Chapter 655: A Crown‑Shaking Rage for a Beauty?! Well done, Su Yang!

After reading the single sheet, Zhai Sixin's eyes turned blood‑red, exuding a thick murderous intent.

The intense desire to kill once made her lose control.

Su Yang timed it perfectly, slapping the Letter from her hand onto the ground and bellowing, "Awake!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhai Sixin startled sharply, and her eyes quickly cleared.

She instinctively looked at herself in the mirror and saw her features twisted monstrously, like a demon from hell.

Choosing a target to devour.

Onlookers instinctively stepped back half a pace; they had never seen such a terrifying expression.

They saw her previously delicate face suddenly become exceedingly frightening.

Just as if...

As if, in the next instant, she would slay them all.

"Sorry, I lost my composure," Zhai Sixin said, rubbing her cheek while calming herself.

This is the side effect of "Interpretation".

She feels the same mindset as the giver when constructing an object or its content.

Obviously, Sikeite's inner mind is extremely crazy.

A true, genuine love‑turned‑hate!

He loved Diana to the point of ruin, and she is the deceased.

But after learning of her fate, he grew immensely resentful.

On one hand he cherishes her immensely; on the other, he despises her for not protecting herself and degrading herself.

For the sake of so‑called money and status, he shares a bed with a "fat pig" much older than himself.

As a Security Guard, Sikeite's status is low; he must have suffered many injustices and humiliations in that job.

And...

Envy and jealousy toward those of higher rank and power.

It is someone he envies greatly, yet can easily obtain the person he loves but cannot have.

Moreover, the person he envies can freely whip his beloved.

Such a deviation is precisely why he is enraged.

"He wants to kill Diana!" the Coachman said in a deep voice.

"Indeed, and this thought is extremely strong, comparable to the level of killing a father's enemy," Zhai Sixin nodded heavily.

"So... Sikeite is very likely to murder Diana right after finishing this Letter?" Li Zhenhua said.

"Not necessarily," Su Yang shook his head. "Strong murderous intent and actually committing murder are two different things; they cannot be conflated."

"We can say Sikeite's murderous intent is strong, but that does not prove he is the murderer."

"That still doesn't prove it? Didn't you see Miss Zhai's expression just now? If others had that mindset, they'd have acted without hesitation," Tang Youning said loudly.

"The one he loves embraces the one he despises, so he wants to kill Diana, not the Count?" Su Yang retorted.

"Clearly it's love‑turned‑hate; he despises Diana for being unable to control her desires and sacrificing herself for money," Tang Youning argued.

"Then, putting yourself in Sikeite's shoes, Brother Tang, would you really stab Diana to death at first glance?" Su Yang said with interest.

"Of course!" Tang Youning declared resolutely.

"Since you are such a daring lover and hater, why didn't you kill me, the so‑called 'principal culprit', when your wife died?" Su Yang raised an eyebrow.

Tang Youning's expression stiffened, his face darkening instantly, "What do you mean?"

Su Yang picked up the Letter from the ground, glanced at its contents, and said, "It's simple: Sikeite vents his anger on Diana because his status is far below the Count's."

"As a member of the Ancient Castle's lower strata, he knows all too well the helplessness that comes from such a vast status gap."

"Though a single slap makes little sound, it is the Count who truly drives Diana into the abyss."

"Sikeite doesn't lack the desire to kill the Count; he simply dares not."

"Love can indeed cloud a person's mind, but it is not worth sacrificing one's own life."

"Rather than revenge, he prefers to make the lower‑status Diana pay the price."

"Just as you didn't dare move me then, you fear the rules and also dread paying the ultimate price here."

"One for one... is that really profitable?"

Tang Youning's complexion grew even darker.

Even though Su Yang's words are blunt enough to sound especially unpleasant, they are the truth.

Tang Youning's mindset then was a mix of sorrow and fury.

He considered immediate retaliation, but when he looked at the Minotaur, he never dared to take that step.

Fear is human instinct.

Likewise, Sikeite also fears death.

Killing Diana, the so‑called "harlot", yields him no benefit.

Venting one's anger is not positive feedback.

Yet the price is inevitably death!

Such a mismatched risk‑reward deal is only for a fool to jump into.

"Why can't it be that Sikeite was momentarily blinded by rage?" the Countess looked at Su Yang and continued:

"Throughout history, aren't there many tales of a crown‑shaking rage for a beauty?"

"What you speak of assumes mutual love; throughout history, who has ever sacrificed their life for a woman who never loved them? Moreover, the one he killed is the woman he loved." Su Yang slightly lifted his eyelids.

"I think anything is possible; your few words cannot clear Sikeite's suspicion," the Coachman shook his head.

"Then keep reading; isn't there a room next door where a Security Guard lives?" Su Yang said.

Zhai Sixin just stepped forward and then withdrew, she patted her racing heart, her face showing difficulty, and said, "I need to rest a bit."

Su Yang turned around and asked, "Was the aftereffect too strong?"

"Um, continuously using Innate Talent puts a heavy load on my brain and heart," Zhai Sixin forced down the feeling of nausea, and nodded with difficulty.

"Then rest a bit; it's meal time, today I'll let this Cook show off a bit for everyone," Su Yang smiled faintly.

"You?" Tang Youning expressed deep doubt, "Can you cook?"

"Maybe you also have to eat," Su Yang said lightly.

Saying that, he stepped out of the room, turned, and walked into the kitchen.

The bright kitchen was fully equipped; although the ingredients were oddly tight, the meat hanging on the wall was still edible.

It only required simple cooking to be served.

"Let me see where the seasonings are…"

Su Yang opened the cupboard on the stove to check, and took out the salt, sugar, soy sauce, etc.

Never eaten pork and never seen a pig run?

Having watched Lin Yang cook many times in the kitchen, he had some insight.

Recalling this, Su Yang picked up a kitchen knife and began preparing the ingredients.

"Thump thump—"

The sound of cutting meat was loud, coming from Xu Yuan.

Seven people sat around the dining table without a word, all faces solemn.

The case originally thought to be very smooth became increasingly complex as they discerned the relationships between people.

Especially the two Security Guard, who were suddenly labeled with major suspicion.

And the Cook, who seemed most suspicious on the surface, spoke up for them, unintentionally diverting the focus.

Openly clearing Security Guard Sikeite's suspicion, but actually exonerating himself.

Tang Youning glanced at the kitchen direction, his eyes cold, "Good for you, Su Yang."

"I'll see how long you can keep hopping."