Deadly Trap.

Chapter 38. The Head

As Li Enzuo entered the women's restroom one after the other, he thought the scene was truly surreal: two well-dressed men with neatly trimmed hair were brazenly walking into the women's restroom.

Without further ado, they split up. Li Enzuo headed straight for the sink, while Gu Mufei placed a "Under Maintenance" sign outside the restroom door as a precaution.

From his pocket, Li Enzuo pulled out plastic gloves. Heaven knows. He knew carrying tools would be useful. He felt a surge of pride.

"Who says reading detective novels is useless? This has come in very handy!"

Without hesitation, Li Enzuo knelt down on one knee, pulling his expensive black trousers down as if proposing to the sink. He bit down on a pen-shaped flashlight and groped his way into the cramped compartment under the sink. Only when he reached the very back did he turn over and lie flat on his back.

He fumbled under the table with both hands. Suddenly, Li Enzuo froze.

"Grass!"

“Renzo.” Profanity is strictly prohibited, Gu Mufeng coldly stopped him.

Under the sink, Li Enzuo remained frozen for a long time. Then he blurted out a long string of Italian: V, M, Cazzo flew out rapidly, like chanting; but it was clearly not a good thing.

Muttering curses under his breath, Li Enzuo's trembling hands began to fumble around again.

A little while later, he moved back under the sink, carefully backing away. His hands then produced a...

In the lounge, Su Li paced anxiously. She stared at Gu Mufeng's phone, which was ringing urgently: this was the fourth time. He was always busy with important matters; what if she missed it?

She paced back and forth, finally making up her mind: she couldn't stand idly by. Even though he had just humiliated her terribly.

"Mu Fei, it's Dai Ze on the phone. He seems to be in a hurry. Oh no!!!"

Suddenly, the color drained from the beauty's face. Su Li pushed open the door, completely unaware that Li Enzuo was already holding something. She felt her body go limp...

"Damn it!" Gu Mufeng rushed forward. He knelt down and slid his knees to catch the unconscious Su Li in time, preventing her from falling to the ground.

His phone fell from her grasp, the screen shattering with a few knocks, and it vibrated incessantly.

She leaned weakly in his arms, her face as white as his shirt, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

However, let alone Su Li, even Gu Mufeng himself felt a sharp pain in his stomach when he saw what Li Enzuo was holding.

That was a head.

In Li Enzuo's hands, the head was still very fresh, with a trace of blood under the elastic skin, as if it were alive; but the middle of the neck was abruptly cut off, and the blood mixed with human oil had completely dried.

His eyes, white and bluish-white, were wide open, as if they were about to burst from their sockets. His dilated pupils held only the ultimate fear of death. He stared intently at a point of nothingness.

Even though Li Enzuo was a medical student, he had used many cadavers. In the middle of the night, he would put his arm around his teacher's shoulder and talk about girls and his ideals, never showing any fear.

But this head... What kind of cadaver stares straight at you with wide eyes?!

Gu Mufeng had seen things worse than this. Only once. Eleven years ago, when he was forced to identify a body at the police station.

But that was his blood relative, his own sister!
These are definitely not the same kind of feelings.

The nightmare returned, and Gu Mufeng clenched his fists. Suppressing the surging memories in his heart, he turned his head away and closed his eyes tightly.

As for Su Li, fainting would be the most merciful thing to do.

“It’s Yi Heng.” Suddenly, Gu Mufeng said, as if forcibly pulling himself out of his memories and resuming his daily high-speed operation: his voice trembled.

"Our group?" Li Enzuo asked, his face full of astonishment.

Gu Mufeng's heart was heavy. Holding the unconscious Su Li tightly in his arms, he knelt on one knee and nodded solemnly: "Captain of the Finance Team."

"The finance group? I don't understand."

"Yiheng is in charge of the group's financing and investment, as well as the financial disputes between major companies in Minzhou. He also manages some of my private assets on my behalf."

