The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217: Chapter 217 Cat Spirit’s Revenge

The online users, who were initially just speculating, suddenly saw the news and instantly felt like they had guessed the worst possible outcome.

At this moment, the users could no longer restrain their profanities.

[You bastard! You bastard! You bastard!]

[Is it really true that they’re planning this? Diagnosing as mentally ill means you don’t have to be sentenced?]

[No, if he is mentally ill, shouldn’t he be locked up even more?]

[He tortured and killed nearly a hundred small lives. Are you really going to prove he’s mentally ill just to let him out and find a new target to kill?]

[If this man is eventually released without charge due to mental illness, I will truly question the nation’s laws!]

[Is no one speaking up for our cats and dogs? Has torturing and killing small animals actually become legal?]

[Reject the idea that mentally ill patients are not culpable for murder!]

[Reject the release of mentally ill patients without charge!]

Perhaps the online uproar over Finnian possibly escaping punishment due to mental illness had grown too fierce.

Sea City police once again urgently released a notice.

The notice included three points.

First, after investigation, the police confirmed that Finnian had cruelly killed nearly a hundred cats since childhood; the nature and societal impact were extremely adverse!

Second, Finnian had indeed applied for a mental illness assessment, but the results were not yet clear.

Third, the claim that mentally ill patients are not culpable for murder is inaccurate.

According to the national determination of criminal responsibility for special personnel, mentally ill individuals who cause harmful results when they cannot discern or control their actions can be exempt from criminal responsibility, based on identification through a legal procedure.

However, there would be strict supervision and medical treatment required by their family or guardian, and when necessary, forced treatment by the government.

Correspondingly, there are also determinations for intermittent mental patients.

The law mandates that if intermittent mental patients commit crimes when mentally sound, they also bear criminal responsibility.

In short, if it can be proven that he did not suffer an episode while committing the crime and had the ability to control his actions, he would need to take relevant criminal responsibility even if mentally ill.

Being mentally ill is not a get-out-of-jail-free card.

At least that’s how Scarlett Jennings saw it.

Even if Finnian were eventually proven to be mentally ill, he couldn’t easily escape legal punishment.

Because first of all, the parents of the victims in this incident wouldn’t allow him to evade legal punishment due to mental illness.

These parents wouldn’t let go of him when their children suffered such great fright for no reason, possibly leading to psychological shadows.

Even if they spent money or used connections, Finnian would ultimately be judged to have committed the crime in a normal mental state.

Sometimes, indeed, capital represents unfairness.

But at other times, capital also represents absolute power.

Finnian, who was detained, was unaware that even before his mental diagnosis report was out, his fate was already decided.

Scarlett Jennings glanced again at the number of cats he killed, released by the police, and thought of the tragic state of animal resentful spirits entwined around him. She thought for a moment and sent Donovan Jennings a message, asking him to help investigate Finnian’s address.

She figured if Donovan asked, she’d say she was going over to help those tortured Cat Spirits eliminate resentment, but Donovan didn’t even question it; in less than ten minutes, he sent Scarlett Finnian’s relevant information.

Scarlett pressed her lips together, resisting the urge to call him,

"Don’t you wonder why I want this information?"

Over the phone, Donovan chuckled and simply said, "You can do whatever you want."

Even if she wanted to help teach the guy a lesson, the Jennings Family could step in.

Right, to avoid the cats disturbing the neighbors, he would cut their tongues out as soon as he caught them.

And now, it was as if his tongue had also been severed.

Cold sweat seeped from the torn flesh; he convulsed, struggling to escape the anguish, yet oddly his limbs felt beyond his control.

Quickly he felt as if his stomach was being sliced open, his limbs seemingly broken, each moment of pain nearly plunging him into overwhelming despair.

And yet he couldn’t utter a single sound.

At this moment, his eyes mirrored the same fear and despair as those cats’.

He wanted to scream.

He wanted someone to save him.

Why was there no one? Who would come to save him...

He was on the brink of death.

But why wasn’t he dead yet? ƒreewebɳovel.com

The pain was unbearable, truly unbearable...

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When the officer returned with a freshly made instant noodle cup, he immediately noticed Finnian lying on the bed, convulsing while desperately clawing at his throat and stomach.

The officer’s face changed instantly, and he rushed over while calling for help and unlocking the door.

Entering the room, he found that Finnian’s state was indeed quite miserable.

His nails had almost ripped his face, throat, and belly apart, with blood seeping from the torn flesh, although it wasn’t fatal, it certainly looked terrifying.

The officer cursed silently, perceiving that indeed Finnian was insane.

To fully establish himself as mentally ill, did he actually go so far to harm himself?!