Hang up Wang Hui's phone, I thought for a long time before I finally opened my address book and dialed Xu Jie's phone.

It's almost 12 o'clock. From Xu Jie's voice, we can hear that she has gone to bed and yawned. She asked me what I wanted to do with her so late.

I hesitated for a moment to say that I was in trouble and might be prosecuted as a murderer tomorrow.

"What? Did you kill? Xu Jie's voice rose instantly.

"No, Yang Zhiping, the last defendant, wanted to retaliate against me, but was stabbed in the back by me. Now he is in the hospital." I began...