The Mystery of the Inner Demon

Chapter 220 Traveler

“I don’t think you’ll find this person,” Xu Liang suddenly said, a grin spreading across his face as he stared intently at them.

"Why?" Qi Fei asked with great interest.

“Because I believe this person traveled from another world,” Xu Liang said earnestly.

Qi Fei chuckled after hearing this: "An author once told me that the murderer was an AI. Are you now telling me that this person is a time traveler?"

“I have evidence.” Xu Liang was not angry because of Qi Fei’s questioning, but insisted on his point of view. “Last year, I saw someone say in our authors’ exchange forum that the Supreme One was dead.”

I didn't take it seriously at the time. It's common for online authors to argue and escalate to personal attacks; I assumed this person was just angry with the Supreme One and was making threats. I never imagined the Supreme One would actually die this year.

Upon hearing this, a hint of suspicion flashed in Qi Fei's eyes: "We have some understanding of Hao Weiwei's online reputation. Over the years, quite a few people have cursed him online, right? How do you remember it so clearly?"

Xu Liang pointed at Qi Fei: "Good question! Wait a minute!" He then went to his writing desk, opened a webpage, searched for a while, and finally clapped his hands, "Found it!" He moved his laptop over and showed it to Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu.

Upon seeing the contents, the two suddenly realized why Xu Liang remembered it so clearly.

The anonymous post detailed the process of stabbing the Supreme Being with a knife, with each stab in the same position and order. In particular, at the end, he claimed to have cut off the Supreme Being's right index finger.

“Look at this writing style, isn’t it exactly the same as the style of the chapters published in that novel, God of War, these past two days? I bet it’s that cyber assassin, right?” Xu Liang asked with great interest, as if he were already part of their investigation.

Qi Fei remained silent, staring at the post's date. He knew Xu Liang's statement wasn't without merit; of course, he didn't believe this cyber assassin was a time traveler. What he was thinking was that this post, published a year ago, perfectly predicted the murder a year later, which could only mean that the killer possessed extremely strong execution capabilities—capabilities surpassing all his previous opponents.

Wu Shanqiu's voice came from beside him, interrupting his thoughts: "He made up his mind to cut off Hao Weiwei's right index finger a year ago, why?"

“I understand!” Unexpectedly, Xu Liang answered her question. He stretched out his right hand and clicked twice in the air. “This is the finger we use to click the mouse. Without this finger, he can’t click anything.”

As expected, the author understands the author better. Xu Liang's words reminded Qi Fei, who couldn't help but ask, "If you were the murderer, what would it be that Supreme clicked that made you want to kill him?"

Xu Liang said without hesitation, "It must be because he clicked the report button. As long as a new writer's work threatens him, such as surpassing him on the rankings, that new writer's work will definitely receive a lot of reports. You don't need to ask who clicked it."
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It was already late at night when the two returned to the police station, but when Qi Fei looked up from the compound, the lights in the Criminal Investigation Brigade office were still on.

"Who's working so hard, still not off work in the middle of the night?" Qi Fei muttered, hands on his hips.

“We haven’t finished get off work yet either,” Wu Shanqiu said, patting his arm. “I’m so sleepy, let’s hurry up and finish taking notes so we can go home.”

Upon reaching the second floor and passing through the narrow corridor, in the office with its lights on, the first thing they saw was the back of a woman. She had long, flowing black hair and was wearing a cheongsam, her back to them. Her sudden appearance in the office building late at night was like a classic scene from a ghost story.

"Zhong Kui, why aren't you going home so late?" Qi Fei asked upon seeing this.

Zhong Kui had already heard them coming upstairs. She slowly turned her chair to face them, her eyelashes fluttering: "So, that guy living in Jiangbei isn't the person you're looking for, is he?"

"You guessed it again." Qi Fei couldn't hide his disappointment. "It's not hard to guess, is it? This cyber assassin has a morbid obsession with his plans. When he was designing to kill Hao Weiwei, he must have considered how to escape your pursuit, otherwise his plan wouldn't have been able to close the loop." Zhong Kui said with a smile, twirling her black hair with her right hand.

"It wasn't entirely fruitless." Qi Fei sat down next to Zhong Kui, and when he touched his cup, the inside was surprisingly warm.

"After a long day, I'd like some water," Zhong Kui said casually.

However, it was clear that Zhong Kui had prepared the water in advance, calculating the time Qi Fei would return.

Wu Shanqiu deliberately walked by and said with a mischievous smile, "Hey, why isn't anyone pouring me some water!"

Qi Fei waved his hand at her: "Didn't you say you were tired? I'll organize the notes. Go back and rest first."

"Ha! Is this compensation for single people?"

"Enough talk, bye!"

Wu Shanqiu packed her bag with a smile and went home from get off work.

Only Qi Fei and Zhong Kui remained in the office.

“If I were the murderer, I should still be in Nancheng right now,” Zhong Kui whispered in Qi Fei’s ear. The sweet fragrance emanating from her was particularly strong when the two of them were alone, making Qi Fei involuntarily distracted.

"Why..." Qi Fei drank the warm water Zhong Kui had prepared for him and asked, wiping his mouth.

"Because he put so much effort into completing this perfect crime, wouldn't it be a waste not to stay in Nancheng and watch you all completely helpless against him? Of course, I guess he's still continuing his 'research,' secretly observing your investigation and filling in any gaps."

"This person is definitely an extreme perfectionist." Zhong Kui said, her gaze falling on Qi Fei's hand resting on his lap. Suddenly, she grasped it, making Qi Fei's heart race. He stammered, "This is the office! No! This is a matter of principle!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Kui's bright red lips curled into a grin: "What do you mean, 'can't'? I just wanted to ask what happened to your right index finger?"

"Huh?" Qi Fei realized he had misunderstood again, his face burning as if he were sunburned. "My index finger? It's nothing..."

"You didn't know it was twitching on its own?"

"twitch?"

"Hmm~ Like this." Zhong Kui raised her hand and made a light tapping motion with her fingers in the air.

Qi Fei looked at it and laughed, "This..." He then told Zhong Kui the explanation that Xu Liang had given to the cyber assassin for deliberately cutting off Hao Weiwei's right index finger at the Jiangbei Hotel.

After listening, Zhong Kui stared intently at Qi Fei: "Deep down, you know that this matter is crucial."