Chapter 170: The Song Family’s Heavenly Dog Tracking Technique (1/2)

Xiaotao said she suspected that Kong Hui might be related to several murder cases. By that, she didn’t mean that he was the murderer, but he was the one who helped the real murderers escape by performing plastic surgery.

At that point it was all a conjecture, and she hadn’t gathered much evidence to back up her claim yet.

Upon hearing this, I murmured, “Don’t tell me that the criminals we caught…”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Xiaotao interjected. “I’ve verified the identities of all the people we caught.”

“Captain Lin caught wind of the bullet letters we received,” Xiaotao added, “and he ordered me to stop the investigation and let the counterterrorist squad handle it. I didn’t promise him anything though.”

At that moment, another player who was ten ranks above Xiaotao came up from behind and slashed Xiaotao’s avatar to death. She had to wait a few seconds to be ‘resurrected,’ and when she returned, she screamed, “Asshole! What kind of village is this? You can’t even stand around here chatting without getting killed! Ugh, now I need more coins to buy more equipment!”

“Who’s the other player?” I asked.

The player who just ‘killed’ Xiaotao was named Zhang Kangmei. Xiaotao asked the player a few questions and discovered that it was Yuanchao.

“You did that on purpose because you don’t like me bossing you around, don’t you?” Xiaotao accused.

“Sorry, my hand slipped,” replied Yuanchao.

“Anyway, what did you find?” asked Xiaotao.

While Xiaotao was checking Kong Hui’s background these few days, Yuanchao was investigating the murder of Xu Xiaohui.

“I talked to one of Kong Hui’s classmates,” said Yuanchao. “He saw Kong Hui trying to chat up with Xu Xiaohui that day, but she ignored him. He told me that the expressions on Kong Hui’s face after that changed drastically and he’d never seen him like that before.”

“Is that it?” asked Xiaotao.

“Yeah.”

“Well, it is a simple case, really,” I said. “Kong Hui always had an inferiority complex, but he felt that he was no longer that pitiable boy that he was in the past. He now has a successful career, lots of money, and he’s even handsome now. He must’ve thought that he was finally good enough for Xu Xiaohui. But to his surprise, her feelings remained unchanged. This must’ve caused a huge blow to his ego.”

“So he killed her just for that?” asked Xiaotao.

“It might sound like it’s not a big deal,” I replied, “but this is evidently something that’s been troubling him all these years! Think about it. What kind of message could he be trying to convey by turning the beautiful Xu Xiaohui into a pig? He must’ve wanted her to die as an ugly beast, without any dignity and grace.”

“What a prick!” cursed Xiaotao.

“He must have another private operating room,” I conjectured. “Another place where he could operate on those gang members. That’s probably where he operated on the victim too.”

Xiaotao typed three exclamation marks and added, “You’re quick-minded as usual, Song Yang! Now all we have to do is find that operating room, and we’d have enough evidence to arrest him!”

“But everyone is being watched closely now,” said Yuanchao. “What can we do?”

“Where was Xu Xiaohui found by the farmer again?” I asked.

“Near a highway,” replied Yuanchao.

“Right!” I said. “Then let’s start from there! I’ve got a plan!”

“Great!” exclaimed Xiaotao. “We’ll meet there at midnight. Don’t contact each other before that. Just remember to do something to distract those people watching us.”

After that, Xiaotao’s mood must’ve improved, because she tried to attack Yuanchao with ten consecutive attacks as revenge for what he did earlier. But Yuanchao’s avatar was a warrior with a thick armor and high strength level, so he didn’t even budge.

“Bastard!” spat Xiaotao. “How did you get so good at this game?”

Yuanchao said nothing in reply. He merely slashed her once, killing her in one move again. I quickly quit the game myself.

Dali noticed the game on my computer screen and asked me, “What’s gotten into you today? You’re playing an online game? Is it good?”

“Nah,” I replied. “It’s terrible. I’m going to the library for a while.”

I didn’t want Dali to get involved in the investigation. We could be in real danger this time, after all.

“I’ll go with you!” said Dali. “I met a hot librarian recently. Maybe I’ll see her again!”

We both then walked to the library together. The hot librarian was nowhere to be found, so instead Dali took a bunch of Gu Long’s books off the shelves and read them. I was a little surprised by that since Dali was never much of a bookworm.