Possibly sensing someone staring at her, Sun Ying turned her head to look at Xu Mo.
The two gazed at each other.
Finally, Xu Mo walked over with a puzzled expression and asked:
"These are all your brother's clothes, right? He just left not long ago, and you're already throwing all his clothes away?"
Sun Ying replied emotionlessly:
"He's not coming back anyway, is he? What's the point of keeping these things?"
Hearing this, Xu Mo narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Sun Ying.
It seemed she truly knew about Sun Jian's murder, and that Xu Mo was a police officer who had come to arrest Sun Jian.
She also knew that Sun Jian's crimes were severe enough to warrant life imprisonment or even the death penalty.
That's why she chose this time to discard all of Sun Jian's clothing.
"You know he's not coming back? So... you knew your brother killed someone all along?"
Xu Mo wondered if Sun Jian's sister, Sun Ying, was guilty of failing to report a crime or harboring a criminal.
Or perhaps something even more serious, like... instigating murder?
It was possible that Sun Jian had killed someone under Sun Ying's instruction.
No... that's not right, Xu Mo immediately dismissed the thought.
Because he suddenly recalled Sun Jian's last words in the interrogation room.
Xu Mo, well-versed in psychology, could tell at a glance that Sun Jian wasn't lying then. In Sun Jian's view, Sun Ying knew nothing about his murder!
Yet paradoxically, Sun Ying did know about it, and it seemed she had known for quite some time.
A chill ran down Xu Mo's spine.
He was reminded of a movie from a parallel universe - Detective Chinatown 1.
The film ended with a little girl's eerie smile.
The person arrested wasn't the true culprit; the little girl at the end was the real mastermind behind the scenes!
The one arrested was just a scapegoat, or rather, merely a tool being used.
The little girl had used her diary to manipulate her foster father into killing for her.
She had a motive for the crime, but there was no evidence to support her instigation of murder. Legally, her actions couldn't be defined as criminal.
It was nearly the perfect crime - using someone else as a weapon while remaining free from legal consequences...
Faced with Xu Mo's inquiry, Sun Ying just smiled strangely. Her smile was almost identical to that of the little girl at the end of Detective Chinatown 1 in the parallel universe.
"I didn't know all along, I just found out he killed someone," the girl explained.
"Just found out? How did you know? This information is still confidential; only the police know who the killer is right now."
"I guessed, of course. How could I not know when someone died at my internship place? I know my brother's personality very well, and he happened to be away from home when the crime occurred. Plus, the police showed up soon after he came home. Isn't it easy to connect the dots and figure out he killed someone?"
This smile, this tone, in Xu Mo's view, was blatant provocation.
Just guessed? As if!
Given your reaction, there's no way you just found out!
Your brother got arrested because of you, and you're not even sad? You can still smile?
At this moment, Xu Mo believed that Sun Jian's murder must have been influenced by his sister.
In other words, Sun Jian was merely a tool being used, completely unaware of everything.
The real murderer should be Sun Ying!
And the reason Sun Ying dared to provoke Xu Mo so boldly
was because she was confident that Xu Mo couldn't do anything to her, confident that she could escape justice!
She had a motive for the crime, but legally her actions couldn't be defined as criminal. After all, there was no evidence to prove she had committed a crime.
The little girl in Detective Chinatown 1 had escaped justice in the same way.
However, Sun Ying was unlucky to have encountered Xu Mo.
The reason the little girl in the movie could escape justice was that the police couldn't gather evidence.
Even if they suspected the little girl was involved, they could do nothing about it.
This method of using someone else as a weapon was too sophisticated, using the 'weapon' without their knowledge.
But while the police in the movie had no options, that didn't mean Xu Mo was helpless.
He had truth serum!
One injection, and Sun Ying would reveal everything.
At that point, both the motive for murder and the evidence would be available.
Perfect crime? No such thing!
Of course, Xu Mo didn't know what the truth really was.
Although based on Sun Ying's behavior, there was a high probability that things were as Xu Mo imagined, this was still just his speculation.
The specifics would need to be tested to know for sure.
"That makes sense, it's normal for you to have guessed this," Xu Mo didn't reveal his suspicions, instead concealing them well: "Your brother wants to see you. Come with me, I'll take you to the police station."
"Okay."
They walked together to the parking lot and got into Xu Mo's car.
Before getting in, Xu Mo, under the pretense of helping open the car door, quickly approached Sun Ying and injected the truth serum into the back of her neck, then immediately stuffed the serum into his system space.
The truth serum vanished from Xu Mo's hand as it entered the system space.
Sun Ying felt something prick the back of her neck and immediately turned to look, only to see Xu Mo slapping his own arm and muttering to himself.
"Damn mosquito! They come out as soon as it gets warm, their bites sting like needles!"
Sun Ying also rubbed the back of her neck.
She didn't notice anything unusual.
She knew that the large flower mosquitoes in the residential green areas had painful bites. Some mosquito bites indeed felt like needle pricks.
Due to Xu Mo's misdirection,
she mistook the sharp pain of the truth serum injection in her neck for a mosquito bite.
The truth serum took effect immediately after the injection.
Once Sun Ying was in the car, Xu Mo began to question her.
"Was Sun Jian's murder related to you?"
"Yes," Sun Ying nodded. "His killing of Zhang Guodong was the result of my intentional and unintentional manipulation. I understand his personality."
Although Xu Mo had previously suspected this outcome,
hearing it confirmed firsthand still sent chills down his spine. He instinctively glanced at Sun Ying sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror.
Instigating her own brother to commit murder... this had ruined two lives at once!
And one of them was her own family member.
Xu Mo could understand why Sun Ying wanted to kill Zhang Guodong.
After all, this Zhang Guodong was indeed not a good person.
But what Xu Mo couldn't understand was why Sun Ying, knowing that murder was illegal, would still manipulate her brother to take such a risk?
Especially when, upon learning that Sun Jian had been arrested and wouldn't be coming back, Sun Ying, as his sister, showed no signs of sadness at all?
"Do you have conflicts with your brother? Do you hate him?"
"My brother? I have no blood relation to him at all. He's not my brother. He's just like Zhang Guodong, neither of them are good people!"
Xu Mo furrowed his brow.
There was more to this story...

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!