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.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?"
