Acting, Different Positions

That night, since Gu Yan did not deliberately block the information, the murder at Jianghai Hospital quickly made headlines on local news.

Jianghai Hospital.

Dozens of police cars were parked inside the hospital.

Chen Yingyin led her team to the scene for investigation.

She frowned as she looked at the body in front of her, currently being examined by the forensic doctor.

Such a neat hole... The inner wall of the chest cavity was also charred.

It was as if someone had pierced through the victim's body with a hot object in an instant.

Chen Yingyin walked to the window and, based on her experience, immediately deduced that the murderer had escaped by breaking through the window.

And it seemed quite frantic, but...

When she looked down, her expression darkened.

The inpatient department had five floors, and they were currently on the private fifth floor.

Ordinary people jumping from here would either die or be severely injured. Combined with the victim's injuries, Chen Yingyin had a pretty good idea of what had happened.

It seemed... yet another martial artist murder case!

Thinking of this, she called out to her team members, "Where are the victim's family members?"

"Chen Jie, they're in the next ward! There are also hospital nurses with them, all of whom seem to be in shock!"

Chen Yingyin nodded. While waiting for the forensic examination, she headed to the next ward, hoping to gather some useful information.

Moreover, it was quite coincidental—or perhaps fate—that the victim this time was actually Wang Yulan...

Could this case also be related to Xiao Lin?

Arriving at the next ward, Chen Yingyin met the victim's family.

The woman looked numb, and only showed a slight reaction upon hearing Chen Yingyin's approach. She lifted her head, looking at Chen Yingyin with a hoarse voice, "Have you caught the murderer yet...?"

Chen Yingyin was shocked. The woman's eyes were the most frenzied she had ever seen in her career.

The murderous intent hidden under the forced calm... It was clear that the woman was desperate to kill the murderer.

Unfortunately...

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wang, the murderer hasn't been caught yet."

"But rest assured, we won't let any criminal escape."

"Now, I hope both of you can provide some useful clues."

Chen Yingyin then glanced at the hospital nurse beside her, whose face was pale and still in shock.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yulan stared fiercely at Chen Yingyin, her voice filled with venom, "Fine... I'll tell you. I saw everything clearly!"

"The murderer... was Xiao Lin!!"

!!

Chen Yingyin's expression changed. It was Xiao Lin again!!

She gave a subtle signal to her team member, who nodded to indicate readiness.

Then Chen Yingyin continued, "Can you explain the details to us?"

Wang Yulan took a deep breath, but couldn't calm herself down: "It went like this..."

...

...

Meanwhile, Gu Yan was alone after Mei Xue had left. He closed his eyes, lightly tapping his fingers on the car seat, as if waiting for something.

The next moment.

Ring ring~~

His phone rang.

Gu Yan's eyes revealed a hint of amusement. Here it comes.

After waiting for a while, he picked up the phone, his tone perfectly conveying a mix of confusion and surprise: "Sister Yingyin? Why are you calling me at this time?"

On the other end, Chen Yingyin stood outside the ward, her voice low: "Gu Yan, there's no time to explain much. Wang Yulan's mother is dead. Come to Jianghai Hospital right away."

Gu Yan's voice immediately turned panicked: "What? Teacher Wang Lan is dead?! Wait, I'm coming right now!"

Click, the call ended.

Old Gao, who had been silently watching everything in front, honestly didn't understand what young master was trying to do. Even the fact that young master had become the King of Night remained unknown to him.

But...

The fact that young master had revealed his true identity so openly in front of him must mean that young master trusted him, right?

Heh, whatever the case, no matter what young master's identity is or what he intends to do, I will follow him for the rest of my life.

Half an hour later.

It was already late at night, 23:11.

A hurried running sound echoed through the top floor hallway of Jianghai Hospital's inpatient department.

Swish!

The ward door was pushed open.

Gu Yan stood at the door, looking panicked as he scanned the room, as if searching for something.

Until he saw the woman sitting on the hospital bed, her expression numb. Gu Yan then showed an expression of disbelief.

His voice trembled as he walked step by step toward her, forcing a stiff smile: "Yu... Yulan sister... what exactly... what on earth has happened..."

Chen Yingyin stood beside Wang Yulan, and seeing Gu Yan's collapse, she couldn't help but close her eyes in sympathy.

Hearing Gu Yan's voice, Wang Yulan slowly lifted her head.

Her heart, already numb from her mother's death, had remained calm no matter how the police tried to comfort her.

But now...

Seeing Gu Yan also collapse because of her mother's death, she finally couldn't hold back.

Wang Yulan's tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Her voice choked as she said, "Gu Yan... my mom is dead..."

"Xiao Lin killed her..."

"I saw it with my own eyes..."

"Waaahhh... Gu Yan... what should I do... what should I do!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yan seemed to be hit with immense shock. He staggered, his face turning extremely pale.

A young policeman quickly stepped forward to support Gu Yan: "Comrade, comrade, stay strong!"

"No... it can't be! Teacher Wang Lan wouldn't die!"

"How could Teacher Wang Lan die! Everything was going so well! Why would this happen!"

"Xiao Lin wasn't just reconciled with us?! Why would he do such a thing!!"

Gu Yan's voice became very agitated, and hot tears fell from his eyes.

Hearing this, Wang Yulan's eyes were even more filled with sorrow and hatred: "He's a liar! His goal was to take revenge on us!"

"Everything was fake! His apology was fake!"

"It's all my fault... I brought this upon my mom..."

As she spoke, Wang Yulan covered her face and cried again.

Chen Yingyin comforted Wang Yulan while telling Gu Yan, "Gu Yan, go outside and wait for a while. I need to talk to you about something."

Having Gu Yan here would only keep Wang Yulan's emotions from stabilizing.

Gu Yan, still immersed in sadness, nodded: "Okay, Sister Yingyin."

Saying that, Gu Yan walked out of the ward, wiping his tears as he spoke to the two policemen stationed outside, his voice choked: "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Sure, comrade."

"Comrade, don't be too sad. Our Chen team will definitely catch the murderer!"

"Yes, I trust you!"

Gu Yan thanked them as he headed to the bathroom.

But...

The sorrowful expression on his face instantly disappeared. He washed his face.

Then he looked up at the mirror, revealing a calm and indifferent expression.

Good, everything is going according to my script. Xiao Lin is now completely at odds with Wang Yulan, with no chance of reconciliation.

It was worth all the steps he had taken.

So what's next...

He spoke, as if addressing someone.

"Prepare for Wang Yulan to join the Peach Blossom Society."

A lively voice came from behind Gu Yan: "Yes, master."

Heh, Gu Yan's lips curled slightly.

Originally, in the original plot, Wang Yulan would also join the Peach Blossom Society, but she became Xiao Lin's ally.

Now, by having Wang Yulan join the Peach Blossom Society and then taking over it, he would...

Effectively secure Wang Yulan, the original female supporting character, ensuring she wouldn't defect to the protagonist Xiao Lin.

Even more, he could use Wang Yulan's strength to deal with Xiao Lin.

This was also a safeguard. If the "Mie Gong Shui" (a fictional substance that nullifies abilities) given to Shen Wan'er remained unused, then what was currently being done was also a way to counter the protagonist, Xiao Lin.

Gu Yan looked at himself in the mirror and let out a soft sigh.

I won't regret it. Because if I hadn't done this... if I had even the slightest bit of hesitation or not gone this far...

It would likely have been Qingqiu and me who ended up dead.

In the end, it's just... different positions.

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