I'm allergic to ugly people.

How did the killer find people who looked similar in the vast sea of people? This was all thanks to a paraplegic man, Meng Xiangfeng.

During the investigation of the victim's short video platform chat records, the police discovered multiple accounts that the victim had revealed her address and living conditions to during chats. Further investigation showed that these accounts were all operated from the same IP address, and the police soon found Meng Xiangfeng.

At the same time, during the search of Meng Xiangfeng's home, the police found large quantities of chat records and transfer records.

Meng Xiangfeng was responsible for finding targets, while Song Shan paid the rewards, 100,000 RMB per woman.

When interrogated by the police, Meng Xiangfeng confessed everything.

Five years ago, Meng Xiangfeng was in a car accident which left his lower body paralyzed. The misfortune to his body had almost driven him to breakdown. Two years ago, his wife could no longer endure such a life and abandoned him.

The despair of his life led Meng Xiangfeng to consider suicide. When he posted about his misfortunes and suicidal thoughts on a social media platform, other than mockery and abuse, no one sympathized with him.

At this time, an online user privately messaged him, asking if he hated his wife and wanted to kill her.

A crazy idea instantly consumed his days and nights, keeping him up at night.

Three days later, he replied: I do!

Meng Xiangfeng provided his wife's address, and surprisingly, a week later he saw the news of his wife's death!

Murder!

He hurriedly contacted that online user, but they did not answer his questions, only saying: it's time you do me a favor now.

So Meng Xiangfeng started looking online for women who resembled Du Chunyan, and tried every means to obtain their addresses to give to that online user.

The first woman died, and he received a 100,000 RMB reward. Thus, this dirty deal proceeded in his dark, sunless room.

There were over 100 women from all over the country on Meng Xiangfeng's computer, on a shortlist. If Song Shan had not been arrested, what would have become of these women's fates?

Meng Xiangfeng and the mysterious online user later adopted more covert means of contact, communicating via an encrypted online forum. The police soon obtained all the chat contents.

And because Meng Xiangfeng was curious about the other person's identity and appearance, he used technical means to hack into Song Shan's webcam and recorded the video of Zhao Qi disguising Song Shan. It was this video that completely proved Song Shan's guilt for the murders!

Under the evidence, Zhao Qi also confessed that the reason she helped Song Shan disguise himself was because she deeply loved Song Shan, and even if it was a crime, she was willing.

The law will severely punish all three of them!

Meanwhile, knowing nothing about these later events, Su He was sitting on a plane headed for the capital city. Next to him sat a fashionably dressed, stylish woman and a simply dressed but youthful and pretty woman, who kept sneakily glancing at him before leaning in to whisper to each other.

“Older sister Leqiao, he’s so handsome! Can you help me get his contact info...”

“Girl, what good is being handsome? Look at the clothes he’s wearing, just cheap stuff, adding up to less than 100 RMB for the whole outfit... At tonight’s social event, you should pay more attention, any random dude I pull out would have over 100 million RMB in family assets...”

“We’re going for a competition...not to find boyfriends. And I just happen to like good-looking guys, moreover he’s so handsome...”

“For finding men, you need at least two out of looks, talent, and money. A broke dude like him, how could his face support you? Don’t forget, you want to break into showbiz. If you don’t get connections with some big shot bosses, when will you succeed?”

“I didn’t say I wanted him to be my boyfriend, I just want to get acquainted with him... Also, I’m skipping tonight’s event. The competition is tomorrow and I want more practice...”

“Ziting, do you know how much work I put into getting us that event? The competition...you’re too naive. You really think your singing can make it? Without giving something, how would those big shot bosses and judges value you? Girls like you are a dime a dozen in the capital. Why would they choose you over others?”

Bei Leqiao’s words immediately brought Ziting to tears.

Singing had been her lifelong dream. For this opportunity, she worked hard to pay the 7,000 RMB fee to a woman, Bei Leqiao, a broker at an entertainment company, who claimed she could bring Ziting to the capital for a competition.

Seeing the young girl cry, Bei Leqiao comforted her, “Trust older sister Leqiao, you’ll definitely make it to the next round of the competition tomorrow. We’re going tonight to meet the big bosses behind the scenes. Whether you succeed will basically be up to them saying one word...” Then she continued, “There, there, don’t cry, you’ll ruin your makeup...”

Bei Leqiao glanced at the perpetrator Su He, pretending to sleep beside them, and muttered softly, “F*cking broke loser almost ruined my plans...serves him right staying poor forever!”

Su He opened his eyes wide, glaring at her.

Bei Leqiao was so startled by his sudden glare that her soul nearly left her body. But she quickly realized he did that on purpose, and screamed angrily at Su He, “Glaring at me with your dead fish eyes! Creep, want me to accuse you of molesting... Looking at me like you’ve never seen a woman! With your poor broke look, you’ll never find a nice girl in your life! Even if you did, you couldn’t keep her. She’d leave you for someone else sooner or later!”

“I’ve seen countless women indeed. But 10 pounds of powder still couldn’t cover your ugly insides like yours - that’s a first for me...” Su He showcased his acting skills, glancing at Bei Leqiao with disgust, immediately putting on a nauseated expression. He raised his hand and called to the flight attendant, “Miss, I feel sick, can I have a bag?”

The flight attendant approached with a smile. “Sir, there are bags right by your seat there, and we have more if you need motion sickness aids...”

“Oh no need, I feel so much better just looking at you...” Su He laughed, then looked again at Bei Leqiao’s angry face, picking up a bag, “Urp...”

“Miss! I want to complain about him insulting me, I’m calling the police!” Bei Leqiao shouted loudly, attracting everyone’s attention.

Seeing Su He still pretending to vomit, the flight attendant asked kindly, “Sir, are you alright?”

Su He patted his chest and lifted his head with a smile. “I’m fine, thanks. I’m just allergic to ugly people, you make me feel so much better...”

“Who’re you calling ugly!” Bei Leqiao glared furiously at Su He, roaring, “You...”

“Whoever responds is who I meant. What, did I touch a sore spot? Urp...can’t stand it...”

Seeing Su He’s handsome face, Bei Leqiao wanted to curse him with a different word, when the flight attendant said to Su He, “Sir, let me move you to another seat please, this way.”

Su He was brought to business class, leaving Bei Leqiao alone swearing angrily, nearly picking another fight with the person beside her.

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