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I was taken to the police station.
The police detected a high concentration of salt toxins in Tang Huanyan's body, which caused her to experience severe hallucinations. At night, she likely felt a burning sensation inside her, instinctively prompting her to take a cold shower. Little did she know that this would trigger a violent chemical reaction, resulting in her suffering fatal low-temperature burns from the inside out.
After the autopsy, the coroner found that Tang Huanyan's organs were already nearly fully matured. All the officers looked at me as if I were a devil.
From the moment news of Tang Huanyan's death broke, Qin Shao reviewed the surveillance footage outside Cinnabar Shop and thoroughly questioned the monitoring personnel. I hadn’t left my house; even the delivery guy who came to pick up a package took it and left without any interaction. The delivery guy had no direct contact with the victim.
The location, route, and time of the victim’s appearance were all accounted for; this delivery guy was busy picking up and delivering packages in other areas. The only person who had contact with Tang Huanyan was a student at the bar entrance, whom she had kicked to the ground.
Upon investigation, it was found that this route was part of the student's way home from tutoring, and he passed by that bar every Thursday at that time. As for the interior of the bar, due to privacy concerns, there were no cameras installed.
Of course, the police had questioned everyone inside and found no one who had any conflict with Tang Huanyan or even with several other individuals. At this point, all leads had gone cold.
With no other options, Qin Shao had no choice but to summon me to the police station. I wore a purple qipao with a cloak draped over it, quietly sitting in the interrogation room chair.
Wang Jun was not qualified to participate in the interrogation and could only take notes at the end. The chief personally came along with Qin Shao for questioning.
"Feng Juan, you need to clearly explain what you did here," the chief said as he slammed his hand on the table, sounding both authoritative and somewhat theatrical.
"This officer... it is your duty as police to provide evidence; it's unreasonable to expect an ordinary citizen like me to confess," I replied.
"You are the only one who had contact with Chen Dayong, and now there have been so many murders; how could you not be involved?"
Recently, Xiao Su Tang and three family had put immense pressure on this police chief regarding the murder of children, even threatening that if they didn't find the murderer within a week, he would lose his job! Meanwhile, his subordinates were eager to get into jail; at least it would be safer there.
"You must have thoroughly reviewed the surveillance footage outside my place; did you find anything?"
Qin Shao felt the pressure mounting. These cases were creating a stir online, with some netizens even speculating whether it could be the work of a Vengeful Spirit Seeking Retribution. He looked at me seriously and said, "Feng Juan, you must trust the police and believe in the law. You cannot engage in illegal activities."
Hearing this, I shot back, "Then may I ask, O Messenger of Justice, why have the law enforcement records and surveillance videos from the evidence room mysteriously disappeared?"
"Ah! So you are indeed seeking revenge for Chen Jiang!" he exclaimed.
"Qin Shao, send someone to bring Chen Dayong in for questioning. If this woman is so tight-lipped, I refuse to believe that Chen Dayong will be just as stubborn!"
"Director!" Qin Shao stood up to intervene.
"Go now!"
I knew they were watching my expression, trying to use Chen Dayong's situation to break down my defenses and force me to yield. But I would not give in to their tactics.
Chen Dayong was brought to the police station, where another team of officers conducted a thorough interrogation, attempting to confirm whether he knew me. Unfortunately, Chen Dayong genuinely did not know my name.
They tried various methods, mixing my photo among images of unfamiliar women to observe Chen Dayong's micro-expressions. After exhausting other strategies, they found themselves at a dead end.
With no other options, Qin Shao continued to question me. He first showed me the last surveillance video captured before Xiao Bai's incident. The footage displayed him leaving a club with a woman and driving toward Chengbei Linxueshan, after which there were no further records.
From the video, the woman appeared tall and slender. However, she kept her head resting on Xiao Bai's shoulder, making it impossible to see her face clearly. At that time, due to the uproar surrounding Chen Jiang's case, Xiao Bai wore a mask whenever he went out to avoid unwanted attention.
This woman seemed to have appeared out of nowhere and then vanished just as mysteriously. The police now suspected that this woman was me. Additionally, since Cinnabar Shop sold aromatherapy products, it was highly likely that I had concocted the poison that caused Tang Huanyan's fatal burns.
Although there was no concrete evidence linking me to any dissections, they were willing to believe that I was also responsible for Su Qianfan's death.
"Is this woman you?" The chief pointed at the woman leaning against Xiao Bai in the surveillance video.
I looked at the relatively clear footage, paused at the moment they were leaving the club and getting into the car. From this angle, all that could be seen were the woman's legs... and that was it.
Hmm, it's hard to assess.
"How do you think this person is me? Just because of her legs?" I couldn't help but chuckle at the chief's reasoning. They believed it was me based solely on my conversation with Qin Shao and his intuition.
No matter how the chief questioned me, he couldn't extract any information, which made him twitch slightly in frustration. Qin Shao had no choice but to ask him to leave and replaced him with Wang Jun, who sat beside me to continue the interrogation.
"I hope you can cooperate with our inquiries. This matter has attracted too much attention in society, and we cannot let the public lose faith in justice."
"I believe I have chosen the right path; I believe justice will not be defeated by anything! So I hope you can trust us and reveal the truth!" Wang Jun was quite agitated. As soon as he finished speaking, even Qin Shao looked a bit surprised; he hadn't expected his apprentice to have such thoughts.
I smiled gently at them, noticing their dark circles from long-term sleep deprivation.
"I have answered all your questions."
I wasn't lying; I had responded to every question they asked.
"Then how could you quietly place Xiao Bai's head at the police station if you were acting according to the killer's thoughts?" Qin Shao took over the conversation.
The area near the trash can was conveniently a blind spot for surveillance. Despite repeated checks from other angles, no clues were found. They had also investigated the old man who scavenged nearby since he was the only one who could potentially commit the crime, but this old man was merely collecting scrap and had no connection to Xiao Bai.
The fingerprint investigation on the cardboard box also hit a dead end. Too many people had come into contact with it, and after checking each one, it turned out to be just an ordinary cardboard box. It was like picking something up off the street and using it without a second thought.
"Perhaps someone dropped it when you weren't paying attention," I suggested as we continued our conversation when a young officer knocked on the door and entered, looking at me with a fearful expression.
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