When everyone escorted the suspect to the Jecka family's mansion, the sky was already turning white, and the time for Zhao Yu to leave Kosovia was getting closer.
Jieka seemed to understand Zhao Yu's thoughts and knew that Zhao Yu wanted to thoroughly understand the whole cause of the wallet murder case before leaving.
So, he sped up the interrogation and immediately started interrogating the suspect as soon as he took him to his underground wine cellar.
Since the evidence was conclusive and the criminal facts were clear, the suspect Yankoler already knew that he was doomed, so he no longer resisted and kept silent, and confessed the facts of his crime to Jieka, Zhao Yu and others on the spot.
However, an explanation is an explanation. When Yankole spoke, he changed from his previous decadence and frustration. His words were full of anger and excitement, and his mood was particularly exciting:
"Hmph! I saved lives and wounded on the front line and served the country, but what did I get in exchange for it in the end? My son is only 6 years old, 6 years old!
"Even if he is guilty, he shouldn't be beaten to death, right
"What kind of country is this? What kind of system? Blatantly shooting a 6-year-old child, is there any humanity at all!
"What happened during the war years? Even the enemy's children cannot be so cruel!
"Let me tell you, the people I killed all deserved to die! They killed my children, they all deserved to die! I thought I killed too few... "
son
When the other party said this, Zhao Yu suddenly understood.
It turns out that in this wallet murder case, the father was seeking revenge for his son!
"..." Jieka had interrogated countless heinous criminals, but he was obviously timid when it came to the father who had lost his child. He clenched his fists for a long time before saying to him, "Don't get excited! Tell me first, what is your name?" name?"
"Ramantav!" The man said his name, and then continued excitedly, "I was originally a surgeon. During the war, I was recruited by the military as a medic to help the frontline soldiers.
"Do you know how many people I have saved? I love our nation and our country with all my heart, but I never dreamed..." Ramantav roared, "The ones who killed my children turned out to be the soldiers of the country I love. , our own soldiers are the same soldiers I worked so hard to save!
"ah!!!"
After roaring to the sky, he continued to shout with compassion: "If... my child was killed by the enemy! By a bomb, even if he starved to death because there was no food, or even had a car accident, or an accident, I just accepted my fate. It was because my child was not lucky enough!
"But, he was actually shot to death in public by our generals and soldiers in such a cruel way!
“How can I still be in awe of this country, and how can I devote myself to this rotten system that makes no distinction between black and white
"ah!!?"
A roar resounded through the sky, leaving everyone present speechless.
"Listen to me, think about it..." Ramantav roared with red eyes, "What would you do if the person who was beaten to death was your own child
"Are you disappointed in this country? Are you filled with anger, eh!?"
In an instant, the entire wine cellar was silent, and no one could answer his question.
"Hmph..." Ramantav said coldly, "Do you know? After I killed people, I also felt regretful!
"However, I don't regret that I killed them, but I find that even if I kill them, I can't calm down the bad breath in my heart!
"Do you think that when I saw that Nicholas had cancer, I hesitated whether to kill him
"I tell you," he said harshly, "The reason why I was the last to kill him was because I wanted him to taste the pain caused by the disease. After he had tasted all the pain, I took out his heart and held it as a memorial. my child!!!"
Oh oh…
Hearing this, Zhao Yu couldn't help but smack his lips and sighed. It seemed that he had underestimated the murderer's resentment.
"I have a question," Jecka did not play tricks on the resentful murderer, but changed the subject at the right time and asked, "Unishenko caught your child, the general gave the order, Nikolai Shoot, I can understand this!
"But... what's going on with Linkoloff? That painter? Why did you want to kill him?"
"Hmph!" Ramantav said coldly, "My Vidi is obedient and sensible. I once warned him not to touch things belonging to dead people, so he wouldn't touch them at all.
"It was Linkeloff who stole the wallet! When he saw a soldier coming to check, he gave the wallet to my Vidi, so the damn person should have been him!!!"
ah!
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked. No one thought that this was the reason for the painter's death.
"So, Vidi is your son's name?" Jecka asked, "You were not there at the time, how can you be sure that Linkolov must have given the wallet to your son?"
"That's right," Eureka said, "Even if Linkeloff saw the soldiers after stealing the wallet, wouldn't he just throw it away? Why did he have to give it to your child?"
"I don't know..." Ramantav said disdainfully, "I heard it from other children later! They all saw it. It was Linkelof who personally put the wallet into Vidi's hand!"
"Oh?" Jacka frowned, "So, before you killed Linkelof, you didn't ask him properly? What if you killed the wrong person?"
"Why am I asking him?" Ramantav said fiercely, "As long as he has anything to do with my son's death, he must be buried with my son!
"Not only him, but those who watched the fun, those who did not help my child to plead for mercy, those indifferent bystanders, are all responsible for my son's death!
"I finally know why I still feel angry after killing these enemies!
"Because in addition to killing them, I should also kill this hopelessly decayed country!" Ramantav gritted his teeth and said, "Let me tell you, if you don't catch me today, I will take more drastic measures. Retaliatory measures! Ah... "
Ramantav twisted his body like crazy, trying to break free.
Jecca's men quickly gathered around and held him down.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Jieka smacked his lips and shook his head, feeling very uncomfortable.
Obviously, he has also fallen into an indistinguishable conflict of values...
"Since your hatred is so great," Zhao Yuze took the opportunity to ask his doubts, "then what have you been doing? Why did you wait until more than 20 years after this incident before you thought of revenge?"
"I... um..." Ramantav hesitated and said, "I wanted revenge, but unfortunately something happened. I... I..."
Seeing Lamentav's hesitant look, Zhao Yu suddenly felt something in his heart, and seemed to see something.
"I did want revenge at that time, but a bomb fell." Ramantav tilted his head and pointed at his forehead with his eyes, "I was knocked unconscious!
"When I woke up again, I was in Podgorica and a prisoner!"
“I spent the first few years in a prisoner of war camp.
“Later I was finally released, but just in time for the disintegration of Yugoslavia, I was trapped in Montenegro…
“At that time, I was only thinking about returning to Kosovia to avenge my children, so I took the risk to cross the border, but I was caught again…
“After that, I was imprisoned in Montenegro Prison for several years. After I was released from prison, I resumed my old profession and worked as a doctor in Webangzar for several years...
“Because of the stain, I tried many times but could not get the documents, and there was no way to go back to Kosovia through normal procedures.
"After the first lesson, I never dared to risk crossing the border again, so I had to slowly think of a way. It wasn't until two years ago that I finally got the documents and went to Malta. Then I made many detours before returning to Kosovi. Ya!
“Let me tell you,” Ramantav said with narrowed eyes, “Once upon a time, I also thought that my hatred would weaken as time goes by!
"But, on the contrary, the closer I get to my hometown, the more hatred I get - unforgettable!!!"
(End of chapter)