Chapter 1511: Sprinkling Sugar on the Forensic Doctor 24

Arriving at Flowing Flower Hospital, it was already another day; Jin Chen naturally wanted to investigate as soon as possible, but several injured people were still being treated, not so easy to recover.

Probably because too many various people came to Flowing Flower Hospital today, the gate guards examined their credentials for a while, only letting them go after confirming they were police.

The only girl in the collective suicide ritual was named Sang Xue, her website account Ancient Castle Spider. According to preliminary investigation, this girl had niche tastes, loving goth and demon culture; although her suicide attempt failed, it was bloodier than the successful ones.

According to the criminal investigation team colleagues who rushed to the scene to rescue people, while vomiting they reported, the scene at the time was roughly:

Pushing open that door entered another world; huge bats hung on the walls, beneath an evil demon witch mural lay a large bed decorated as a coffin, the room filled with blood, on the bed lay an expressionless girl stabbing her heart with a knife, her whole body bleeding, plus a white‑haired man scrambling all over the floor, a man with both eyes pierced panicked and bumped into a human skeleton rack by the bed, two black live snakes slithered out crawling and running on the bloody floor tiles.

Smack, the girl threw two eyeballs from the coffin bed; the man touched them and completely fainted.

Sang Xue had no family; according to investigation she had already died in a car accident, Sang Xue was a mid‑level streamer on the subculture platform, making a living from it.

"I... I met her on the platform... she was fine when not having episodes, but... lately the episodes have been increasing, last night she showed me a few... glowing pictures, after that I lost consciousness, no... not that I lost consciousness."

In the ward, Sang Xue's boyfriend, whose eyes had been diagnosed as irretrievable, sat weakly by the bed cooperating with the investigation, the white gauze over his eyes soaked with blood.

"I just feel, as if hypnotized, I would comply with whatever she said."

"She... she said let me accompany her to die, truly find the castle we want to survive in... she said living is too painful, wants to become the true heroine of an Edgar Allan Poe story."

"Why did Sang Xue gouge out your eyeball?" Wu Lin asked, then immediately thought, isn't the protagonist of an Edgar Allan Poe story more miserable? What's there to fantasize about.

Hearing this, the man shuddered again, voice trembling: "I don't know... I was woken by the pain, I don't want to die!"

Following them over, Duan Xiao Bai nodded; such a gruesome love‑unto‑death, even those acclaimed as "living dead" goth enthusiasts would shrink back.

"I want to pull my boyfriend into suicide, what does that have to do with you, officer."

Another ward, severely injured Sang Xue had already passed the danger period, her chest stabbed three times by herself, arms covered in countless cuts almost hiding the skin, also precisely because she trembled too much she missed the heart.

Her pallid, paper‑white face was extremely delicate, like a doll, devoid of emotion; staring too long could inexplicably evoke a hint of fear.

Duan Xiao Bai rarely adopted a stern elder‑sister tone: "You participated in the website incident and even tried to murder others—that's a crime, miss."

"This isn't a crime," Sang Xue said in a Youyou voice, her pitch‑black pupils fixed on Duan Xiao Bai: "I love him, I want to strip his flesh, let his soul accompany me eternally."

"The demon will forgive me, He is so great…… I believe I can be liberated."

Duan Xiao Bai: "..." Nonsensical, what is this even saying.

This obviously completely controlled mind clearly cannot communicate.

But the deeper the control, the more it proves this girl knows many things.

No matter what was asked, she answered in gibberish; Duan Xiao Bai still hadn't gotten anything out, first feeling her own mind about to be polluted, she decisively stepped behind Jin Chen.

"Jin Team, or you come."

Jin Chen suddenly asked Sang Xue: "Do you believe demons and deities are truly existent, right?"

This is obviously unrelated to the case.

Sang Xue, having made all preparations, blinked, instinctively nodded; no believer would think a deity is fake.

"Good." This makes things much easier to resolve.

Jin Chen nudged Wu Lin: "You and Xiao Bai go out first, stand guard for me."

This means solitary interrogation.

Wu Lin nodded, before leaving exchanged a glance with Sang Xue; the little girl quickly lowered her furtive gaze, feeling this person somewhat familiar……

{Zero Egg, block all signals in the ward. }

{Okay~}

"What else do you want to ask, officer." Sang Xue's spirit looked fine; she constantly kept the eerie gesture of a female ghost lifting her eyes to look at people, the blood‑stained gauze on her body obviously added to the horror atmosphere.

However Jin Chen showed no fear at all, instead saying: "I am the deity."

Sang Xue: "..."

Jin Chen, in front of the girl, remotely controlled the kettle beside the bed to levitate and fly up; Sang Xue's eyes visibly turned fearful, she awkwardly reached out to test, confirming there were no invisible threads.

Then, the sky in Sang Xue's eyes suddenly darkened, flames ignited in the air.

"Do you believe me now?" Jin Chen suddenly blurted out; Sang Xue was startled into a jerk, quickly nodded again, her gaze at Jin Chen no longer just fear but also an inexplicable fervor.

"You previously worshipped a false god; only false gods need believers' sacrifices to descend to the human realm, we true gods come and go as we please."

Jin Chen's tone was very solemn, utterly serious, completely giving no impression of nonsense.

"Worshipping a false god, you won't get what you want and will forever be trapped in this filthy world, neither ghost nor human."

Sang Xue was about to faint from fright.

If her body weren't temporarily immobilized, she would have wanted to kneel before Jin Chen right then.

"Then, dear child, what have the false god's emissaries done to you."

This sentence of Jin Chen made Sang Xue inexplicably think of Mei Gui; her needle‑pricked hand clenched the white bedsheet, finally she opened her mouth.

"I was... in a dream I learned of the website, then discovered there were so many like‑minded netizens, they made me feel... I'm not a pervert, just have niche tastes."

Jin Chen withheld comment, waiting for her to continue.

However……

"Wasn't it agreed this is a scientific worldview! How can it still spread through dreams!"

Jin Chen secretly frowned, Sang Xue also didn't notice the "true god"'s rich micro‑expressions.

"Half a month ago, Meng Wan and I met," Sang Xue, knowing they probably already investigated, looked up at Jin Chen and said: "Originally I was the second, but the drunkard was more eager to die, so I let him have it."

Jin Chen: "..."

Still quite polite.

"That day, Meng Wan also brought me to meet Mei Gui; Mei Gui is a very good‑looking person…… everyone who wants to die must meet Mei Gui alone."

Sang Xue seemed lost in the meeting with Mei Gui, her eyes showing an even more bizarre fervor, like a believer seeing an emissary that can guide one to see the deity.