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043-Bone Talk: Reporter

My wife is good at dancing and waving her arms high, just like those prime ministerial candidates who are making speeches on the street, showing their enthusiasm and sincerity to the general public.

After posing for a while, my wife Shanwu took the highest microphone, patted the windshield gently, made a slight sound, and then he spoke——

"First of all, I would like to thank the government of the Republic of China and the laws of the Republic of China for giving me, a person who has made mistakes, a chance to change his ways and be a new person. I admit that 15 years ago, I made a mistake that I will regret for the rest of my life.

I have been reflecting on and suffering from it every day during these years.

But today, at this moment, I have been forgiven by the law and saved my soul. I am determined to bravely face this unbearable past, regain my confidence in life, and atone for my sins. Dear journalists present,

They will all be witnesses to this new period of my life!

At the same time, I also made a very important decision. After adjusting for a period of time, I will select several TV stations and cooperate with them to record a legal program to narrate the case of the manslaughter of Yamamoto Nanae 15 years ago.

, this is not only the brave memory of a redeemer, but also an attempt to educate the general public not to do such illegal things again.

I will also write an autobiography about this past event, and the first draft is expected to be completed within two years. At that time, I will use a public bidding method to select a publisher to publish my autobiography. I have already thought of the title, which is called

"Memories of Murder in Sakata Road", I hope that all journalist friends can help promote it and support it a lot."

The reporters who were interviewing on the spot burst into laughter, and the cameras kept clicking. The major TV stations in Tokyo were broadcasting this interview as funny as a clown live.

My wife Shanwu raised her hands, signaling for silence like a head of state, and then continued her speech——

"In addition, I will use all the income from TV interviews and publishing my autobiography to raise funds to establish a foundation called the Redeemer Foundation, which aims to redeem those who have made mistakes due to a single thought.

Whether you have been arrested or have just been released from prison, you can join the foundation, communicate with each other, hold a group for warmth, and redeem the souls stained by sin!

And I will also lead the members of the foundation to contribute to society, participate in voluntary labor regularly every year, and contribute my meager strength to the construction of Tokyo.

At the same time, we also hold some charity evenings every year to spread our love to all parts of the country and let everyone feel our redemptive heart!"

The reporters immediately became excited, clapped their hands and applauded, saying that this is a responsible person, and that the prodigal son turns back when he has gone astray.

Finally, an inappropriate voice sounded from the crowd: "My wife, Mr. Shanwu, may I ask, do you really have no guilt at all for killing someone?"

The noise suddenly stopped, and my wife, Shanwu, who was enjoying the reporter's praise with satisfaction, suddenly turned cold and looked in the direction of the sound.

The reporters turned their heads and hid as far away as the god of plague, creating a vacuum.

The person who spoke was a young reporter from a small magazine. He had a very immature face and was holding the cheapest SLR camera on the market. He looked like he was new to the job.

"I'm sorry, journalist friend, I don't understand what you are talking about?" my wife Shanwu asked knowingly.

"I mean, you killed someone and still show off your power here, don't you feel a trace of guilt in your heart? Or are you dirty to the core and don't care about a human life?" the reporter said sharply.

The reporters around him were whispering. Some lamented that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, while others blamed him for being ignorant. They all looked at him with the mentality that this guy was going to be fired.

My wife, Shanwu, couldn't get angry in front of reporters. She forced a smile and said: "Journalist friend, I have made it very clear. I deeply regret what I did 15 years ago, and I promised to engage in charity activities every year to commit the crime I committed."

Isn’t it enough to redeem ourselves from our unforgivable mistakes?”

"Not enough!" the young reporter said sarcastically, "If a human life can be offset by only an understatement of apology, then it would be too cheap, right? What's more, I don't see any sign of regret on your face.

, on the contrary, you enjoy it very much and are even proud of it."

"Young man, please be careful when you speak, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth..." Haruta Hayakawa on the side issued a warning letter from a lawyer.

"What I'm telling you is the truth." The reporter stood in the center of the crowd. At this moment, he accused with anger on his face, "You killed someone, why are you standing here? Why are you talking arrogantly about your own life?

What did you do?

You are nothing but a complete bastard and a scumbag. Do you deserve to be criticized by thousands of people and scorned by all people? How can you let her family members suffer by letting that white skeleton that has been left in the damp and dark for 15 years?"

The reporter became more and more angry as he talked, and in the end he threw the microphone and camera directly at my wife Shanwu. The camera hit my wife Shanwu hard on the nose, causing a sudden nosebleed.

The scene became chaotic. As a loyal supporter, lawyer Haruta Hayakawa rushed directly into the crowd and started fighting with the young reporters. Except for a few reporters who tried to break up the fight, most of the other reporters let the accompanying photographers quickly capture the news.

There was a lot of excitement in the Shibuya Kita Police Station compound. Just when the situation was getting out of control, a roar exploded like thunder on the ground, shocking everyone.

"Everyone, stop it!!"
Chapter completed!
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