The atmosphere in the conference room immediately became tense.

The last time it was Zhao Ming's mother, things were more ugly, and now it's Song Chuan's turn again.

This is undoubtedly a hot potato, if it is not handled well, the impact is very bad, and no one wants to take the initiative to take the blame.

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!"

At this time, Mu Nange and Tang Nian said in unison.

One is Tang Jue's cousin, and the other is an ex-boyfriend, both of whom think it is their responsibility to come forward.

In the end, it was Tang Nian who spoke: "Xiao Mu, I lost you last time, let me come this time." After all, these are all debts left by Tang Jue, and I, the eldest brother, cannot escape the blame.

"Lao Tang is right, you can't let the female comrades bear everything."

Chen Nianzu also spoke, indicating his attitude and position.

"Okay."

Mu Nange nodded helplessly and gave up.

Tang Nian stood up, walked out of the conference room, and came to the reception hall, where he saw Song Chuan's mother.

She is over the age of six, with white hair, wearing extremely simple clothes, her eyes are a little cloudy, and she doesn't know how many vicissitudes of the world she has experienced.

Tang Nian didn't say a word, walked up to the old man, pounced, and knelt down.

"Hello, I am Tang Jue's eldest brother and a people's policeman, I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you!"

"Don't worry, we will never bend the law for personal gain, and after the memory is retrieved, no matter whether Tang Jue can recover or not, we will prosecute and give justice to all the deceased!"

Before Song Mu could speak, Tang Nian kowtowed a few times.

The boy had gold under his knees.

This kneeling is kneeling for Tang Jue!

As a police officer, it is undoubtedly my duty to serve the people.

The sins you have committed will be paid by me, the eldest brother!

The surrounding staff, seeing Tang Nian kneeling down and admitting his mistake, were all moist in their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

Tang Jue embarked on the road of crime, Tang Nian, who was an elder brother, was more painful than anyone else!

And, under absolutely tremendous pressure!

Every time a comrade or comrade-in-arms dies, he has to face endless accusations from public opinion.

There are even voices that believe that he is Tang Jue's eyeliner, providing clues and creating opportunities for Tang Jue's crimes, which led to Tang Jue never being caught.

Even so, he gritted his teeth and persevered!

Some people questioned it, so they took the initiative to hand over their rights and turned into idle posts to prove their innocence.

If someone sacrifices, even if they smash the pot and sell the iron to make money, they must send it to the families of the martyrs, not so that they can feel at ease, but that no martyr will be sacrificed in vain!

It wasn't until Tang Jue was arrested that the internal doubts gradually stopped and he was reinstated.

No one knows how much pressure he has been under in recent years.

Obviously, he was only six years older than Tang Jue, just in his early thirties, and he already had gray hair on his temples, looking like a middle-aged man in his forties.

And now, it involves such unbearable past events and sins.

Many people couldn't help but sigh.

There are many things in the world, but how much pain does this honest man have to bear before it ends?

At this moment, Song Mu's eyes were already moist and red, and she hurriedly helped him up.

"Officer Tang, I'm not here to make trouble this time."

As he spoke, the old man trembled and took out a thick pile of paper from his satchel and handed it to Tang Nian.

This is a bank remittance record, as well as a "family letter" written in Song Chuan's voice.

"This is..."

When he saw the date on the letter, Tang Nian was stunned for a moment.

Because, Song Chuan had already sacrificed at that time, how could there be a letter to write a family letter to send?

And there are a lot of remittances, basically 5,000 yuan will be transferred every month, and the thunder can't move!

"Auntie, what the hell is going on..."

Tang Nian's tone trembled, faintly thinking of a certain possibility, but he couldn't believe it, so he could only beat his heart faster.

The old man's eyes, with a deep attachment to his son, tried not to let the tears flow, and said emotionally: "Officer Tang, I think that these money and letters were sent by Tang Jue. I'm here to confirm this.

"How is this possible, how is this possible!"

Tang Nian's tears fell uncontrollably, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a while.

Mu Nange and Chen Nianzu also walked out of the conference room, noticed this scene, and stepped forward.

"I will first take these letters for handwriting analysis, and I will soon be able to confirm whether they are from Tang Jue."

Mu Nange does things neatly.

In less than ten minutes, the Criminal Investigation Technology Section sent back a message, confirming that the letter was Tang Jue's handwriting!

Although there are traces of deliberately imitating Song Chuan, there is still a big difference in the details.

At this moment, everyone was shocked!

"We found Song Chuan's body a year after Song Chuan's sacrifice because of Nie Laojiu's incident and confirmed his death."

"Could it be that during this period of time, it has always been Tang Jue, playing the identity of Song Chuan, doing filial piety for the old man?"

"Five thousand a month, this amount is not much, but it is definitely not less."

"The most important thing is how he managed to avoid Nie Laojiu's eyes and do these things without revealing his identity!"

"What is he trying to do this?"

Everyone has a complicated expression, and it is hard to believe that this matter is really from Tang Jue's handwriting.

The most important thing is, why was such an important thing skipped and not reproduced through memory?

Chen Nianzu took a deep breath and said with a serious face: "The most likely thing is that Tang Jue thinks that this matter should be done, and there is no need to record it." Didn't Professor Lu say that? The reproduction of memories will undergo some subtle changes depending on the host's mood.

"That's exactly what happened."

Mother Song's tears could no longer be controlled, like a broken bead curtain, and she grabbed Tang Nian's hand: "Officer Tang, we can't let a good person suffer such a big grievance." Tang Jue is still young, and he is just a child!

"But aunt, Song Chuan's death has nothing to do with Tang after all..."

Tang Nian choked up a little.

He also wants to clear his brother's infamy, but how easy is it?

Public opinion on the Internet has been one-sided, and everyone is cursing Tang Jue, wishing that he would die soon.

At this time, if the official stands up and whitewashes Tang Jue, I am afraid that it will become the target of public criticism.

Under the catharsis of emotions and online violence, no one cares about the truth of the matter.

Mother Song wiped her tears and barely squeezed out a smile, but the tears still couldn't stop falling.

"Actually, when I received the money and letters, Song Chuan and his father and I had some premonitions."

"Because Song Chuan rarely contacted us, we didn't support his work at that time, and felt that it was too dangerous, so he was angry and chose to go to the border city, the farther away from us, the better."

"When we first received the letter, we knew that something was wrong with him."

"Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but how can parents not recognize their son's handwriting?"

"It took us four years to digest this matter that Song Chuan was gone, in fact, even today, it is difficult to accept this fact."

"Sometimes, I still have images in front of my eyes when he was a child, running all over the ground in open crotch pants."

"After all, it is October pregnancy, a piece of meat that fell from the body, it is impossible to let go, a good person, how can you say that it is gone?"

"That's why I'm here today, who wasn't raised by my father? No matter how much mistake Tang Jue made, in that year, he did play the role of a son.

"The stories in those family letters may be fictional. But I want to believe that it's true, every time I see those letters, I feel that Song Chuan is still by my side..."

Song Mu said emotionally, every word contains deep maternal love and reluctance.

Instead of looking at anyone, her eyes looked to the ceiling, lost in memories of the past.

From time to time, a smile was revealed, as if I saw Song Chuan's voice and smile, still in my ears, still in front of my eyes...

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world!

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