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Under such fierce blows, even a yak might not survive, let alone a mere human like Zhuang Ziming. He immediately collapsed, leaning against the Locker. Kong Anping also fell to the ground, retreating a few steps. Blood covered his body and face, warm blood.
Kong Anping understood; no matter how beastly one was, their blood was still warm.
In the quiet and sultry night, Kong Anping suddenly felt like laughing.
Just look at his outfit: a long Wig and a red dress. White Brain Matter and red blood splattered all over him, emitting a foul stench. In the pitch-black night, he resembled a vengeful spirit come to claim lives.
Kong Anping was also terrified; killing was not a simple matter. His throat tightened, and his stomach churned violently; he nearly vomited.
But moments later, he burst into laughter, a hoarse sound that echoed in the night like a ghost's wail.
Kong Anping stood up, opened the Locker, pulled out the skeleton model, and stuffed Zhuang Ziming's body inside.
He did not panic while doing this.
Because Kong Anping knew his plan had no flaws. He had checked the information of the three individuals and knew that even if Zhuang Ziming had been dead for a week, no one would likely notice. Zhuang Ziming thought he had many loyal friends, but Kong Anping saw clearly that they were merely fair-weather friends.
After securing the body, Kong Anping did not rush to leave; he carefully wiped away all his footprints.
Before leaving, he took Zhuang Ziming's phone.
In the early morning, he returned to his rented room.
The main perpetrator, Zhuang Ziming, was dead at his hands, but there were still two accomplices left. After thinking for a short while, Kong Anping settled on his next target: Song You. He decided to leave the one with the lowest IQ, Shih Wenshan, for last.
What characterized Song You? He was greedy for money. Otherwise, he wouldn't have done such things for cash.
After pondering for a bit, Kong Anping decided to call Song You. It was eleven o'clock on August 9th when he used Zhuang Ziming's phone to call him. On the call, Kong Anping introduced himself as Zhuang Ziming's friend and said that Zhuang wanted to lay low for a while and had left a hush money payment for Song You before leaving.
The call was made from the biology storage room at Anxiang District Fourth Middle School. Kong Anping was good at physics; he knew that the police could trace the location of a SIM card through its phone number. So after making this call, he shoved the SIM card into Zhuang Ziming's throat.
After finishing his meal outside, Kong Anping hurried to the seaside house.
He had originally thought that Song You would arrive at the seaside house by evening, but he did not expect that at that moment, Song You was at an internet café. Upon receiving Kong Anping's call, Song You immediately set off for the seaside house. What surprised Kong Anping even more was that Song You found the house around three-thirty and walked right in without hesitation.
In fact, Kong Anping had only just returned a little over ten minutes ago, and he hadn't even prepared his disguise as a ghost yet.
The two stared at each other, and Song You realized that this person was actually Qin Qingxue's boyfriend, Kong Anping.
Song You was not foolish; he noticed the hammer and rope lying in the room.
As soon as Song You opened the door, he attempted to run outside, but Kong Anping grabbed the rope and chased after him.
Kong Anping swiftly looped the rope around Song You's neck, forcibly pulling him back into the house.
Song You struggled fiercely, gripping the rope tightly with his hands. However, Kong Anping sat down on the floor, using his feet to pin down Song You's shoulders while exerting all his strength to choke him with his arms. Song You's face turned increasingly red and then purple; soon, he stopped struggling altogether.
Kong Anping let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly closed the door.
Fortunately, there was no one around; otherwise, Kong Anping would have failed to execute his plan.
Still fearing that Song You might not die, he picked up the hammer and struck it against his head. This time he didn't dare to hit too hard because he was afraid of blood splattering all over the room.
This corpse could have been disposed of in the sea without a trace, but Kong Anping chose not to do so.
Because of Song You, his plan was nearly thwarted. If only Song You had been more upright, Qin Qingxue would not have been insulted or killed. As Kong Anping looked at the lifeless body before him, feelings of resentment towards everyone, sorrow for Qin Qingxue, fear from killing for the first time, and confusion about the future surged within him.
He vented all these emotions onto Song You. If he had felt some fear and nervousness when killing Zhuang Ziming, he no longer felt afraid when deciding to dismember Song You's body. Killing a chicken or pig or butchering a sheep or cow might not be so different from dismembering a person.
The only difference might be that Kong Anping did not want to dirty someone else's wooden house.
Dismemberment required extensive equipment. While shopping for a hand saw, an idea suddenly struck him—one that he found quite interesting. He planned to disassemble Song You into several pieces and then pack these limbs into different bags to scatter them across various locations throughout the city.
Kong Anping accurately dismembered the body into six parts: the head, left arm, right arm, left leg, right leg, and torso. At this moment, the police had only found the head, left arm, and right leg, leaving three parts still missing.
