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.

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.