The Mystery of the Inner Demon

Chapter 319 Wu Xingzhou's Sacrifice
“That’s right, my meeting with Wu Xingzhou was not accidental.” In the interrogation room, Yi Luo spoke calmly, as if telling an ordinary story. “I always wanted to know who abandoned me. After trying every possible method, I finally learned what happened back then. I am Wu Shulan’s illegitimate daughter. Wu Chongyue gave me to a family in Nancheng as a disgrace to the clan. That family later changed their minds and abandoned me in an orphanage. Because I had no parents, I was bullied and ridiculed. I had to dance in bars to earn a living, while Wu Chongyue’s family enjoyed the clan’s benefits. They didn’t have to do anything, lived in a big house, and his son could do whatever he wanted. This is not fair!”
You wouldn't understand how deep this hatred runs. The best way to take revenge on Wu Chongyue is, of course, to start with his son.

"Ge Ming said that when you approached him at the bar, you were after Wu Xingzhou, right?"

"That's right, I know Wu Chongyue's son is named Wu Xingzhou. Perhaps it was fate that they appeared in the bar where I danced. This name is not common, and besides, I already knew he was studying at an art academy. I just didn't expect that they switched names while playing a game, and that the other person wasn't Wu Xingzhou."

However, it's not difficult to find out about someone; just create a few chance encounters in the academy, and he'll fall for you.

I never expected him to fall so deeply in love. He accompanied me to every match and even took me on a trip to India for inspiration.

Since I was born, no one has ever cared about me like he has.

I admit, the feeling of being loved is incredibly addictive.

However, that trip to India changed everything. I became obsessed with a dance called Kali, the Hindu goddess of vengeance, and whenever I danced it, the anger in my heart burned like flames in my soul.

"Love is all an illusion; only hatred is real. Those days and nights of torment have left unhealed wounds on every inch of your heart, each beat a suffocating pain. Wu Xingzhou must die, he must die." Yi Luo clutched her heart, gritting her teeth as she spoke, tears streaming down her face.

"How did you kill Wu Xingzhou? Where was the primary crime scene?" Qi Fei asked.

"At his house." Yi Luo gave an answer that was both unexpected and expected.

"In his bedroom?" Qi Fei immediately thought of the spotless room.

"Yes, we would sneak into that villa to fool around when his family wasn't home. It was the same that time; nobody knew about it except us."

I poisoned his water; the effects won't be immediate. He'll just be found dead at home, and no one will know I was there.

"Wu Xingzhou didn't die at home, but at the Wu family ancestral hall. Do you know why he went there?"

Upon hearing this question, Yi Luo choked up, but with a stubborn smile, she said, "This is why I chose to turn myself in. The girl named Zhong Kui told me where Wu Xingzhou died, and that's how I found out where he went after being poisoned."

He knew it from the very beginning…

“He knew from the beginning that the two of you had been switched at birth. You are Wu Chongyue’s child, but he is not,” Qi Fei said. “When he went to watch your competition, he should have noticed the red birthmark on your stomach, which is exactly the same as the one on Zhu Haitang’s body. I don’t know if he has ever confided in you, but he has not been happy with Wu Chongyue and his wife all these years. He has always been treated as an outsider. When he saw the genetic marker on your body, I believe he quickly became convinced that the two of you had been switched at birth.”

“I had no idea. I always thought I was hiding my true identity well, but it turns out I was the clown. Zhong Kui said she could communicate with spirits, and Wu Xingzhou’s soul told her that he died willingly to fulfill my wish for revenge. He even took a statue of Shiva to the Wu family ancestral hall, because Shiva is not only the god of destruction but also the god of dance. He wanted you to return to the Wu family clan; it was his greatest wish. Why did this happen…”

Qi Fei knew that Zhong Kui's words had broken down Yi Luo's psychological defenses. If Yi Luo hadn't confessed, the relevant evidence would have been almost completely destroyed by Wu Chongyue and his men, and it would have taken much longer to solve the case.

"Then what about Wu Xingyang? Why did you kill him?" Qi Fei continued to ask.

Upon hearing this, Yi Luo looked completely bewildered: "I didn't kill him."

"Where is Xi He? Have you ever seen him?"

Yi Luo shook her head: "Actually, after Wu Xingzhou drank that poisoned water, I gave up on revenge. I don't know what the point of all this is. Even if all the Wu family members die, so what? Can I start over with the first twenty years of my life?"

After Yi Luo was taken away, Zhong Kui, who was listening in on the proceedings in the observation room, found Qi Fei and said as soon as they met, "The death of Wu's second son has nothing to do with her."

"Are you so sure?" Qi Fei asked curiously.

“Yes, because that dog was poisoned.” Zhong Kui always seemed particularly focused and perceptive when talking about matters involving Xi He. “There are many reasons why people are killed. Dogs can’t talk, so there’s no need to specifically poison them to silence them. There’s only one reason a dog would be poisoned: it was too noisy. Even though there’s no one around that house, someone might pass by and cause unnecessary trouble. Yi Luo often goes to Wu Xingzhou’s house, so the dog should be familiar with her. And guard dogs usually only bark loudly at strangers.”

"So Xi He did it himself?"

“Isn’t that very possible? In his world, there is no right or wrong, only deserved to die or not deserved to die. The murderer in this case is Yi Luo, but given Xi He’s personality, the person he hates the most is probably Wu Chongyue. Killing Wu Xingyang is the only way to truly cut off Wu Chongyue’s escape route, and that’s the cruelest form of punishment,” Zhong Kui said coldly.

"What you told Yi Luo about Wu Xingzhou, was it fabricated to get her to admit it, or...?" Qi Fei asked.

"What? You don't believe in great love?" Zhong Kui rolled her eyes almost imperceptibly. "Remember the story I told you before about Shiva and his wife Parvati? Kali is Parvati; they are just different incarnations of the same goddess, both wives of Shiva. Kali is the dark side of Parvati. Wu Xingzhou died embracing the statue of Shiva; it was his voluntary sacrifice for his goddess Kali, Yiluo."

Perhaps he never truly hated Wu Chongyue and the others; he simply wanted to end this feud through his own sacrifice. Unfortunately, he was too naive. Oh, and one more thing. I was observing from next door just now, and when you mentioned Xi He's name to Yi Luo, her eyes betrayed her…”