"What good can it do to scare someone?" Xu Mo shook his head helplessly, "She's not afraid of dismembered bodies, doesn't that seem suspicious to you?"
Hearing this, Chen Ke furrowed his brows slightly and glanced at the old lady beside him.
Yes, why wouldn't this old lady be afraid of dismembered bodies...
After all, even he, a seasoned detective, felt a bit uneasy seeing such a scene. It was only natural for ordinary people to be terrified!
Moreover, according to the old lady, she used to be a female worker in a knitting factory and now makes a living by picking up scrap.
She was as ordinary as they come. Yet, seeing dismembered bodies, she remained calm, which was indeed suspicious.
The local police officers in Hang City, including Xiao Li, realized they had misunderstood Xu Mo.
Xu Mo hadn't been asking aimlessly; he had his reasons for questioning like that. This old lady clearly had something to hide.
"I was already suspicious when I first arrived, starting to doubt her. How could an ordinary person not be afraid of a corpse, not even showing a hint of fear on their face?" Xu Mo continued.
"After examining the dismembered bodies, I became even more suspicious. The wound on the back of the victim's head was shallow, indicating the killer had little strength. Therefore, the killer was either a woman, an elderly person, or a child, which perfectly fits her profile."
"Later, I specifically asked about her job. If she had worked in professions like butcher, nurse, mortician, or police officer, then her composure in the face of body parts might be understandable, given the nature of her work. But she claimed to be a knitting factory worker, which shouldn't give her such a big heart."
"Even if we take a step back and consider someone with a particularly large heart among ordinary people, they might not be afraid of a whole corpse, but seeing dismembered bodies and not being afraid... I don't think that exists."
"Furthermore, when I asked her if she knew the victim, do you remember how she answered? She said she did."
At this point, Xu Mo turned to look at Chen Ke and the others.
"Setting aside your police identities, imagine you were just ordinary people. What would your first reaction be if you found dismembered bodies in a trash can? Would you rummage through the trash bag to find the head and specifically look to see who the dead person was?"
Without hesitation, the group shook their heads. There was no need to think about it!
Ordinary people would definitely call the police immediately. Who would go through the trouble of digging out the head from the dismembered bodies to see who it was?
Not to mention the fear factor, as a witness, it's best not to touch the corpse to avoid leaving fingerprints, which would complicate matters.
Moreover, even touching a normal corpse is scary, let alone dismembered ones.
Finding the head among a pile of dismembered bodies and identifying the victim? That's absurd! Only people in certain professions would have such courage; who else would?
In such a situation, the only one who would know the identity of the victim is likely the killer. Seeing dismembered bodies and not being afraid is probably also the killer, because these body parts were cut by the killer themselves; what is there to be afraid of?
The identity of the victim was first revealed by this old lady. After she spoke, the onlookers and police officers learned who the victim was.
Now, the police officers realized that the killer was likely the old lady in front of them, the so-called witness.
Seeing the police officers staring at her with suspicion, the old lady became even more flustered and immediately began to explain.
"No, I'm not the killer! I'm not afraid because I've seen a corpse before. My husband passed away at night, and I held him all night before realizing he was gone... So the second time, I wasn't as scared!"
"Seeing a corpse once makes you brave enough to rummage through dismembered bodies in a trash can? Do you believe that yourself? Are a corpse and dismembered bodies the same thing?" Xu Mo questioned.
"I, I didn't dare to rummage... I didn't rummage either. I accidentally tore the bag and happened to see the face, that's how I knew who died. Then I immediately called the police and didn't touch the bag again. I was scared of the dismembered bodies!"
This explanation had even bigger holes.
Accidentally tearing the bag and just happening to see a face? How could that be possible.
"You can't see a face through the tear in the bag that held the body parts. The head was clearly at the bottom of the bag. How did you see the face?" Chen Ke rebutted.
Xu Mo was examining the body parts when he was watching.
The bag containing the body parts was indeed torn, but the head wasn't visible.
He remembered clearly that the head was at the bottom of the bag. That's why Xu Mo was the last to complete the head when he was piecing together the body on the ground.
He hadn't considered these details before, but after Xu Mo pointed them out, he recalled them.
Logically, the old lady, as a witness, shouldn't have known the identity of the victim because she couldn't have seen the face. Yet, she knew the victim's identity.
The result was clear... she was the killer.
At this point, the old lady didn't know how to continue fabricating her story. Her mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Realizing she had no more excuses, she lowered her head and shed tears of regret.
"When my husband died, people spread rumors that I was a jinx, that my husband died early because he married me. When my son died, they said I jinxed my son... I was so angry that I planned for a long time and found an opportunity to kill her."
Seeing that the old lady had confessed, Xiao Li immediately took out handcuffs and stepped forward to cuff her.
The case was solved.
The killer was the witness who reported the crime.
She chose to call the police herself instead of waiting for someone else to find the body, perhaps hoping to use her identity as a witness to eliminate any suspicion the police might have had about her.
...
At this moment, Director Wang and his team were still on their way, less than a kilometer from their destination.
In the car, Director Wang was quite worried.
"It's a dismemberment case, probably tough to handle. The higher-ups are very concerned about this case, demanding we solve it within forty-eight hours... I wonder if we can crack the case within forty-eight hours."
Little did he know that before he even arrived, Xu Mo and the others had already solved the case, achieving a miraculous speed...
Just then, Director Wang's phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Xiao Li.
"Hello... What? The case is solved!?" Director Wang was stunned.
After receiving the report, he immediately set off with his team to the crime scene without a moment's delay.
Yet, he was still on the road, not even reaching the crime scene, and the case was already solved?
It had been less than half an hour! Was this a joke?
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
