The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

Chapter 224 He is unwilling

As she gently moved her fingers, a light seemed to flash before Zhang Yuanshun's eyes. When his vision refocused, seven figures suddenly came into view.

The seven men were covered in blood, their eyes wide open, some were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and some had terrible bullet holes all over their bodies.

Although their conditions are different, what they have in common is the unspeakable misery and sorrow.

Zhang Yuanshun was terrified and stepped back repeatedly, discovering in disbelief that these bloody figures were actually his biological parents and family!

Father Li's face was full of resentment and unwillingness: "Do you feel fear too?!"

Sadness and anger were intertwined in Li's mother's voice: "I've been so good to you, why did you do this?!"

The Zhang family elders cried out with heart-piercing pain: "It hurts, Yuanshun, this pain goes deep into my bones and pierces my heart."

The silence of the brothers and sisters was like a heavy block of lead, sinking into the air. Only the fierce light flashing in their pale eyes was like the sharpest ice blade in winter, revealing a murderous aura that was about to erupt. It seemed that just a slight signal would be enough to tear Zhang Yuanshun into pieces!

Everyone's emotions reached a boiling point in an instant, and they rushed forward. Their footsteps were chaotic but firm, forming an unstoppable force that went straight to Zhang Yuanshun's back.

He seemed to be wrapped in invisible ice, the blood in his body seemed to solidify and tremble constantly. It was a tremor that came from the depths of his soul.

What was even more frightening was that those figures had approached silently, and seven pairs of cold and ruthless hands stretched out at the same time, like death-taking chains, strangling his throat.

The feeling of suffocation came like a tide, and Zhang Yuanshun rolled his eyes upward. Although the air could still barely enter his lungs through the narrow gap, the feeling of oppression that seemed to tear his cervical vertebrae apart made him feel more painful than real suffocation.

The words of begging for mercy were stuck in his throat, as if imprisoned by invisible shackles. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not make a sound.

The shadow of death slowly descended like a huge black curtain, completely covering him.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanshun deeply felt the fear before death, a kind of despair and coldness that penetrated deep into his bones.

However, the desire to survive deep in his heart burned like a wildfire.

He was unwilling to die like this, never!

It was as if God heard his inner cry. Miraculously, the seven pairs of hands loosened their hands at the same moment, as if an invisible force was controlling everything.

Then, the shadows seemed to have received some kind of instruction and retreated in unison, returning to the darkness.

Sheng Junwei's voice was calm and indifferent, yet it carried an unquestionable power: "Killing him with your own hands will only burden your soul with heavy sins, which is not worth it. As for him, there will naturally be fair laws in the world to judge him."

Although Zhang Yuanshun regained his freedom, his body was no longer able to support him and he collapsed to the ground.

Hearing this, he raised his head suddenly, with a flash of stubbornness in his eyes: "You have no right to arrest me!"

Sheng Junwei's lips curled up into a smile: "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"The statute of limitations has expired. You no longer have the right to pursue that case!"

Zhang Yuanshun almost roared out this sentence, trying to grasp the last straw.

Sheng Junwei raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of amusement in her tone: "You forgot that your hands are stained with more than just seven lives."

Zhang Yuanshun was suddenly speechless and his face turned pale.

Sheng Junwei took advantage of the situation and attacked again with another heavy punch: "Besides, who told you that the statute of limitations has expired?"

Zhang Yuanshun's eyes suddenly widened, as if he was hit by the sudden truth.

From the moment he stepped through this door, except for a hint of panic when facing those wronged souls, he always maintained an extraordinary calmness.

Even when faced with his wife's accusations of his cruelty, he did not completely collapse.

But at this moment, his inner defenses completely collapsed: "What do you know, little girl? Yesterday was the last day of the thirty-year deadline. The midnight has passed, and a new day has begun. No one can investigate the case anymore!"

Sheng Junwei snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in her eyes: "It is precisely because of your ignorance and short-sightedness that you only see the surface of things and think you have a grasp of the overall situation."

She waved her sleeves lightly, and a thick legal manual landed precisely in Zhang Yuanshun's hands. "Take a look for yourself. When does the statute of limitations start to be calculated? If the crimes are continuous, how should they be defined?"

Zhang Yuanshun took the manual with some doubt and quickly scanned the pages.

It clearly states: The statute of limitations begins on the day the crime occurs; if the crime continues, it should be recalculated from the day the last crime ends.

If there is a new crime during this period, the previous statute of limitations needs to be recalculated.

These words were like a flash of lightning, splitting the fog in Zhang Yuanshun's heart.

The events of thirty years ago, which had originally had a vague outline, gradually became clear at this moment.

He remembered that after killing the person, he changed into clean clothes and quietly left Zhangjia Village.

In order to expose his identity as soon as possible, he deliberately left his blood-stained clothes at the scene.

In the darkness of night, he left the village in a swagger. He greeted the folks he met on the way with a smile. He was in such a good mood as if he was going to celebrate, and went straight to the tavern in the town.

It was not until the next day that the villagers came to Zhang's house to check because they couldn't find anyone, and discovered the tragic situation in the house.

In this case, the statute of limitations should actually be calculated from the second day after the body was discovered, not the day of the crime as he believed.

In this case, yesterday was not the deadline, today is.

Coupled with the fact that he later dealt with several constables, the time limit was further delayed.

Zhang Yuanshun looked up, his eyes filled with confusion and brokenness, as if the bottom line he had always believed in had been completely shattered.

Sheng Junwei secretly sighed in her heart, this guy's obsession is really stubborn.

But she didn't intend to pay attention to his psychological struggle. She came to his house in person today just to completely eradicate this cancer of society.

For a guy like this with high IQ and a heart as strong as a rock, ordinary means cannot touch him at all.

The key to solving the problem is to break his beliefs.

Now, with the collapse of faith, Zhang Yuanshun's eyes have lost focus.

But this is far from enough. Only when he collapses completely can those innocent souls who died in vain find true rest.

Sheng Junwei's tone was still calm, but with a dignity that could not be ignored: "Zhang Yuanshun, your family is all here, tell me, why do you hate them so much?"

Although he expressed hatred when he committed the crime, he did not give a complete reason.

The family felt the hatred, but they never understood where it came from.

The family lived frugally and spent all they had to support his education, so why did they end up raising a person full of hatred?

Miss Qin, Mrs. Li Zhang, and all the detectives in the courtyard looked bewildered, and were obviously confused by this sudden turn of events.