He still doesn't understand what went wrong.

I have been very careful these days, especially after I separated from Ishiwata Keixing, I have been even more cautious in my words and deeds, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Fang now looked at Ito Hiroshi without saying a word, and continued: "Don't think that you can prove your innocence just by dying!"

Hiroshi Ito suddenly raised his head and looked at the handsome young man in front of him with a slight smile on his lips.

His eyes were clear, yet extremely profound, making it difficult for people to guess.

"When you die, all the blame will be placed on your head, whether it's true or false. At that time, others won't be able to say whatever they want, and you won't even have a chance to defend yourself."

One death and a hundred deaths, that was Ito Hiroshi's own idea.

This is not the case. There is a saying that dead people are the safest. Apart from not having to worry about them leaking secrets, the biggest use is that they can be manipulated at will.

The so-called coffin conclusion was just a joke. He believed that with Miura Kazuichi's character, when necessary in the future, he would definitely open his coffin and put the blame on his body without hesitation.

"History is a little girl who can be dressed up by others! If you die now, how many waves can Hiroshi Ito afford in the long river of history?" Fang Jin said word by word.

After hearing these words, Hiroshi Ito felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a sledgehammer. He was so suffocated that he couldn't breathe. The numbness in his tailbone spread all the way to Tianling Gai.

Yes, once he dies, he will bear the reputation of a traitor forever.

How many years later, someone will point to his name and say: "Look, it's this traitor!"

For a moment, Ito Hiroshi was so distraught that even death could not remove him from suspicion. Is there anything more desperate than this in the world?

Looking at Ito Hiroshi's painful expression, Fang now knew that the heat was coming.

Ito Hiroshi's face twitched and he did not answer Fang's question. Suddenly his throat moved and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

During the arrest just now, I was punched hard in the lower abdomen and experienced the pain of not being able to live or die. My heart was already on the verge of collapse. I had always relied on my tenacious perseverance to support me. At this time

Unable to continue any longer, his head drooped and he fainted.

Fang Jin checked him and whispered: "It's okay. He just fainted due to anger. He will recover after taking a short rest."

Wang Weizhong stepped forward and checked it out. It was indeed as Fang said now, and he felt relieved.

A few minutes later, Hiroshi Ito woke up faintly, his face pale and green, and the fine lines between his mouth and eyebrows clearly showed infinite sorrow.

When he looked at Fang Xin again, his eyes were full of sadness and pain, but there was no hatred like before.

Fang couldn't help but feel happy now that the great work was almost completed.
Chapter completed!