Chapter 287: The Perfect Woman

In the interrogation room, Xiao Yu sat quietly to the side, watching as Guo Qiang and the others interrogated Liu Yunwei.

“Yes, I killed Jiang Xiuran. I also killed Yu Xue. And even my ex-girlfriend, I killed her too.”

Liu Yunwei displayed no resistance and confessed to everything.

Not only that, but he also described every detail of the crimes he committed.

It started with his ex-girlfriend.

Due to his twisted psychological tendencies, he wanted to turn his ex-girlfriend into a perfect woman. Using psychological suggestion, Liu Yunwei manipulated her over an extended period, employing empathy-based psychological cues.

This method worked because the emotional dynamics between men and women—especially those in a passionate relationship—tend to lack psychological defenses.

Under such circumstances, psychological inducement can alter perception, thought, memory, and even behavior bordering on hypnosis.

Throughout this process, Liu Yunwei’s girlfriend endured immense mental and physical torment. She teetered on the brink of collapse, unable to resist the psychological suggestions and manipulation.

In the end, her psyche shattered, and she developed a mental illness.

Liu Yunwei, considering himself a perfect man, could not accept having a mentally ill girlfriend.

He once again used psychological suggestion—this time, to compel her to commit suicide.

According to Liu Yunwei’s confession, after his girlfriend’s death, he experienced an unprecedented sense of thrill and excitement.

Driven by this feeling, he wanted to kill someone with his own hands.

He set his sights on Jiang Xiuran, one of the patients who had visited his clinic.

To kill his target, Liu Yunwei began planning meticulously, observing every detail, striving to commit the perfect murder. For over ten days, he plotted how to kill, chose the location to dispose of the body, and devised the steps to clean up afterward.

Finally, Liu Yunwei put his plan into action.

He first pretended to be a patient suffering from congenital insensitivity to pain and made a phone call to Jiang Xiuran. Afterward, they arranged to meet at a bar.

However, Liu Yunwei didn’t meet Jiang Xiuran directly. Instead, he hid a phone in the gap of a couch in one of the bar’s private rooms.

Hearing this, Xiao Yu’s expression shifted slightly, and he nodded.

‘So he used the phone for psychological manipulation?’

No wonder there was no evidence that Jiang Xiuran had met anyone else at the bar. At that time, he had been sitting alone in the private room talking to Liu Yunwei over the phone.

Liu Yunwei continued his confession. After that, they spoke twice over the phone. Then, they arranged a meeting.

The murder site? A cargo truck.

Such vehicles are widely recognized for their large shipping containers, and the crime scene was inside one of these containers.

Through psychological manipulation, the victim believed Liu Yunwei’s claims. Jiang Xiuran came to think that dismemberment would bring liberation—that he could experience pain, the joy of death, and be transported to a beautiful place, a heavenly paradise.

Liu Yunwei brutally murdered Jiang Xiuran.

And it didn’t stop there.

Liu Yunwei had prepared tools in advance and used wire to stitch the dismembered body parts back together, creating what he considered a perfect work of art—a human-shaped dog.

Then came the second victim, Yu Xue.

This time, Liu Yunwei employed even more depraved methods.

Once again, he used psychological manipulation, combined with traditional herbal anesthetics.

The process of killing Yu Xue was not only perverse but also exceptionally cruel. 

All the details of the cases matched up perfectly. The cargo truck was found. It was a secondhand vehicle, never registered under Liu Yunwei’s name. The murder weapon was also recovered—a bone-cleaving knife—along with tools used to stitch the bodies together.

Evidence was discovered as well.

Traces of the victims were found on the truck, alongside traces linked to Liu Yunwei.

The case appeared to be completely solved.

A confession, physical evidence, and the full sequence of events—everything was accounted for.

In the conference room, Xiao Yu watched his colleagues as they cheered, their faces lighting up with joy and relief after solving the case.

He didn’t disturb them.

Instead, he left the room, stepping outside the Criminal Investigation Division, where he sat on the curb and lit a cigarette. He felt like his brain had short-circuited. It was as if his intelligence had been ground into the dirt.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Xiao Yu’s mind spun rapidly, analyzing every detail of the case.

He weighed, examined, reflected, and scrutinized. He carefully dissected every event.

At that moment, he discarded all negative emotions.

His entire consciousness, sharp and focused, entered a state of rigorous deduction. With his reasoning, he began constructing a world of perfect crimes.

“If I were Liu Yunwei, if I were the killer… No, he doesn’t work. I’m a perfectionist criminal.”

Time ticked by.

For a full hour, Xiao Yu sat there like a statue.

Finally, as the first rays of the morning sun appeared, bathing the world in light, Xiao Yu slowly raised his head and looked at the crimson sunrise on the horizon.

“So… it was you.” 

***

Jiang Xin sat quietly on the rooftop, staring at the rising sun on the edge of the sky. She watched as its brilliant rays bathed the city in light.

Only at moments like this did she feel that the world was truly beautiful.

Only then could she fully relax, allowing herself to face this world with ease.

In those moments, she believed herself to be the most beautiful woman in the world. The most perfect woman.

Jiang Xin slowly stood, moving to the edge of the rooftop. She spread her arms wide, as if to embrace the world that belonged to her.

“Good thing you’re not jumping.”

A man’s voice broke the silence, magnetic and mesmerizing. It was the kind of voice that could make any woman picture a handsome, gentle, and considerate man behind it. And indeed, the man who spoke was nothing short of perfect.

So perfect that Jiang Xin couldn’t help but feel drawn to him.

But she couldn’t.

What happens to a moth that flies into the flame?

She sighed silently, retracting her arms. When she turned around, the coldness on her face transformed into warmth, tinged with a hint of confusion and hesitation as she looked at the man behind her.

“Officer, why are you here?”

Her soft expression, laced with surprise, made Jiang Xin seem like a timid, gentle woman at that moment.

“Why do you think I’m here?”

Xiao Yu’s lips curved into a smile as he gazed at the woman before him, her demeanor as gentle and harmless as a little white rabbit.

“Don’t bother with that act. Even if I scraped out my IQ and weighed it, it’d still be two pounds more than yours.”