Through the hospital and the understanding of nearby neighbors, Su Mo could basically confirm that Duan Lie was the murderer in the serial murder case. But I still need to confirm at the end, so wait until Saturday night.
Su Mo wore sportswear, deliberately made his expression a little more fierce, and then at around 9 pm, he knocked on Duan Lie's door.
Duan Lie looked ordinary, with no expression on his face at any time, and his eyes looked a little wooden, but that was an illusion, because he saw things differently from ordinary people.
The door opened, Su Mo pushed Duan Lie away, then walked right in, and shouted fiercely at the room: "Wu Xiaohong, you stinky bitch, come out to me!"
Duan Lie was a little confused, but did not seem angry, he just frowned and looked at Su Mo: "Who are you? What do you mean by coming to my house?"
Su Mo didn't answer, and went straight to the bedroom, scolding as he walked: "Stinky bitch, wear a green hat for me, see if I don't beat you to death."
Looking at Su Mo, who was aggressive, fierce-looking, Duan Lie didn't move. He just said in a low voice, "If you keep doing this, I'll call the police."
Coming out of the bedroom, Su Mo angrily said to Duan Lie: "Call the police? You fool around with my wife, and you are still polite, tell me, where is my wife?"
Upon hearing this, Duan Lie seemed to have thought of something. He explained, "Sir, I think you misunderstood. I don't know your wife at all, let alone have any relationship with your wife."
Su Mo took out his cell phone and showed Duan Lie a message: "Take a look, isn't this you, who else?"
Duan Lie leaned in for a closer look, then looked up at Su Mo: "This is not Huating Residential Area, it is Hualin Residential Area. Look closely, sir."
The message showed that it was sent by someone marked as "good buddy". The content was: Your wife is in Huating Residential Area 404, hurry up and come over.
Su Mo pretended to be stunned for a moment, then took a careful look and asked, "Isn't this Huating Residential Area? Could it be that the cab driver got it wrong?"
Duan Lie said expressionlessly, "The driver must have misheard it. Alright, please leave, sir, otherwise I'll call the police."
Su Mo quickly apologized, then ran away like the wind. This little interlude did not attract Duan Lie's attention at all. He just felt unlucky.
After leaving, Su Mo's expression changed, with a slight morbid flush on his smiling face, invisible to others in the dark.
He confirmed that Duan Lie was the murderer. After entering, he inadvertently saw many things.
First of all, the decoration and layout were very awkward. The sofa and TV were diagonally opposite each other, and the coffee table was diagonally opposite the sofa. Ordinary people simply cannot stand this feeling, but judging from the traces on the ground, it had always been like this.
Only someone with a fragmented personality like Duan Lie would like it.
Next, there was the kitchen. Just now when he passed the kitchen, he saw a duck placed on the chopping board, cut into several segments. But it was not cut into small pieces, just separated, and awkwardly placed there.
This was Duan Lie relieving the pain in his heart by dismembering animals. Perhaps if this continued, he would commit more murders.
Finally, after he entered the bedroom, he saw many gym cards on the desk and figured out the most critical question.
That was the connection between the 4 victims and Duan Lie.
Previously, the police had looked for contacts between the 4 victims and dozens of suspects, but eventually found none, which was why the case could not be investigated.
But who would have thought that it turned out to be through the gym. Su Mo understood this very well, because he was thinking about the problem from the murderer’s perspective.
It was simple. A doctor who met people at the gym were all health-conscious. After getting familiar, find a chance to make an appointment with the target at a place arranged by yourself.
Then you can carry out the killing, and avoid a lot of evidence, because I chose the location and the victim came voluntarily.
This also explained why after 4 cases, not a single clue could be found. Everything was prepared in advance, the victim was cooperative, so of course there was no evidence.
It was easy to verify this. Su Mo would go to verify it tomorrow.
The next day, pretending to be relatives of the 4 victims, Su Mo went through those gyms. The result was as he had expected. Duan Lie was a member of 4 different gyms.
This guy was also careful. He didn't look for targets at one gym, but looked for one target each at different gyms. How could the police possibly find out?
At night, in the archives, Su Mo sat alone in the dark. His eyes were slightly squinted. He had already figured out how to try Duan Lie.
"Duan Lie, you don't understand the ultimate art of fragmentation, so let me show you this ultimate romance!"
6 days later, today was Saturday, Duan Lie was not working. At this time, he was reading at home to calm himself down, otherwise the strong desire in his heart would make him very painful.
It was around 2 pm now when he received a text message on his mobile phone notifying him to pick up a delivery. He was a little puzzled, wondering who would send him something.
However, even though he had no family or friends, he did occasionally receive deliveries, some from the hospital, some from patient families and so on.
He didn't think much of it and went out towards the address in the text message. He had never been to this delivery station before, but it wasn't far, about 500 meters from his home.
After walking for a few minutes, he saw a small house with the words Feiniao Express Delivery written on it. The store looked a little shabby, as if it had been abandoned.
But at the moment, a young man was busy lowering his head at the door. Duan Lie walked straight over.
"Hello, I'm 0374, here to pick up a delivery", this was the last four digits of his phone number.
Upon hearing this, the youth did not look up, but pointed inside and said, "They are all in there, go find it yourself."
Duan Lie didn't care and walked past the young man with his head lowered towards the inside. Just as Duan Lie walked past the young man, the young man looked up to reveal Su Mo's face. Su Mo quickly took out a stun gun and put it on Duan Lie's neck, instantly knocking Duan Lie unconscious.
Then he put Duan Lie in a box that had been prepared early, dragged him into the room, and closed the rolling door.
This was indeed an express delivery service outlet, but it had been abandoned for a few months. Duan Lie would never have imagined that he would be controlled in broad daylight.
Su Mo used Duan Lie's modus operandi to lure the prey to the door, so there would be few clues left, and few surveillance cameras along this road.
After spending one or two hours to restore the exterior, he entered the room where tools had now been placed. He needed to wait, wait for nightfall.
Around midnight, Duan Lie woke up to find that he was firmly tied up all over his body, with his mouth sealed.

ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"

y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”

transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!

uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.