Chapter 231

Luo Yong is dead.

He used the most cruel method: he bit off his own tongue and died of blood loss.

Upon learning of his death, the only person who cried until she almost fainted was Lou Jing. As for You He, his expression was numb and at a loss. Regarding everything Luo Yong did for him, You He insisted that he knew nothing. Since there was no evidence that he participated in the murder, he was released without charge after some interrogation.

Qi Fei sat in the office, flipping through the scarecrow crystal ball on the table, with snowflakes fluttering in the scarecrow's strange smile.

"Oh my..." Wu Shanqiu's voice came from not far away.

"Bit your tongue?" Liu Tong appeared behind her at some point, with a faint concern.

"Hiss..." Wu Shanqiu's expression was painful. "It hurts me to death."

"Looks like you really bit your tongue," Liu Tong laughed.

"My god, how much did Luo Yong want to die? How painful must it be to bite off your tongue!" Wu Shanqiu immediately associated it. As she spoke, a cup of iced milk tea was handed over from her side; it was from Liu Tong.

"Just right to stop the pain," he said, handing another cup to Qi Fei. "Celebrating your case closure."

"Liu Tong, you're stingy, don't I have a share?" Zhong Kui walked over gracefully and snatched the milk tea from Qi Fei's hand.

"This time, we mainly have to praise Qi Fei. Such a case that looked impossible to break, he was very patient, peeling the cocoon layer by layer." Liu Tong was as generous with praise as ever, patting Qi Fei on the shoulder. "Keep it up!"

But Qi Fei didn't look happy.

"I don't understand, this Luo Yong, from any angle, was already very successful. Why did he have to embark on such a road of no return?" He put down the crystal ball, turned his chair toward Liu Tong and Zhong Kui, his face full of confusion.

"The success you are talking about is his success in the social sense. Perhaps his death threw us a very good proposition—the success that everyone flocks to, will it really bring the happiness we imagine?" Zhong Kui said with the tone of a philosopher. "Obviously, the answer to this question in Luo Yong's case is negative.

He possessed a lot, but he was not happy."

"Even if you're not happy, you don't have to die, right?"

"If you ask like that, I can only say you are a very self-consistent person. This is also the reason why I like you. The fascinating thing about human nature is that while people have the instinct to survive, they also have the impulse to destroy themselves. This death instinct is like an undercurrent of the human soul, intertwined with the desire for life." Zhong Kui said, picking up the worn-out compass on Qi Fei's table and placing it upright. The sunlight coming through the window shone on one side of the compass, leaving a long shadow on the other side.

"Look." Zhong Kui sat on the table, posing seductively toward Qi Fei.

"Just like this compass, the brighter the place, the longer the shadow.

Luo Yong seemed to have everything, but he was always struggling between himself and reality. It's a pity he couldn't find a way to get along peacefully with this world. Of course, I'm not qualified to say these things." A trace of imperceptible sorrow flashed across her proud expression.

"Too profound, I don't understand. I'd better go back and write the situation report," Liu Tong shrugged and said lightly. "The suspect died accidentally during the interrogation, and the higher-ups are urging me for an explanation. I won't talk to you about such metaphysical problems." As he spoke, he walked toward his office.

"This Luo Yong case, let alone Brother Fei, I also don't understand it very well. Even if, oh, I can accept the relationship between Luo Yong and You He, but I see that after Luo Yong died, this You He is just so-so, I didn't see how sad he was.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the case. I'm just gossiping, is their relationship really true?" Wu Shanqiu sipped the milk tea. Obviously, the analgesic effect of the ice water was good, and she was already speaking very fluently.

"Heh..." Qi Fei mentioned this with some disdain. "Forgot to tell you, later I asked the sci-fi enthusiast group to continue to understand some situations.

First of all, their relationship is definitely true.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have used the CP from the sci-fi show to give themselves nicknames. This is not a secret in the sci-fi group.

However, we all misjudged this You He.

It turns out that besides maintaining a lover relationship with Luo Yong, You He also had affairs with several other men, including Dongfang Tian."

"Wow, can't tell that this harmless guy is a player?"

"I discovered this early on," Zhong Kui said slowly. "Did you always think that Dongfang Tian and Luo Yong fighting was really about Luo Yong privately solving work matters for You He? You believe such a far-fetched reason?"

"The obvious jealousy Dongfang Tian showed when talking about these things can only mean it's related to emotional entanglements."

"My god, this Luo Yong thought You He was his white moonlight until he died, right?" Wu Shanqiu pouted. "Suddenly feel his death is so worthless."

"That's not necessarily true. For Luo Yong, You He was just a projection of his ideal life. What kind of person You He really is doesn't matter," Zhong Kui said. "The important thing is that You He gave him a reason to rebel against the life he had endured for fifty years."

"In this case, whether it's Hao Weiwei or Luo Yong, I feel they both died in the wrong place," Qi Fei said thoughtfully. "Especially Hao Weiwei, he shouldn't have understood why he provoked a murderous disaster until he died."

"Our Officer Qi, if you take it seriously, you lose." Zhong Kui handed the intact milk tea to Qi Fei. "Drink something sweet, dopamine will save you from this inexplicable depression."

As she was speaking, the office door was knocked twice.

Several people looked at the sound at the same time and saw Lou Jing appearing at the door.

Her already sallow complexion looked even more haggard.

She walked straight to Qi Fei and made a request without hesitation: "I came today because there is one thing I want to ask you for help."

Qi Fei hurriedly stood up from his chair: "What help? Just say it."

Lou Jing wrapped the Burberry shawl on her body: "I want a copy of the novel Luo Yong wrote online. You also know that this novel can't be found online now."

This request surprised Qi Fei: "Are you sure you want to read it?"

Lou Jing exhaled slightly, her red and swollen eyes seemed to have no more tears: "This is the man I accompanied for half my life, and I found that I knew nothing about him.

I know the content inside will not make me happy, but this is a part of Luo Yong. I want to keep it. When my daughter is mature enough in the future, I want to hand it over to her. She doesn't know yet how her respected father died."

Qi Fei listened and felt awe for this woman, nodding solemnly: "Okay, I promise you."