On August 9th at six o'clock, Kong Anping purchased all the items needed to dispose of the body. Each of these six items was different but perfectly suited to contain each of the six body parts. However, in his notebook, Kong Anping did not record where he disposed of these parts.
Kong Anping laid Song You's body on plastic wrap and began the dismemberment. The congealed blood gave him a sense of reassurance; he wouldn’t have to worry about making a mess in the house.
By nine o'clock, Kong Anping had finished dismembering the body. He tossed the disgusting entrails into the sea, which saved him from having to clean up.
Afterward, Kong Anping worked tirelessly like an unflagging ant, disposing of the six body parts in different locations around Shangxi City in six trips.
It was a stormy night; dark clouds loomed over the sea as lightning seemed to pierce the depths below. The fierce wind whipped up waves that crashed against the cliffs, creating a powerful atmosphere.
Kong Anping stood on the cliff and shouted: "Let the storm rage even harder!"
That night, Kong Anping felt as if he had truly transformed into a devil. He had just dismembered a person and felt no remorse whatsoever.
Kong Anping slept soundly, indifferent to the rain and wind outside.
Around evening, Kong Anping woke up. He still had one final target: Shih Wenshan.
However, Kong Anping discovered that Shih Wenshan seemed to have gone missing; he could not find any trace of him.
Meanwhile, members of the task force had tracked Shih Wenshan's movements over those days.
Shih Wenshan learned about Qin Qingxue's death on the second day and was aware of her particularly strange suicide. This left the timid Shih Wenshan in a state of panic; he feared that the police would arrest him or that Qin Qingxue's ghost would come for revenge in the dark of night.
Thus, Shih Wenshan hid at home for a week. It wasn't until after Qin Qingxue's seventh day that he began to return to normalcy.
At this point, Kong Anping finally located Shih Wenshan. He also knew that the police had begun investigating this matter; he needed to act quickly. If he waited too long, it was likely that the police would find him.
That evening, Kong Anping turned on Song You's phone and dialed Shih Wenshan's number. Fearing exposure of his identity, he spoke quickly and briefly: "Shih Wenshan? This is Song You. Zhuang Ziming has something for you. Come to Dahuai Tree Street at two o'clock tonight to the shop on the right side."
Kong Anping felt a sense of worry. Shih Wenshan was a reckless person, and he feared that Shih Wenshan wouldn't show up like Zhuang Ziming had. However, if it came to a confrontation, wearing the Red Skirt would make him easily identifiable.
Yet, Shih Wenshan was always someone who could surprise others.
Kong Anping never expected that Shih Wenshan would actually agree to meet.
At that time, Qin Qingxue's mourning period had passed, and the police showed no intention of arresting him. Nothing had happened, which gave Shih Wenshan an inexplicable confidence.
Shih Wenshan believed he had become someone like Zhuang Ziming.
Thus, Shih Wenshan went to the meeting.
It was at that moment that the task force discovered the body of Zhuang Ziming, who had been dead for some time.
Kong Anping arrived at Dahuai Tree Street after midnight. He had devised a method for murder and planned his escape route. He placed a backpack along the escape path, filled with his clothes, so that in just a few minutes, he could transform from a ghostly figure into a man.
He waited in the back of the shop.
Around one-thirty, Kong Anping opened Song You's phone.
At around two o'clock, Shih Wenshan dialed Song You's number.
Shih Wenshan had overestimated himself; he was still afraid of the dark. He called Song You, hoping to ease his terror through conversation. Little did he know that death awaited him.
Kong Anping emerged from the back room. When Shih Wenshan turned around and saw the Red Skirt, he collapsed in fear.
Kong Anping gradually approached him. A flash of lightning illuminated the scene, allowing Shih Wenshan to recognize this person—not the ghost of Qin Qingxue but her boyfriend.
But it was all too late.
Kong Anping swung a hammer and struck him on the temple.
Afterward, Kong Anping slowly left. Just at that moment, he heard the sound of police sirens behind him, and two beams of light shone in his direction. Kong Anping did not expect the police to arrive so quickly; at that moment, he could not consider any escape routes and rushed into a muddy alley in a panic.
Fortunately, the alley was not a dead end, and he ran out from the other side.
After changing his clothes, he still could not suppress the fear in his heart.
In fact, he had told himself several times that getting caught was only a matter of time. He was not afraid of death, but he feared facing his parents, his teachers, and his classmates.
He felt certain that the police in the car had seen his face.
Sitting in the room, he pondered for several moments before recording the details of his crime and his inner thoughts in the notes app on his phone.
Then, he stood at the edge of a cliff, watching the rolling waves below, and suddenly leaped off.
Even ghosts can die.
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