Chapter 2112 (1/2)

Seoul hospital.

Zhao Yu and Li pearl stood in front of a huge single-sided glass and looked at a ward on the other side of the glass.

Unexpectedly, the hospital also has a room design similar to the monitoring room. Standing next door, Zhao Yu can clearly see Matsumoto's every move in the ward.

At the moment, Yoshiro Matsumoto is being examined by the doctor. She can no longer see the secret smile on her face and becomes kind and charitable.

If she wasn't handcuffed, no one would have thought that she was the famous black pupil killer.

”Her condition has been completely stable,” Li Zhenzhu introduced to Zhao Yu in front of the single-sided glass. ”These days, she has explained all the details of the black pupil case.

”Whether it was 45 years ago or now...”

”Mmm...” Zhao Yu nodded gently, but her eyes were always staring at Matsumoto on the other side of the glass.

”I really don't know,” said Li pearl curiously, ”what did you tell her last time you entered the ward?

”The whole person's state is completely different. She said that she has realized that her behavior has caused greater misfortune to others!

”Therefore, she is very happy to communicate and dredge with those who have been given black pupils by her, and persuade them to give up the idea of revenge!”

”Oh, so...” Zhao Yu nodded again. Before that, he did worry about it.

Because the people who were given to Heitong by Matsumoto Youji all have deep-rooted hatred, Zhao Yu was also worried that although these people were stopped by the police from killing Heitong, they would still take other revenge.

After all, these people are only planning to kill, not really implemented, so the police can't completely stop them.

Only by making them realize that their revenge fire is induced by Matsumoto, can they really put it down?

At this time, the doctor had finished the examination for Matsumoto in the ward. A psychologist came to Matsumoto and said hello to her kindly.

”How's it going, Ms. Matsumoto? How are you feeling today?” The psychologist greeted happily, ”look, you look good!”

”Hello,” Yoshihiro Matsumoto said politely, though lying on the hospital bed. ”I feel really good. It worries you...”

”Ha ha...” the psychologist smiled readily and said, ”that's good, that's good. We contacted the Japanese side and made a video connection with them this afternoon, OK?”

”Yes, yes...” Matsumoto nodded.

”Then... Do you need to prepare in advance?” The psychological expert induced, ”why don't you take me as Youzi's brother and let's practice it again?”

”I... I know what you mean...” Matsumoto said apologetically, ”it's bothering you! Don't worry, there's no need to practice. I know what I should do!

”I magnified their hatred and blinded their kindness,” Matsumoto said sadly. ”I have realized that my behavior is bad and shameful!

”I want to use their hatred to resolve the depression in my heart. This idea itself is wrong...”