Interrogation room.
Li Yuanliang sat in the interrogation chair.
At this moment, he was extremely nervous, his heart racing.
The feeling of being brought to an interrogation room with no one questioning him was unsettling.
It felt almost exactly like the chilly sensation of having an alcohol swab wiped on your bottom before getting a shot as a child...
Finally, after waiting for about six or seven minutes, the door to the interrogation room opened.
Han Fei and Xu Mo walked in.
Notably, they were both carrying something.
Han Fei held a glass vase with a single rose, while Xu Mo carried a birthday cake.
They sat down at the table across from him.
Xu Mo, imitating scenes from TV dramas, reached out and turned on the interrogation lamp on the table, adjusting its direction so that the light shone directly on Li Yuanliang.
The latter, startled by the sudden bright light, couldn't keep his eyes open. He immediately raised his arm, placing his palm in front of his eyes to block the glaring light, while saying:
"Officer, this light is a bit too bright. Can you turn it off?"
"It's fine," Xu Mo smiled. "So what if it's glaring? It's not hurting my eyes."
Han Fei: "..."
Xu Mo's explanation was something else.
The interrogation lamp was mainly used to intimidate suspects, and the light could make suspects feel as if their actions had been exposed, just like they were now exposed under the lamp - it was a psychological suggestion.
At the same time, with the interrogators sitting behind the light, they could clearly see the suspect's expressions, but the suspect couldn't see the interrogators clearly due to the backlighting, creating a situation where the enemy was visible but we were hidden.
However, this thing was really too bright. Using such a glaring light to shine on suspects had a bit of a 'coerced confession' feel to it.
So nowadays, the police rarely use interrogation lamps during questioning.
But from Xu Mo's words, it seemed he had no other intention in turning on the lamp other than to shine the strong light in Li Yuanliang's eyes!
Of course, since the lamp was already on, Han Fei didn't bother to turn it off.
As Xu Mo said, if it's glaring, so be it. After all, it wasn't hurting their eyes...
Pointing to the rose and cake they had brought in, Han Fei spoke up.
"Do these two items look familiar to you?"
"N-no... not familiar," Under the direct glare of the interrogation lamp, Li Yuanliang was obviously more flustered, to the point where he even started to stutter.
"Not familiar? These were delivered to Guan Yiliu's doorstep by you at midnight yesterday. After forensic testing, both the cake and the rose stem contained ricin toxin, which is what caused Guan Yiliu's death," As he spoke, Han Fei played a surveillance video clip for Li Yuanliang.
This clip was the one Xu Mo had copied and brought back.
"We wouldn't have arrested you without solid evidence. Everything you did was captured on camera. There's no use denying it; we have proof."
Seeing this surveillance footage, Li Yuanliang felt his world crumbling. He stared at the monitor, his face ashen.
Earlier, he could still try to deny knowing about the cake and rose, but after seeing this footage, he simply fell silent.
The police had even obtained the surveillance footage he had deleted. There was no point in trying to deny it anymore.
Next, Han Fei produced two reports.
"This one is Guan Yiliu's autopsy report, which shows she died from ricin poisoning. This one is the chemical analysis of the cake and rose stem surfaces, both of which show traces of ricin."
Li Yuanliang remained silent.
But now, his face was pale, his lips trembling and colorless, presumably out of fear.
Seeing that Li Yuanliang's weak psychological defenses seemed to have been shattered, Han Fei leaned forward, placing both hands on the table.
"Tell us, why did you kill her? You should know, leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist."
"Officers, if I confess now, can my sentence be reduced?" Li Yuanliang asked tentatively.
He knew he couldn't escape punishment, but he wondered if voluntarily confessing could reduce his sentence. If so, he was quite willing to confess!
"Whether your sentence can be reduced depends on your cooperation," Han Fei gave an ambiguous answer. "I can't guarantee a reduced sentence for confessing, but if you continue to deny everything, it will definitely increase your punishment."
Hearing this, Li Yuanliang pondered for a moment.
Finally, gritting his teeth, he said: "I'll talk!"
Han Fei glanced at the camera nearby, making sure it was working properly, then nodded: "Go ahead."
Then, Li Yuanliang detailed his motives for murder and the process of his crime.
"I killed her mainly because I hated her. If it wasn't for her, my family wouldn't have fallen apart, my father wouldn't have abandoned me and my mother, and my mother wouldn't have died from excessive grief... I could have had a very happy family, but it was all ruined by that woman. If I didn't kill her, I wouldn't have the face to meet my mother in the afterlife."
Li Yuanliang's motive for murder was close to Xu Mo's guess - it was indeed because he hated Guan Yiliu for breaking up his family.
Taking a deep breath, Li Yuanliang continued.
"My mother passed away six months ago. After she died, I found my hatred for that woman growing stronger and stronger. I wanted to kill her, very much so. So I started planning six months ago. I learned about ricin toxin from a movie, and then went to great lengths to obtain a small amount of it."
"After that, I applied for a job as a security guard in the community. After working there for a while, I used my position to find out her exact address. Initially, I planned to go directly to her home and force the poison down her throat, but I was afraid she might immediately go to get her stomach pumped, so I planned for a bit longer."
"I discovered that woman liked to mess around with young guys, so I registered a WeChat account using a fake photo and chatted with her. I thought it would take some effort, but I didn't expect her to be so stupid and fall for it right away. Through our chats, I learned that today was her birthday. It was a good opportunity, so I timed the delivery of the poisoned gift for midnight, and that's how I poisoned her."
"This morning, I went to the community again and, when no one was around, I deleted that section of surveillance footage. I didn't expect... you would still find it in the end," Li Yuanliang said with a bitter smile.
Then, he slumped in the interrogation chair: "That's all I have to say. I've confessed everything."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."