Extremely rare, Gu Mufeng's voice betrayed his weariness: "Let's not talk about that for now. Is there anything wrong with the head itself?"

Holding the remaining part of Wang Yiheng in his hands, Li Enzuo began to manipulate it, examining it closely. He would occasionally pick at this and poke at that, making it look extremely absurd.

Li Enzuo's interest was piqued when he turned his head back to face the congealed blood on the cut surface. He almost pressed his nose against it, staring intently for a long time. Slowly, drawing out his words, almost to himself, Li Enzuo said:
"Tsk. Interesting. Very interesting. This is the first time I've ever seen such a technique."

"Judging from the muscle texture at the cross-section, the head was cut off after death. Wow. This is no easy task."

"But on the contrary, there wasn't much blood left. This indicates that the head was severed before death."

Unnecessarily, Lee En-tso gestured with his hand to demonstrate the killer's inhuman decapitation blade.

"But then, blood would splatter everywhere, tsk tsk. From a counter-surveillance perspective, beheading before death is complete nonsense. Personally, I think..."

Once the discussion turns to theory, Lee En-tso's cynical and unconventional attitude is immediately overshadowed by his scholarly air:

"Although it's rare, the murderer probably cut the jugular vein to bleed the victim first. With proper technique, veins are much easier to control."

"Once the blood has drained sufficiently, the person will be completely dead. Then, use a cleaver to cut that part off completely. However,"

Li Enzuo gently stroked the cervical vertebrae within the flesh with his fingers:

"This cross-section is so clean, there's not a single scratch. Tsk. You could say he's a master beheader."

"But why go through all this trouble, even going so far as to bleed people out?"

"...torture."

Completely severing personal feelings, Gu Mufeng, though gently embracing Su Li, replied in a cold and indifferent voice:

"Confess and you might be saved; don't confess and you'll just bleed to death."

In the 21st century, there's only one person Gu Mufeng can think of who's still so obsessed with beheading others.

Thinking of this man, beneath his wide-open collar, it felt as if a knife tip was pressed against the left side of his neck. The blade was sharp, slicing across without resistance. Flesh and skin tore open instantly, a sharp, piercing pain shooting through, blood gushing out.

"Ugh." As if disgusted by the image in his mind, Li Enzu stuck out his tongue. "Boss, no offense, but your reasoning is just too—"

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Li Enzuo pursed his lips. Remarkably, he hesitated, weighing his words carefully. Ultimately, he swallowed back the words "too perverted."

With a look of disdain, Li Enzuo shrugged and said, "Hmm, Boss, you're quite gloomy."

"I know one."

Unhurriedly, on the cold bathroom floor, Gu Mufeng knelt down on one knee and lifted the unconscious Su Li into his arms, ensuring that she, dressed only in an evening silk dress, would not catch a chill.

He tried to speak clearly, easily, and directly:
“There’s someone who likes to do this. Or rather, he’s the only one who likes to do this. He has a title on the secret list.”

"What?" Li Enzuo looked on in surprise.

Surprisingly, Gu Mufeng fell silent.

After a long while, as if from the depths of his heart, he unearthed a code name he had been searching for day and night.

With almost gritted teeth and filled with hatred, Gu Mufeng said coldly and ruthlessly, "'Butcher'."

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[Author's Note | Chapter Thirty-Eight]

First of all, I sincerely apologize to all the babies who were frightened.

The author had no intention of being horrifying; tonight, a head is definitely on the line. Hopefully, the upcoming scene of Mr. Gu rescuing his wife will be sweet enough to make up for it!

To catch the thief, you must first catch the king. Gu Mufeng's world is somewhat dark. He even anticipated the murder, which is why he firmly pushed Su Li away.

And who is Butcher, who is holding Su Li in his arms and who can make Gu Mufeng's expression change instantly?

What will become of Gu Su's love?

Feel free to make your wildest guesses about what will happen next in the comments section!

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