, regardless of whether I am there or not, this place will eventually become a second small-scale Neihua City.

Even without my help, they would only be sitting in the top position, not necessarily among the few people I selected.

Therefore, Jiuhua Outer City will inevitably get out of control in the future, turning Qianhua City into a hell like Neihua City.

If I cannot bear the pangs of conscience and abandon this plan halfway through, the victims will expand from a few hundred to a few hundred people in the Jiuhua Outer City, an area with hundreds of thousands of people, to Qianhua City, which has millions of people.

By then, the number of victims will increase tenfold or a hundredfold.

Abandoning the plan might bring temporary peace of mind, but what you'll face in the future is the excruciating pain of having your heart gnawed by a thousand ants.

I forced myself to keep going using this method... Fortunately, the plan succeeded.

Shi Hongfang's face showed a hint of relief, as if he had finally emerged from some abyss: "Perhaps some people will regard me as a hero who sacrificed himself voluntarily."

Because I infiltrated their ranks, I purged all the corrupt officials and criminals in Qianhua City from top to bottom.

Perhaps some people will see me as a cold-blooded, heartless madman.

Because in this process, I sacrificed countless innocent people, turning vibrant lives into bargaining chips in my hands.

I don't deny that I once fantasized about myself as a hero.

In my fantasy, I am cleaning up the group of vicious criminals in Nevada for the Asian Union, and sweeping away the remnants of local organized crime.

Only in this way can I comfortably numb my conscience and allow myself to continue along the predetermined path.

Shi Hongfang said sadly, "But now the plan is complete, and the dream should end. I am not a hero. I am just a selfish sinner who dragged countless people down with him in order to avenge those criminals."

Shi Hongfang smiled. His smile was like a flower blooming in the post-apocalyptic wasteland; the more vibrant it was, the more desolate it seemed.

Xia Qiyuan couldn't comment on whether Shi Hongfang's many points were right or wrong.

His plan was nothing short of insane; if anything went wrong during the process, the entire Thousand Flower City would be dragged down with him.

From the perspective of those victims who were sacrificed, Shi Hongfang was undoubtedly wrong, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration for him to be torn to pieces by those people.

However, from the perspective of most people, and from the perspective of the entire Qianhua City and even the Asian Union, although Shi Hongfang sacrificed a small number of people, he did indeed eliminate all the local criminal gangs in Qianhua City.

More importantly, the plan wiped out most of the remaining criminals who had escaped from Nevada, preventing the spread of darkness.

After all, criminals in Nevada are different from criminals in other cities.

They don't represent the underworld, but pure evil and twisted humanity; each of them can spread like cancer cells, polluting the local environment.

Ultimately, right and wrong come down to this: a person's perspective on a matter is determined by their stance.

After Shi Hongfang explained his motives, a long silence fell over the interrogation room.

"Prosecutor He, is there anything else you want to ask?" Shi Hongfang asked.

Having discussed the motives behind the crime, it's time to talk about the process and methods used.

Shi Hongfang had already prepared a draft in his mind and was just waiting for Xia Qiyuan to ask questions.

Whether you are a sinner or not, I will not comment.

Xia Qiyuan said, "Since you don't know who you are cooperating with, then I have nothing more to ask."

Not having to recount his crimes should theoretically be a good thing for Shi Hongfang, at least it would save him from reopening old wounds.

But he was enraged by Xia Qiyuan's attitude: "He Jun! Why didn't you ask me! Because of my plan, countless lives were lost! What are those people in your eyes!"

Shi Hongfang, his face contorted with rage, jumped up from his chair, acting as if he were the interrogator in charge of the interrogation and Xia Qiyuan the guilty party.

Xia Qiyuan was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that Shi Hongfang was angry about He Jun's inaction.

Back when He Jun was ordered to transport armor to Nevada, his attitude towards Yang Xingguo and others' requests for help was exactly the same as his current one.

Xia Qiyuan felt a bit of a headache; he now understood how He Jun had felt back then.

He Jun wasn't in charge of public security issues; he was just using the identity of a prosecutor, and yet he was harassed by a bunch of people unrelated to his mission... It's really impossible to reason with them.

The armor that allowed the spirit to personally escort the journey and the Thousand-Faced Man to personally rob it back then was of paramount importance. This is something that the security problems in Nevada City cannot compare to.

Compared to the incidents involving the Apostles, the security problems of a city are nothing to brawls.

It's like a driver tasked with destroying a timed nuclear bomb being stopped by a car owner whose car has broken down and asking for help.

Moreover, the chaos in Nevada was caused by some heartless and insane guy, so why let a spirit who only has the status of a prosecutor interfere in the city's security issues?
Stop joking, okay?

But in Shi Hongfang's eyes, all of this turned into He Jun's indifference to public security issues back then, and his continued indifference now after making a big mistake.

This nonchalant attitude completely enraged him.

Xia Qiyuan didn't explain, nor did he bother to explain to Shi Hongfang. He figured he'd understand after staying here for a while.

This trial was just a formality.

On the way here, Xia Qiyuan had already learned all the details of the case from Shi Hongfang's mind.

He was sitting here simply because he wanted to hear his old friend's opinion on all of this.

Xia Qiyuan snapped his fingers to knock Shi Hongfang unconscious, then walked out of the interrogation room alone.

He returned to his car, lit a special cigarette, and silently took a deep drag.

"Phew... Nevada, you drove a lot of people crazy back then..."

(End of this chapter)