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Chapter 1082: Unrepentant, incurable

The interrogation of Yang Jian involved an unprecedented scale.

Both the Secret Service and the Supervisory Bureau sent people to participate.

It’s not because the crime Yang Jian committed this time was so serious.

Compared with those real monsters, what he did can only be classified as an ordinary criminal case at best.

The main reason why the two departments were so troubled was that Yang Qiming was drinking tea in the director's office.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely not be able to leave the Supervisory Bureau today.

The reason why Yang Qiming did not open fire immediately was entirely because he gave face to the leaders of the two departments.

The case itself is not complicated, but there is a puzzling problem behind it.

That is, whether Yang Qiming has the power to override the current legal provisions and conduct a private trial and sanction on Yang Jian.

This is an issue that can easily touch the sensitive skin of law students and moral guardians, and it is also an obstacle that the new government will inevitably face in implementing new laws.

"You don't seem to understand?"

In the office, Yang Qiming raised his head and looked at Wang Yunxiao who was sitting opposite him.

"I can understand."

Wang Yunxiao told the truth.

“It’s understandable rationally, but unacceptable emotionally?”

“I have no feelings for him.”

It’s not quite accurate to say that there are no emotions. We can only say that there are no positive emotions.

This grandson even wants to borrow my wife.

"Do you also think that what I did was right? If someone blames you for this, how will you explain it to them?"

Perhaps because of staying up all night, Yang Qiming's attitude suddenly became literary, which made Wang Yunxiao a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Who is going to blame me? Who am I going to explain to?"

Wang Yunxiao didn't quite understand what Yang Qiming meant.

"What do you want to say?"

"Haha, maybe it's because I'm getting older. My mind is getting more and more confused."

Yang Qiming lit a cigarette and sighed in a low voice: "It's different now. It's really wrong for me to do this."

"I don't think you did anything wrong."

Wang Yunxiao said solemnly: "The basis for the existence of laws is built on the consensus of society on the laws. Just like when two armies are at war, they can certainly abide by the convention and treat prisoners well, but spies have never been protected by the convention."

"He is an outsider who holds a federal passport and comes here to commit crimes. Why should he be protected by our laws?"

"Let's take a step back and say, why would anyone empathize with a foreign criminal who can arbitrarily decide other people's lives and deaths with a wave of his hand and has evil blood flowing in his bones? Even if there really are such people, why should we care about their feelings?"

There will definitely be people who will empathize.

Some people's brain circuits are just peculiar.

For example, those who are not involved in legal work but insist on abolishing the death penalty. Their theory is that the dead are dead, but the murderer is still alive, so the legitimate rights of the murderer should be considered.

Although my grandfather ran to your house and burned, killed and looted, isn't he already dead? Why can't we reconcile?

I heard that opium paste killed many people, but that was in the past. I have never seen it, so it is probably fake...

There will definitely be such people.

But Wang Yunxiao felt that there was no need to care about these people's opinions.

People should learn to distinguish between what is a human being and what is an anthropomorphic creature. "You are right, but this is the last time."

Yang Qiming coughed twice and then extinguished the cigarette in his hand: "Each generation should solve its own problems. In the future, let's leave this kind of thing to you young people."

The interrogation process lasted for a full five hours. Yang Jian's attitude was very tough, even stubborn, because he knew in his heart that no matter how much he confessed, he would not be able to walk out of this door.

However, the actor from the Secret Service was no pushover and he dug out everything in his mind bit by bit.

When Wang Yunxiao accompanied Yang Qiming into the interrogation room, Yang Jian, who was tied to a chair, looked like he had been fished out of the water. He had been tortured into a trance.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Yang Qiming did not immediately pull out his gun. Instead, he sat down, looked at Yang Jian and asked, "Anything else you want to say?"

Yang Jian laughed bitterly and said, "Do you think you will be happy only if the Yang family is extinct?"

"I am not happy."

Yang Qiming replied calmly: "I have already taken my revenge. If possible, I don't want to deal with you myself."

"Of course you can."

Yang Jian sneered, "As a marshal, could anyone force you to fire this shot? If this isn't a personal grudge, what else could it be? Could it be that the new government is just talking, and in reality it's still President Xu's family empire?"

"Have."

Yang Qiming nodded and said, "Let's be frank. Before you returned to China, didn't you hear my story?"

"heard about it."

"Do you think that I only clean up the navy and don't care about the life and death of the Yang family members who don't join the army, so as long as you don't join the army, I can't do anything to you? You don't follow the rules of the game yourself, but you want others to follow them, right?"

"..."

Yang Jian remained silent, but the answer to this question was actually self-evident.

Yang Qiming took out a pistol from his waist, put it on the table, and stared into Yang Jian's eyes.

"Let me ask you another question. I don't know much about the overseas Yang family, but you do. What do you think your family will think after hearing the news of your death?"

"First, I will never come to Tianmen again from now on."

"Second, when you come to Tianmen in the future, you must behave yourself and do serious things."

"Third, Yang Qiming has finally crossed the line. This time, no matter what, we must bring him down. At worst, we can ask him to move away. Otherwise, the Yang family will never be able to make a name for themselves in Tianmen!"

"Answer me, which ones will they choose?"

Yang Jian remained silent.

"Look, we all have the surname Yang, and we all know that they only have the third option in their minds."

Yang Qiming spread his hands and said, "I can give you a chance. If you can convince me not to kill you with one sentence, I will turn around and leave you to the Secret Service Bureau for handling and follow the normal trial process."

"Just one sentence, think before you speak."

A light suddenly lit up in Yang Jian's numb eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to ask if it was true, but he swallowed the words back when they reached his lips.

Yang Qiming was certainly not joking, and he only had a chance to say one sentence.

After thinking for a long time, he said cautiously: "I know the Yang family's subsequent plans and the specific executors. I can..."

Yang Qiming shook his head, picked up the gun, pointed it at his head and pulled the trigger.

boom!Boom!

One shot to the head, two shots through the heart.

"If you don't repent, there is no cure!"

(End of this chapter)