Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 216 Rooftop
Fifteen minutes later, several police cars from the Municipal Public Security Bureau stopped not far from the Sunshine Building.

The clear sky instantly turned cloudy, and thick clouds pressed down, surrounding the towering buildings as if they were covered by a gray shroud.

After nodding solemnly to everyone, Wei Qingsong turned and stepped into the building without hesitation.

It was Sunday, and the usually crowded office building was rather quiet.

The elevator only goes up to the 39th floor.

After exiting the elevator, go up one and a half floors of stairs on the left to reach the rooftop terrace of the Sunshine Building.

The door was ajar. Wei Qingsong stood still for a few seconds before reaching out and pushing open the rusty metal door.

Guan Wenhan leaned casually and lazily against the rooftop railing with her back to the door, overlooking the city.

Hearing the door open, she didn't turn around: "You came faster than I expected. It seems you really want to know the truth."

Wei Qingsong remained silent and continued walking forward.

The wind was strong on the rooftop, making the hem of my clothes flutter wildly and the stray hairs on my forehead fly freely.

She brushed her hair behind her ear and went straight to the point: "You forged identities, trafficked people, ran black markets, played tricks on the police, treated human lives as your playground for winning, and turned the chaotic public order into your stage for performance."

“I know that the negotiation was just a lie. You’ve made this your final stage.”

Guan Wenhan turned around, her beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, looking at her with interest: "Then you still dared to come alone?"

Wei Qingsong looked at her calmly: "I came to stop you from doing something foolish."

"Oh?" She smiled. "You know what I'm going to do?"

Wei Qingsong glanced at her indifferently.

"At first, I mistakenly thought you wanted to use your bargaining chips to gain an opportunity to negotiate."

"It wasn't until you told me where we were going to meet that I started to suspect that your real purpose in wanting to see me was probably not so simple."

"But I was too slow to react. It wasn't until just now, the moment I pushed open the door, that I suddenly realized what was happening."

"How could someone like you, with both theatrical performance and antisocial personality disorder, possibly see the error of your ways and repent?"

"You want to see me not to negotiate, but to use your life to launch a final, all-or-nothing attack on me."

“The Sunshine Building is a perfect stage for you. It’s only three subway stops away from the city center, offering panoramic views of the entire city and making you the center of attention with ease.”

"You must bring this game, which you have been leading, to a grand close here."

"But human life is not a game, and you have no right to put an end to this case before you stand trial."

Guan Wenhan listened quietly to her finish speaking, showing no anger at being exposed, but instead revealing an extremely enjoyable smile.

Because of excessive plastic surgery, her facial muscles are too stiff, making her smile unnatural and somewhat eerie upon closer inspection.

She laughed several times before regaining her composure: "You actually saw right through me, Wei Qingsong. You are more perceptive and intelligent than I imagined. You are truly a criminal nemesis. No wonder so many people are wary of you."

"They really underestimated you. After going through so much, you still have a pure heart. Someone like you can only lose to yourself."

"Unfortunately, I realized it too late."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, stepped onto a stack of bricks at her feet, and sat sideways on the rooftop railing. The way she spoke these words was strikingly similar to Wei Qingsong's usual deductive reasoning.

Wei Qingsong reacted almost immediately: "I guessed right, you are also an expert in psychology."

"If you hadn't gone astray, you would have achieved considerable success. Now, you're risking your life to take the blame for the real mastermind. Is it worth it?"

At the same time, under the shade of a tree twenty meters away from the Sunshine Building, Bai Rushuang saw through binoculars the woman's dangerous action of sitting on the high platform.

"Captain Lu, something's wrong."

Lu Jingming made a quick decision and made arrangements: "Evacuate the crowd, block off the plaza in front of the building, notify the fire department to send more people, and borrow as many blankets or similar soft fillings as possible from the nearby residents before the firefighters arrive."

"Chen Jin, come with me to the rooftop."

Everyone looked solemn. Although they didn't know what had happened on the rooftop, they all understood that "Guan Wenhan" could not die here.

On the rooftop, the woman revealed another eerie, twisted smile.

Her stiff muscles couldn't accurately express her emotions, but her dark eyes held a lifeless sadness.

"There aren't many things in this world that are truly worthwhile. You're not me, so you wouldn't understand. Everything I've done has been of my own free will, and I have no regrets."

Wei Qingsong held her breath and stood a few steps away from her, not daring to get any closer for fear that she would act impulsively.

She tried to appeal to his emotions: "You said you don't regret it."

"In the Liyang Hotel, those girls forced into prostitution, those girls trafficked to Southeast Asia whose whereabouts are still unknown—they have no grudge against you. Can you really say you have no conscience?"

The woman's gaze faltered for a moment, wavering for a fleeting instant, before quickly hardening again: "If I weren't ruthless, I would have died on the border long ago. How could I have achieved my current status? Along the way, I have made many sacrifices that are difficult for ordinary people to comprehend."

"I'm ruthless and cruel, and I've become unrecognizable. But as long as I can achieve my goal, I'm willing to risk my own life, let alone the lives of others. They're just unlucky to have met me."

Wei Qingsong frowned as she listened: "You are also a woman, you have a family, how can you talk about your crimes so justifiably?"

"Family?" The woman burst into manic laughter, tears streaming down her face. "When my family was persecuted to death, not a single person stood up for me. Even the people I loved most betrayed me."

"This world is inherently unfair. Good people don't get good rewards, while treacherous, hypocritical, and deceitful people have the last laugh. I hate this world and I hate everyone!"

“Wei Qingsong, don’t advise others to be kind if you haven’t experienced their suffering. We have similar circumstances, and we are clearly the same kind of people. You should understand me better.”

"Sometimes I really envy you. You have no hatred, no obsession, so you can pursue your love without any scruples."

"But I don't understand why you can let go of hatred so easily. Should I say you're magnanimous, or just heartless?"

"I took my revenge in my own way, how did that make me a heinous criminal, while you put on a condescending attitude and criticize me? Your saintly, white lotus appearance is disgusting!"

The woman was emotional, her eyes filled with resentment and accusation.

Wei Qingsong remained silent for a long time, then took a deep breath: "I don't know what you've been through, so I won't say those empty words to you."

“I am not superior, nor am I advising you to do good. I am not a saint, I will not be magnanimous for others, and I will not forgive those who have hurt me.”

You said that we were in similar circumstances and should be the same kind of people.

“You’re wrong. I do have hatred too, and I want to return all the knives that were used to slowly torture me. But I only hate those who deserve it, and I only seek revenge on the guilty. I will never harm innocent people just because I have suffered injustice.”

"No matter how painful your past may be, it cannot be an excuse for murder, robbery, trafficking of young girls, or forcing women into prostitution."