The Mystery of the Inner Demon

Chapter 44 The Last Snowflake
The girl was not panic this time. She waited quietly, waiting for the day when she could take action against the vice president like she did to her supervisor.

Unexpectedly, a policeman discovered a clue and reopened the investigation into Niu Yinzhu's disappearance.

In the entire group, she was the only one who knew where Niu Yinzhu was. The scarecrow guarding the dirty cesspool at the foot of the mountain was the supervisor who used to order her around.

The police came, but she was not afraid.

Because, since she started working in Nancheng Investment, she became a transparent person because she did not fight or compete.

No one remembered her, no one cared about her, and all her achievements were taken away by her competitive yet incompetent superiors.

Sure enough, when the police investigated all the relevant people, everyone told the police the right and wrong about Niu Yinzhu with their own ulterior motives, but no one remembered that she had worked under Niu Yinzhu.

Because at that time, Niu Yinzhu wiped out all the girl's glory and took it for herself, making the girl live in her own shadow. Now, this shadow has become her protective shell.

But some plans need to be made in advance.

The man who defiled her is still alive and well.

She knew that the man was drunk.

But she couldn't forgive.

She knew that the countdown to the exposure of her crimes had begun, and all actions that had been endured, lurking, and had a long way to go had to be accelerated.

Therefore, the man named Pan Ting must die.

The poison had been prepared long ago.

She has to do all kinds of odd jobs and knows these people's habits too well.

People in this circle had been taking imported liver-protecting tablets for a while now. Feng Yi bought all the tablets herself, finding a few identical capsules wasn't difficult. She filled the capsules with poison, ready to go at any time.

As expected, Pan Ting came to find Feng Yi. What happened to Niu Yinzhu happened to Feng Yi again. Because all the things were left to the girl, over the years, she has become Feng Yi's de facto agent.

People naturally believed her words and believed that everything was Feng Yi's intention.

She easily convinced Pan Ting that Feng Yi had invited him to dinner at their old place.

She knew that their so-called dinner must include drinking.

The medical skill that saves lives has now become an evil magic that kills people.

How can there be witchcraft without sacrifice?

She returned to the rice fields of that winter. Year after year, the arrogant supervisor turned into a dried corpse in the wind of the wilderness. Only his hair remained intact under the wrapping.

She tore off a handful and placed it at the bottom of Pan Ting's medicine bottle.

This was her last act of kindness to Pan Ting. If he had the heart, if he had a guilty conscience, he would have discovered this strange thing, but unfortunately he didn't.

Pan Ting died, and Feng Yi became the next target.

She never expected that the one who disrupted her revenge rhythm was not the policeman, but her fellow senior, Li Jian, who brought her into this hellish company.

The police's several questionings about the case were enough to attract Li Jian's attention.

This is no wonder, Li Jian is the only person in the entire company who cares about her.

This concern has now become a double-edged sword. She did not expect that Li Jian, who had guessed the whole story, would make a surprising move - he would take all the blame for her.

This rash action actually exposed her actions, because her medical background was the most suspicious factor, which no one had thought of.

Under the gloomy sky, Zhuang Xueqing listened to Zhong Kui's entire "stories" in silence.

After the cowardly mask was removed, a murderous face like the god of death was revealed.

"You're right about everything," she said without a wince. "Only the ending is wrong. Whether Li Jian is here or not, I never thought of escaping punishment. I just need a little more time to let this place rot a little more, and then die when it's completely rotten."

As she spoke, she glanced at Feng Yi with a cold look.

"You know she'd be crippled even if she survived, so just let her rot in this world," Zhong Kui said. "She's not worthy of your butcher knife."

The scalpel fell to the ground. Zhuang Xueqing knelt in the field, covered her face and cried for a long time.

The sound of police sirens was heard from the highway in the distance, and several police cars stopped.

Qi Fei understood the message in the music box Zhong Kui sent him and rushed over with his men. Before the car even stopped, he jumped out and ran all the way over...

This time, the cold wind did not stop him. He ran to the scarecrow in one breath. The first thing he did was to grab Zhong Kui, protect her behind him, and point the gun at Zhuang Xueqing.

The people who arrived later hurriedly rescued Feng Yi from the black plastic sheet that wrapped her.

The person was still alive, but his fingers and toes were all black, obviously he had suffered severe frostbite overnight.

After everything was settled, Qi Fei yelled at Zhong Kui in a rage, "Are you crazy? You're going to face a murderer alone!"

"This isn't the first time I've faced a murderer. Isn't it the same for Zhu Mingen?" Zhong Kui's words were really unforgiving.

Qi Fei helplessly put his hands on his hips, looked at Zhong Kui to see if he was fine, and then asked, "How did you find out that Zhuang Xueqing wanted to kill Feng Yi?"

"I knew it when I rescued someone on the rooftop that day. Li Jian is not a killer at all, but Zhuang Xueqing is a perfect killer from every angle."

"Why didn't you tell me about such an important discovery right away?"

"Because, the person you want to save is Feng Yi, and the person I want to save is Zhuang Xueqing." Zhong Kui said meaningfully.

"Nonsense, you are condoning her to commit another murder." Qi Fei disagreed.

"She has already killed two people. Whether Feng Yi is dead or alive, Zhuang Xueqing will not escape punishment. But she still has a chance to die with what kind of heart."

"I don't agree with Niu Yinzhu or Feng Yi's style of doing things, but no matter what, they don't deserve the death penalty. Killing is always wrong." Qi Fei argued.

Zhong Kui stopped talking, moved closer to Qi Fei and held his hand.

Qi Fei's heartbeat quickened at this unconventional move, and he muttered, "You, what are you doing?"

"Just now, I felt so happy when you pulled me here. I want to savor it for a while longer." Zhong Kui looked at him with burning eyes. A few snowflakes fell on her eyelashes. Nancheng, which had been sunny for a few days, began to snow again.

Qi Fei knew clearly that she was deliberately changing the subject, but he was still immersed in this inexplicable warmth.

The people around were still busy. After a long while, Qi Fei finally woke up from his dream. He took a deep breath, withdrew his hand, and whispered, "Don't play around, I'll take it seriously..."

Zhong Kui stretched out her hand to touch his cheek, and when it was about to touch her, she suddenly turned and picked the snowflakes from his hair, then left with a wicked smile while Qi Fei was at a loss.

(End of this chapter)