YM778.TV Chapter 428: 429: Are you unwilling to even speak a few words with me?
Jiang Lin rose from the couch, handed over a recorder to the police, and confessed: “I’m Jiang Lin. Over forty years ago, I murdered my twin brother, Jiang Huan, and assumed his identity. I then strangled my sister-in-law and killed my eldest and second nephews. I am guilty and I confess my guilt. All the details of the murders are on the recorder. I alone did everything; it has nothing to do with anyone else.”
The police looked at him, stunned.
Jiang Huan was a well-known figure in Jiang City.
The police received a report, the address listed was this Gu Group villa, and the cause for concern was murder followed by a confession.
An assistant captain of the Jiang City Police Bureau’s Criminal Investigation Team came with his team.
None of the attending police officers had expected to hear such shocking news.
Jiang Lin grinned at the policemen.
All of a sudden, he began to cough.
He covered his mouth with his hand, coughing more furiously, as though he wanted to cough up his internal organs.
He bent double with coughing, clutching a fist to his lips, then took out a pill bottle and swallowed a few pills from it.
No one stopped him.
Once he had swallowed his pills, his cough eased somewhat.
He sank back into the sofa, looked at Ye Xingbei, who was standing opposite him, with kind eyes and a nostalgic smile at the corners of his mouth, “Beibei, you look so much like your grandmother…”
Ye Xingbei’s lips moved, but she couldn’t say a word.
The leading officer cast a glance around the room. “Does anyone have any questions? If not, could someone accompany me to the police station to give a statement?”
Xie Yunlin said, “I’ll go!”
As the eldest brother, it fell to him to handle things.
The lead cop nodded at Xie Yunlin, walked a few steps towards Jiang lin, about to say something, when Jiang Lin suddenly began coughing loudly again.
Jiang Lin waved his hand at him, took out a handkerchief, and spat out a mouthful of black blood onto it.
He looked pained, his body convulsing as he slumped onto the couch.
Ye Xingbei stepped back in fright.
Gu Junzhu hugged her and patted her lightly, “He took poison.”
Ye Xingbei was bewildered. “Poison?”
Gu Junzhu nodded, “The pill he took when he was coughing, it might not be medicine for sickness, but poison.”
“Fifth Lord of Gu truly is as smart as the rumors say,” Jiang Lin laughed while coughing, looking at Ye Xingbei with a kindly, gentle gaze, “Beibei, come here. Grandpa has something to tell you.”
Ye Xingbei looked at him, not moving.
Jiang Lin looked regretful and sad. “Beibei, I’m dying, won’t you even talk to me?”
Xie Jinfei moved in front of Ye Xingbei, shielding her and glaring at Jiang Lin with poisonous hatred. “Speak if you have something to say, don’t involve my sister. Don’t talk about repaying parental kindness! If you hadn’t killed our parents, they would have spoiled my sister to the skies. Instead, she was abandoned by your son, suffered all sorts of hardships, and almost got defiled by a disabled man at fifteen! How could you have the face to talk about repaying parental kindness? Beast! Scum! You’re getting the painful death you deserve!”
Jiang Lin clutched his chest, his expression growing more agonized. His body convulsed violently.
He was coughing without stopping, with dark red blood continuously flowing from his mouth and nose.
His face had an expression that seemed to be sobbing and laughing. He said haltingly, “Yes…yes… All these years, I don’t even know what I’ve been living for… I murdered my own brother… I survived, but my life is worse than death… Dying now, I feel… relieved… Beibei… Beibei…”
He reached out to Ye Xingbei pleadingly, “Beibei, you know, no matter how I treated others, I at least truly loved you. I beg you, please spare your third uncle…. Beibei, your grandpa is dying, can you bear to see me die with regrets?”