Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 38 Ghost Hotline - Serial Murder Case 18
The escape method for mentally ill patients is truly effective time and again.

With only a dozen minutes left before his detention, Jiang Zhixin laughed wildly at the group of people glaring at him.

Zheng Yan couldn't swallow this insult and immediately applied for an extension, but it would only be another twelve hours. After that night, Jiang Zhixin's fate would most likely still be a meager two-year suspended sentence.

His probation is just another countdown for more victims, isn't it?

Those involved in the investigation were so angry they wanted to smash things, and they hid in the meeting room, hurling insults at each other.

At this critical juncture, my superiors called again to urge me on.

Upon hearing this, the other party warned Zheng Yan: "As a criminal police officer, you will see countless people who deserve to be pitied, who should be sentenced to death, and who shouldn't be sentenced to death in your lifetime. But we are maintaining social order. You have already investigated the whole incident. Now, stopping here and focusing on getting the person surnamed Jiang to receive a heavier sentence is putting the cart before the horse and overstepping your bounds. Handle this serial murder case as soon as possible, because the online public opinion will be directed at you."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Yan sat in his seat for a while before standing up.

"Let's go. It's time to interrogate Bian Qingyu."

The pre-trial officers were to conduct the interrogation together. The group walked down the corridor, all with grim faces and a somber atmosphere.

Stepping outside the interrogation room, Xiao Chen couldn't help but say, "Are we really interrogating the murderer? We know perfectly well that the real murderers are actually that group..."

He didn't utter the final curse, but the look in his eyes as he gazed in Jiang Zhixin's direction revealed extreme disgust.

Zheng Yan didn't say anything, but pushed the door open and went in.

Bian Qingyu seemed unconcerned about the results of their investigation, calmly looking at them without even raising her eyelids.

But when faced with questioning from the pre-trial department, she no longer remained silent, but answered each question properly.

"Bian Qingyu, do the things you said in the interview mean that you helped Xue Jing and the others kill Peng Siyan and the others in order to help them get revenge, and then participated in their suicide plan?"

"No. I didn't kill anyone."

"Didn't you help Qu Li fall from the building? The evidence at the scene shows that she did not commit suicide; there was a second person present at the time."

"not me."

"What about Chen Yingying's hanging death at the bus stop? The person who appeared in the surveillance footage was wearing a black dress, and you have a dress like that in your closet."

"It's a very ordinary coat; other people have it too."

"You mean Xue Jing? You two joined the same psychology club, often attended classes together, and were even on the mutual aid radio station. You're very good friends?"

"Yes. We bought the same coat at the mall."

"So you admit that Xue Jing is the murderer who caused the deaths of Qu Li and Chen Yingying?"

Bian Qingyu shifted her posture, her tone remaining calm: "I didn't say that. I was just answering what I know."

The officer in the pre-trial division glanced at her and asked, "Is Xue Jing's death related to you? She sent you a letter before she died. Where is the letter?"

"It has nothing to do with me." As for the letter, she remained silent.

The pre-trial interrogation department asked again: "Did you assist Xue Jing and her group in committing murder? Where did you get the drugs you gave Peng Siyan and the others? Did you make the two phone calls that warned of the murders?"

Bian Qingyu: "No, you can check my fingerprints and the time as you please. I don't know anything about the medicine. I didn't make the call either; you can find out by checking my phone."

"What about Wei Ting's fall? You went to see her before she died. Did you help her drug Zhang Jie and Jiang Zhixin to make it easier for her to kill them?" "No. I just went to see how she was doing at school."

The pre-trial officer slammed his fist on the table, his voice rising slightly: "But you knew the whole story! You knew they were going to kill someone, to commit suicide. Both victims had interacted with you before their deaths, and you even sought justice for them afterward. If you didn't assist them in the murder and suicide, then what was your role in this plan?! Were you just a witness? You're a law student; you're legally responsible for covering up crimes you know about!"

Bian Qingyu's emotions finally wavered: "You should say this to those who are afraid to testify and reveal the criminal facts of Peng Siyan and Jiang Zhixin!"

The people in the pre-trial department looked at Zheng Yan, who sighed and stepped forward to play the good cop.

"Don't get agitated. You're very smart and your plan is very careful. So far, we haven't found any evidence that you were at the murder scene. But as the only survivor, you must have witnessed more than just the crime, right? After all, most of Peng Siyan's group are dead, and you didn't seem to care much about the sentencing of Peng Shuai and Jiang Zhixin. There's nothing that you specifically need to witness."

Bian Qingyu turned her head away and remained silent.

Zheng Yan continued, "We have investigated everything clearly, and many people are discussing it online. The names of Peng Siyan and others are trending on social media and can't be suppressed. Today, several victims came forward to testify and identify Jiang Zhixin... This is probably your goal, right? Now everyone's attention is focused on the evil deeds that group of people committed. Qu Li and the others' sacrifices were not in vain."

Seeing her moved expression, Zheng Yan lowered his voice and said, "We are trying to help you. We hope you can tell us the whole plan, or we can ask you a few questions and hope you can answer them truthfully."

"First of all, weren't Xue Jing and Wei Ting the people who assisted Qu Li and Chen Yingying in their suicides? Xue Jing carried out the act, and Wei Ting provided information to help her avoid surveillance, right?"

After a long pause, Bian Qingyu replied, "Yes."

"Who made the call in advance? Was it Xue Jing again?"

"Chen Yingying and Xue Jing."

"What about the medicine? Did you buy the 'obedience potion' yourself, or did you get it from Jiang Zhixin and his group?"

"It wasn't bought."

"Okay. Was Wei Ting's death planned? How could you have guessed that Jiang Zhixin and Zhang Jie would go to find her?"

Bian Qingyu remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "We didn't guess that."

"So Wei Ting's death was indeed part of the plan? Don't you think your plan was a huge loss?"

She didn't answer.

How can we answer this? Discussing whether something was worth it after a person has "sacrificed" themselves is painful, no matter what the answer is.

Her head was lowered, her hair fell to both sides, revealing her thin, prominent cervical spine. The edges of her collar concealed some indistinct scars.

Zheng Yan was silent for a moment before asking one last question: "You know all this because you were part of the plan from the beginning and knew all the procedures, right?"

“No,” Bian Qingyu said, as if she had finally gotten the question she wanted. “I only found out after receiving Xue Jing’s letter.”

The pre-trial officers were somewhat surprised: "Then how did you know about what happened before you received the letter?"

"Because it's all written in the letter."

They had planned Bian Qingyu's escape route!
Bian Qingyu took out a few sheets of paper from the inner pocket of her clothes, placed them on the table, and smoothed them out little by little. She was very solemn as she smoothed them out, but her voice was as light as a feather as she spoke.

"These are their suicide notes, four in total."

(End of this chapter)