Chapter 303: Crocodile Tears

"You told the police that you went home at 9:00 on the night Ma Ziqiang died. In fact, the person who went home at that time was Wu Weiwei. You were still performing a show with Chen Zhuo under the surveillance to blur the timeline of Ma Ziqiang's death. You didn't go home until after 2:00 AM. Chen Zhuo tampered with the residential district's surveillance at that time, so it wouldn't record the footage of you returning in the middle of the night. But you never expected that someone was waiting in the window, and he saw that the lights in your house were still on until the middle of the night.

If this matter is discovered by the police, they will know you are lying.

Your plan is very thorough but also very fragile. As long as one of the links is overturned, all other timelines will not hold up. For example, you knew the police would check the food residue in Ma Ziqiang's stomach, so you cleverly ordered takeout from the same barbecue restaurant for him to eat before he died. However, Fan Xin probably didn't tell you that when he followed the menu you provided to order food, he found that several dishes were not available in the restaurant. To reduce costs, many things sold by this restaurant on the takeout platform were overnight ingredients. Some were not stocked by the restaurant on the night Ma Ziqiang died, such as grilled oysters.

So as long as the police compare the menu Fan Xin ordered at the barbecue restaurant that night, they will find that there are several 'out of thin air' foods in Ma Ziqiang's stomach.

You really care about him; the last meal you prepared for him was quite rich. If it were just beef skewers and lamb skewers, there would be no flaws."

Song Yun sneered after hearing this: "It's not caring. Ma Ziqiang likes to eat seafood. If there is no seafood in the side dishes I prepared for him, he wouldn't say anything at the time, but as long as he drank a few glasses of wine, he would beat and scold me. That day I had to coax him so that he would listen to me and go downstairs for a walk after eating.

Chen Zhuo knows every surveillance point in the vicinity and has already told me how to walk to avoid all surveillance probes. I followed the route I scouted while running before and brought Ma Ziqiang to that green belt. Fan Xin and Chen Zhuo had been waiting there. We followed the previous plan and hit his temple hard."

"Who did it?"

"Heh, it had to be me. I don't know how many times I dreamed of it, like that night, hitting him to death." There wasn't a trace of regret on Song Yun's face.

Zhong Kui narrowed her eyes: "Even when killing Ma Ziqiang, you didn't lose your reason. The position of hitting him was also designed by you, right? He couldn't bleed. If he bled, the show you performed at 2:00 AM would have a flaw—there was no blood of Ma Ziqiang left on the road."

"Of course, this method was proposed by Weiwei. She was a nurse and knew where the human head was most fragile. Hmph, that place was covered by trees. At that time, the road was still very busy, with cars coming and going. Even if Ma Ziqiang had some shouting, people passing by would only think it was a drunkard making trouble. Fan Xin and Chen Zhuo subdued Ma Ziqiang, and I just hit him like that, and this guy actually died, died easily. It's really regrettable." Song Yun's cold madness even carried regret. "We observed countless times that no one would go into that place. We left Ma Ziqiang's corpse there. Chen Zhuo changed into clothes exactly the same as Ma Ziqiang's and went to eat barbecue with Fan Xin. The things that happened next, you all know."

"The man in black wearing a hood was you, right? Deliberately appearing at various intersections to disturb the police's line of sight, and finally went to the place where Ma Qingfeng planted vegetables, changed clothes there, and blended into the crowd living nightlife outside," Zhong Kui said. "At first, the police assumed that the deceased's father would not become an accomplice, so they didn't investigate deeply into Ma Qingfeng's testimony of providing an alibi. Who could have thought that a drunkard's son could make his old father destroy his relatives for righteousness?

Hmph, this game of chess, I have to say it was played beautifully. However, I won't let you live peacefully under the guise of revenge. Lin Yu, that innocent designer, is still waiting for your answer." Zhong Kui stared into Song Yun's eyes. At this moment, there was dead silence and dead madness. It seemed that only a colder and crazier Zhong Kui could suppress the already insane Song Yun.

Sure enough, Lin Yu was the sin that Song Yun could not reconcile with.

Her peace of mind was shattered by Zhong Kui's question. Large tears rolled down from Song Yun's eye sockets. Soon she was sobbing, crying until her whole body was shaking: "When I killed Ma Ziqiang, I couldn't turn back, couldn't turn back..."

Facing Song Yun, who couldn't answer, Zhong Kui answered for her: "One wrong move and the whole game is lost. Facing the police who had no progress for a long time, you thought you could really hide from the sky and cross the sea and live a happy life from now on, right? The most desperate thing is not seeing hope, but hope appearing and disappearing in a flash. The confession letter Lin Yu put at your door became a notice to hell here."

"Killing Ma Ziqiang has exhausted all your wisdom. You are already at the end of your rope."

"Let me guess, it's such a coincidence that that person appeared like a 'savior'."

"He taught you to follow the mistake and taught you to kill."

"So, you found your good neighbor again, repeated the old trick, and set a trap with a fake timeline."

"Lin Yu let you add him as a friend online. You catered to his imagination, found a pure girl online, and lured Lin Yu with the fake identity of Kong Xiaowen. You made an appointment for Lin Yu to meet at his house in the middle of the night without any effort."

"I'm curious about one thing. When Lin Yu opened the door, he should have known he was deceived. Why did he let you in?"

"Sigh..." Song Yun's sigh was full of guilt. This was the time she looked most like a normal person tonight. "I told him that I was Kong Xiaowen's mother, saw the chat records between them, and wanted to talk to him."

"Such a clumsy lie, that child actually believed it."

"It was such a simple and kind person, and you finally pushed him off the building?"

"I, I have no choice. I dragged Fan Xin, Weiwei, and Chen Zhuo onto this boat. I can't harm them to die together. I struggled. Between one human life and three friends, believe me, I struggled. But that person told me that everyone will die. Lin Yu's death can save the four of us. This is his blessing. My God, I actually believed it at that time!" Song Yun said and covered her face and cried again, but the tears seeping through her fingers were more like poison, soaked with fake compassion.

Footsteps came again, and Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu appeared in front of Song Yun.

Qi Fei pointed to the surveillance at the elevator entrance, which had been adjusted in advance, aiming at Song Yun's door. ===== CHAPTER 304 =====