Why it never ends

Chapter 296 Night Rain
Endai fell into silence. She ran through Si Lei's reasoning quickly in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more reasonable she felt.

"But why do you say it's pointless to talk about it now?"

"Because these are all assumptions, what if the assassin didn't think so?"

"No! That must be it!"

A voice came from the side of the two of them, and Su Lei turned his head - Sophie stood at the corner of the living room at some point.

Her face was pale, and the tears on her face were still wet.

"Sophie..."

"It must be this kind of police officer Su Lei!" Sophie almost ran over, and she firmly held Su Lei's hand, "My uncle can never be involved in this kind of murder. He saw him when he was hunting. The injured rabbit can't bear it, how could it be possible to participate in the slave trade, or even kill people with your own hands!?"

"Ms. Sophie, calm down..."

"Didn't you hear what people outside were talking about him?" Sophie's voice trembled, and tears dripped from her cheeks again, "They said that everything my uncle has done these years is a disguise, that his painstaking efforts are To hide their crimes - what do they know... what do they know!"

"...I agree with you to a certain extent, but—"

"We have lived together for ten years. I know my uncle's character. He always puts his reputation more important than his life. He is a really good person in this world. Such a person will never do it for his own self-interest—"

"Sophie!" Su Lei interrupted her loudly, "Listen to me!"

Sophie was taken aback, she shivered, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Su Lei held Sophie's shoulders and pulled her to sit on the sofa next to him.

"Look, I'm going to make the inference that I'm inclined to think the duke is innocent, too, aren't I? But this isn't the time to talk about that."

"...why?" Sophie murmured.

"Because we can't risk your uncle's life," Su Lei bent down and squatted below Sophie's eye level, "Indeed, maybe the assassin's murder plan is over, as I speculated just now, but That doesn't mean the other possibility doesn't exist.

"If we change our strategy rashly now, what if the assassin reappears later?"

Sophie covered her face with her hands, shook her head, sobbed, and uttered a series of murmurs that no one else could understand. Su Lei gently patted her shoulder.

"Be strong, Sophie, and don't allow yourself to be gripped by fear."

"I just...don't understand..." Sophie struggled to squeeze out a few words, "He was already ready to die...why...why did he have to endure such an unnecessary...frame? Why? ...Why is fate so cruel to him?"

Su Lei didn't make a sound.

The butler quickly supported Sophie upstairs, and Si Lei watched her leave with mixed emotions.

Ende felt a little emotional, "She is so pitiful."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Si Lei—the police officer had already withdrawn his gaze, and was looking ahead in a daze.

"Officer Su Lei, what are you thinking about?"

Su Lei didn't answer right away. After a while, she suddenly sighed, "What does 'conscience' mean?"

"……what?"

Su Lei shook his head, "I'll go back to my room and make a phone call. Call me if you need anything."

……

At dusk, Victoria appeared in Villefort's room. She had already had a long and in-depth conversation with Alvira. After gaining the Duchess' full trust, she finally succeeded in persuading Villefort to wear another Rings that can be positioned at any time.

Compared with the previous chip, this ring can give much less information, but it retains the two most critical data - Villefort's coordinates and whether he is still alive.

The dark clouds in the distant sky flocked to Tan Yi, they brought cold wind, and also brought the omen of rain.

Villefort had no supper, but he had no appetite either.He refused everyone's company, opened the bedroom window alone, and let the wet raindrops enter his bedroom with the wind. The bone-piercing winter wind made his teeth chatter, but this painful awareness made him feel strongly. Feel yourself alive.

Villefort sat down at the desk, turned on the light yellow lamp, took out the pen, and opened the diary.

"I didn't do anything"

His hand gripped the pen so hard that the metal nib of the pen was crushed and splintered.

Villefort gritted his teeth, he felt a lava-like hot tide bursting from the bottom of his heart, grievance, anger, unwillingness...they were intertwined into an unprecedented courage.

Villefort's breathing became short, and he pressed his lips together, and in the next line he wrote:

"I didn't do anything"

He has never been more eager to see the assassin, and he is eager to clarify everything about the past to this demon everyone fears.

While copying over and over again, Villefort gradually regained his composure. It was raining heavily outside the window, and the raindrops made noisy noises on the glass window.

The bottomless night outside the window made him feel comforted.

Near midnight, there was a knock on the door, Villefort got up to open it, and Sophie stood outside.

"...You are here." Villefort quickly adjusted his expression, trying to make himself look more relaxed, "Come in."

The bedroom door was gently closed, and Sophie walked into this familiar bedroom, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, son." Villefort took a deep breath, "...I need you to do me a favor."

Sophie was taken aback, and the look on her haggard face became brighter. She nodded quickly, "I know, when Mr. Townsend came to call me in the middle of the night, I knew there must be a reason for you to look for me. What do you need me to do?"

"Come on, put your hand out."

Sophie didn't understand why, but she did it anyway.

Villefort raised his left hand, and quickly changed the ring on his index finger to Sophie's.

"……This is?"

"Shh." Villefort made a silent gesture, and he looked nervously at the window and door—half a minute passed, and everything was calm.

Villefort breathed a sigh of relief, "Good boy, listen to me... This is the tool used by the mercury needles to spy on me—"

"They're protecting you." Sophie whispered.

"Yes, that's right, they are protecting me, I know it." Villefort whispered, "But surveillance is surveillance, no matter what beautiful rhetoric it puts on, we all know that it is surveillance."

"But……"

"Don't worry, good boy," said Villefort softly, "I've had enough of taking off these monitors with mercury pins and immediately breaking in... You just sit here with your ring on, okay?"

"But where are you going?"

"I'm not going anywhere," replied Villefort, "I just want to go in and say a clean prayer and stay alone for ten or twenty minutes. Can you do me that favor?"

(End of this chapter)