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As for the other half of the torn diary, I suspected it contained the formula of the prohibited drugs.After reading this diary, I couldn't calm down for a long time. Despite everything — despite understanding that William Johnson and his daughter had acted out of revenge and self-preservation — they had ultimately chosen the wrong path.
In this world, no one has the right to stand above the law, to take justice into their own hands, or to carry out a private execution. In the end, I turned the diary in to the police. William Johnson was arrested at a hotel near the juvenile detention center.
The case was retried in court. William Johnson was sentenced to death for inciting murder and committing intentional homicide. And Lily Johnson faced trial a second time. But this time, no one showed her sympathy just because she was a minor.
She was sentenced to 20 years in prison for assisting in a murder, failing to report a known crime, and helping to conceal the body. The punishment was heavier than expected—but not undeserved.
The night before William Johnson‘s execution, he requested to see me. When I met him across the bullet-proof glass. He looked me dead in the eyes and gave a twisted, bitter smile.
“We’re the real victims—the good people. So why are we being punished like the monsters?” he asked.
"This world is unfair. This world is sick! Just wait. One day, all of you will all be devoured by your own malice, and you’ll bring ruin to everything!"
I didn’t respond that night. But now, I finally have an answer.
In this world, good and evil are like yin and yang, —locked in constant creation and destruction. We may never be able to erase malice completely. But the law stands as a wall—a firm, unshakable shield protecting the side of goodness. And as long as that wall holds, humanity will not be lost to the dark.
