Yan Bai's eyes were extremely clear, as if all the light was tilted into her eyes, bright and unignorable. The black and white pupils were printed with the pale face of Mr. Pang's face at this moment. Yan Bai curled the corners of his lips and smiled silently. The crow-colored eye feathers trembled slightly, looking simple and cute, with a sweet smile, and even making 114 feel a little scared to see it.

It thinks that Yan Bai who smiles is much more terrifying than Yan Bai who doesn't smile, because you can't guess her heart. You don't know whether she is just simply happy or wants your life.

114 vaguely distinguished Yan Bai's lips and roughly interpreted Yan Bai's meaning from it.

She seemed to be saying, Master, your death is coming.

"What did you say?" Mr. Pang came from the place where he was withdrawn from his memories and looked at Yan Bai, with a little shocked and suspicious in his eyes. He was not sure if he had heard the wrong thing just now. He heard a sentence in the girl's sweet voice.

"I didn't say anything." Yan Bai shook his head innocently and looked at the old Pang in front of him in confusion. His eyes were still a little scared and hesitant, as if he was still frightened by the threat he had just now. His voice was even more whispering. Now that he finished speaking, Yan Bai moved the manuscript on his desk and continued in a low voice.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"As long as you give this to you, are you really willing to let me go? You..." Yan Bai spoke, his voice choked, and he stopped talking, as if he was very lonely, thinking that so many people didn't believe in him.

"Of course, of course... as long as you finish writing this and leave it to me in full. If you don't tell others about this, I will definitely hide it for you. You also understand that I am on the side of justice. I am very willing to believe you and will not stand on the side of bad people. But I can't control some things. There are so many people in our department. Think about it, it takes some effort to persuade them." Old Pang nodded, and after seeing the vigilance in Yan Bai's eyes gradually dissipated, he paused for a moment, and continued to say.

"If my identity is more authoritative and more convincing, then I will naturally have enough ability to help you and make others believe in you, right?" Mr. Pang said quickly.

"That's how..." Yan Bai's frown was stretched out as he heard Old Pang's words, as if he had been persuaded by the person in front of him.

Someone once said this to her...

As he said that, she, on the side of justice, promised that as long as he gave him something, he would help her, help her get rid of that home, and help her not return to that home again.

She believed it wholeheartedly, but what happened later?

later……

She was sold by her trusted and respected teacher, and was forced to be sedative and tied to the restraint bed. She finally understood something.

There is some so-called justice in this world.

For some people, it is just a tool to gain their own interests. For profit, it is justice, and most people agree with justice. Standing by the parents and mothers, even the doctors in the mental hospital, aren’t they doing a just thing? Save the life of a girl with congenital heart disease, let her life be revitalized again, and save lives.

How righteous it is. As for the sacrifice of what is involved when doing this just thing, you don’t have to worry about it, after all, they all gain their own interests.
Chapter completed!