Chapter 202: Forced Confession

Is it embarrassing to be fooled by your own eyes?  

Extremely embarrassing.

Xiao Yu had to admit it. When some women started acting, they could really be drama queens. Do you know the ratio of female to male movie stars worldwide?  

When it came to acting talent, men couldn’t even hold a candle to women. That was a fact.

Interrogation Room.

“So, tell me, why did you get on that train six years ago? Where were you planning to go with the Ji family?” Xiao Yu stared at Song Wanyu, who was pale and handcuffed to the interrogation chair. “And what about those photos? Don’t tell me you don’t know anything about them.”  

Song Wanyu kept her head down, silent.  

“We’ll take it from here,” Wang Dong said coldly.  

Xiao Yu, “…”  

He hated how these security officers always resorted to the simplest, most brutal methods. No finesse at all.

But it works.

Sitting outside the interrogation room, Xiao Yu waited for the results.  

It wasn’t that Wang Dong and the others didn’t want Xiao Yu to see some of their methods.  Xiao Yu didn’t want to see them. He wanted to keep some semblance of purity in his mind.  

This wasn’t about pretending to be righteous. It was just that some things, once tainted, could never be cleaned again. 

If you can avoid seeing it, it’s better not to see it.

Two whole hours later, Wang Dong walked out of the interrogation room.  

“Did she spill?” Xiao Yu asked, cigarette dangling from his lips.  

“Of course,” Wang Dong replied smugly. “Unlike you, who only knows how to use his brain, your interrogation skills are lacking.”  

‘Smug for what?’ Xiao Yu sneered. ‘I solve cases with real skills, you just rely on cheating and brute force.’

“We got her to talk,” Wang Dong said, though his expression soured. “But it’s not very useful.”  

“Huh?” Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”  

Wang Dong explained that Song Wanyu was nothing more than a mistress, the killer’s mistress. She didn’t know much, just did some errands.  

What kind of errands?  

Helping her lover meet with certain clients—clients who bought her lover’s “works.” As for what those works were, even Song Wanyu herself didn’t know. Every time, she would follow her lover’s instructions, delivering things to certain people—like memory cards. The address, where to deliver them, who to meet, or who to pick up—her lover took care of all the details.

In the past, Song Wanyu’s lover would come to her place a few times each month and stay for a few days. But starting two years ago, he left her some money and never appeared again. 

She met her lover, Ye Fei, at a bar after graduating from college. They had known each other for eight years, but she had never seen his ID. 

Song Wanyu knew Ye Fei was involved in some illegal activities, otherwise, he wouldn’t be so secretive. 

Six years ago, it was Ye Fei who asked her to meet the Ji family on that train, retrieve a card he had given them, and bring them to see him. But during the train ride, the Ji family said they lost the item and even reported it to the police before returning home. Song Wanyu had to come back alone and tell Ye Fei what happened. 

Even now, she had no idea that the Ji family had died. She didn’t even know what kind of “works” her lover Ye Fei was selling. Eight years together, and she still didn’t truly know the person. Isn’t that ridiculous? 

But it was the truth.

No one could keep secrets under interrogation by security personnel, so after Wang Dong explained everything, Xiao Yu was left stunned. 

How could there be such a woman? Was she a fool?

It turns out there really were women who, when they became infatuated, lost all sense. They would do anything for the men they love. 

Was Mu Qingwu not intelligent?  

Yet she’s completely compliant with her younger brother.

“So, she knows nothing beyond this,” Xiao Yu said, his expression complicated. “She doesn’t even know if Ye Fei is his real name?”

“Right,” Wang Dong said, his expression even more strained. 

He looked like he needed to go to the bathroom with that face. No one could have expected that, after finally finding a lead, it would suddenly seem like they hadn’t found anything at all. Well, not entirely nothing. Wang Dong pulled out a portrait, a pencil sketch of a person. The height, build, and some features were all drawn—remarkably lifelike.

“Did you run it through the database?” Xiao Yu asked, looking at the portrait.  

The police had their own vast database, containing the information of all citizens in the country. But no matter how they matched it, it was useless. This wasn’t a real photo. Trying to find someone based on a sketch? That was just nonsense. It was not like they were in a movie.

“We did,” Wang Dong sighed, “and got over two thousand matches.”

“Hah,” Xiao Yu chuckled. 

Going through two thousand people one by one? Are you kidding? 

If they really had to sift through them all, can you imagine how much manpower, resources, time, and money that would take?

“However…” Xiao Yu put away his smile. “We can still look into it.”

“Huh?” Wang Dong stared at his little brother, dumbfounded. “Are you serious?”

“We can investigate,” Xiao Yu nodded firmly. “We just need to focus on two things.”

“Which two?” Wang Dong’s curiosity was piqued.

“First, someone from the upper-middle class or higher. Second…” Xiao Yu glanced at Wang Dong. “Someone skilled in surgery. Also, come on, Wang, are you really this dense? So what if there are over two thousand people? Just have Song Wanyu identify him.”

Smack!

Wang Dong slapped his forehead. He felt like an idiot.

Of course! Why hadn’t he thought of that?

Anyone capable of flaying a person alive with such precision couldn’t be just an ordinary person. They had to be someone with a deep understanding of surgical procedures.

Could you imagine a regular person being able to peel off an entire human skin?

As for the upper-middle class or higher, that was easy to understand. This kind of person would be wealthier and have a better standard of living.

By focusing on these two criteria, wouldn’t it simplify the process?

Soon, three files were placed in front of Xiao Yu. He compared them with the sketch. Then, those same files were placed in front of Song Wanyu.

This was the most straightforward method. Let her identify the person herself. What could be easier?

The moment Song Wanyu saw the photo in one of the files, her face changed.

They had found him.

Luo Fei, male, 32 years old, from M City, former chief surgeon at a hospital.

After further investigation, they discovered that Luo Fei had quit practicing medicine four years ago. His friends and relatives hadn’t seen him in a long time.

When Xiao Yu and Wang Dong went to Luo Fei’s residence and forced their way inside, they found the place abandoned.

It had been vacant for a long time.

“Track him down!”

The national security personnel and police sprang into action. But then something strange happened. Luo Fei had been missing since the beginning. There were no recent activities related to his identity, bank accounts, or any records of leaving the country. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.

“I have a serious question.” Xiao Yu looked at Wang Dong with a very serious expression. “Is there really anyone that your state security can’t find?”

Wang Dong, “…”

He felt his face flush with embarrassment. He had lost face in front of his little brother. Then he looked at Xiao Yu with pleading eyes.

“Honestly, I despise the corrupt nature of these negotiations, but I can’t deny it. They’re pretty sweet.” Xiao Yu grinned. “Two cartons of those special cigarettes?”

Wang Dong gritted his teeth. “Deal!”

The two of them had forcibly reached an agreement.

Standing inside the suspect Luo Fei’s home, Xiao Yu’s lips curled into a smile. With his Eagle Eye and enhanced sense of smell activated, he was ready to hunt.

You can’t run from me, not when I’m using cheats!