Hegel's Confession Volume 1 Chapter 36

After a while, I walked out of my room carrying a thin quilt, and when I was close to the sofa, I instinctively walked with a light footstep. Because Chu Haoran obviously slept very well, presumably, he had had a hard day and was sleeping very soundly at this time.

I gently covered him with the quilt and discovered that he slept on very well. He was different now from his usual self in the daytime; he was now approachable and no longer indifferent. Now he looked handsome, not annoying at all.

I slept very well that night, and it was rare for me to sleep until the morning without a dream. When the alarm rang, I tried to get up from the bed to get ready to wash my face and brush my teeth.

However, after I opened the bedroom door, I froze at once, and I fully woke up in an instant. There was a little noise coming from the kitchen and I could see Chu Haoran was busy with cooking. He was surrounded by golden sunlight, just like a ray of light.

Perhaps he saw my gaze, and he suddenly turned around. The corners of his mouth slightly rose and he showed a shining smile. He said, "It is just the right time for breakfast. Did you perfectly time that?"

I came back to my senses by his words, and I was so embarra.s.sed that I quickly went to the bathroom. I didn't know when it started, but I had a different feeling about Chu Haoran now. He made my heartbeat subconsciously speed up and made me want to escape from this place.

The breakfast was still a simple porridge and omelet, but they were tasty. I couldn't help but wonder why the difference in cooking with the same things was so much better. Am I really not made for cooking? Or should I practice more?

"Aren't you still sleepy when you cook early in the morning?" I muttered. For me, it was difficult early in the day, let alone preparing breakfast.

However, Chu Haoran casually said, "As long as you get into the habit, it becomes easier. And in the morning my mind is clearer, which is great for me to do some thinking."

I did agree to this point, and this was true. Unfortunately, it made sense, but I was used to sleeping late. How hard would it be for me to get up early?

Before we finished having our breakfast, Chu Haoran's mobile phone rang, which suddenly broke the quietness. I saw his face became gloomy when he answered the call, and he responded with a few words before he hung up the phone.

"Let's go! Something happened," he said in a low voice as he strode to the living room to get his jacket.

I also quickly went back to my room to change my clothes. When I went downstairs, I knew what had happened. It turned out that another case had occurred in the community last night where Qiu Nan lived. The deceased and Qiu Nan had died in the same position, and this dead body was a female, too. They both died by a knife to the chest. After that, her body was carved up by the knife and there was no complete section of skin on her.

The car galloped on the road. The ground was still wet and it seemed that it had rained until dawn last night. It reminded me of the rainy night that Qiu Nan had been killed on earlier. Did the murderer choose to commit crimes on rainy days?

Such cases had appeared before, such as the rainy night murder case. Because the rain could wipe away all the traces of crimes, as long as the murderer handled the scene well, the police couldn't find clues. Coupled with the fact that there were fewer people on the street on the rainy days, it was more convenient for committing crimes. Or perhaps the murderer wore a poncho and a hat, which made them completely indistinguishable to others.

Nevertheless, I suddenly realized one thing, that I didn't know if this victim had anything to do with Qiu Nan's case or not. If there was a connection, then our investigation might get some progress. If not, the murderer was likely not their acquaintance. And for Jiang Xiaoqiang, who had left the Public Security Bureau at nine o'clock in the evening last night, he was completely ruled out of the criminal suspect list.

When we arrived at the scene, Xiao Teng was looking at the clues, the body was still lying on the floor, and the floor in the living room was shocking. There was dark red blood everywhere. The deceased was a female and she was naked, in a pool of blood, like a bloodbath. This image was too terrible. The only thing that was clearly visible was the face of the deceased, which was without any disfigurement. Nonetheless, she had smiled when she died, which was very creepy and incredible.

"The name of the deceased is Wu Xiaolan. She came from another city. She is twenty-six years old, and she is an airline stewardess." Xiao Teng quickly examined the body and continued to speaking. "Come over and look at this."

I couldn't help but frown when I saw him turning around. I didn't know what he had discovered, and he made it so mysterious. Unexpectedly, after entering the bedroom, Xiao Teng suddenly tore off a red cloth from the wall.

The same type of altar that I had seen at Qiu Nan's house suddenly appeared before us, and the thing above it was actually the same fox fairy statue with the nine tails. It looked frightening. . .

"Did Wu Xiaolan also enshrine and worship the fox fairy?" Chu Haoran blinked his eyes and it seemed that something had come to his mind.

Xiao Teng quickly nodded and said, "Yes, and this is the only relationship I have found between them. Could it really be . . . ?" He suddenly stopped talking. He was so scared that he also stepped back and kept a distance from the fox fairy statue.

I knew what he wanted to say. Did he mean that the fox fairy killed both of the two deceased? When I didn't respond to him, Chu Haoran lowered his voice and said, "Investigate the source of the fox fairy, and if the surrounding neighbors are aware of this. Plus, we need to know if there is anyone else who lives in the community also enshrining and worshiping the fox fairy." He seemed to think this might be a clue to the case.

I looked back at the fox fairy statue again before I walked out of the bedroom. The fox fairy on the altar stood quietly. Its eyes were lifeless, and it was just a normal statue. I thought this might be something the murderer used to confuse and distract us!

I had also investigated the information regarding this. Some people on the internet said that enshrining and worshiping the fox fairy could increase their own charm and attract the opposite s.e.x. They could gradually become beautiful and handsome, which I did not believe.

There were also some people saying that enshrining and worshiping the fox fairy could improve the relationship between a couple of lovers, which made them happy. Anyway, there were all kinds of arguments, and the people who had enshrined and worshiped the fox fairy were everywhere, and were just people most did not know about. I was dubious about it, but I never believed that the fox fairy was related to the victim.

Because we had just arrived at the scene, we got fewer clues. The forensic doctor quickly rushed to the scene to collect evidence. He concluded that the death time of Wu Xiaolan should be around eight o'clock last night, which was similar to the time when Qiu Nan was killed. Of course, we had to wait out the specified time until the autopsy was over.

Based on the scene and the body, it was the same murderer in the two cases, and we could investigate the cases together. However, what we had to do next was to conduct an investigation centered on Wu Xiaolan. I originally thought that I had found some breakthrough points earlier. Nevertheless, because of Wu Xiaolan was suddenly killed, the case became confusing.

After a day of investigation, exhausted, we went back to the office to discuss everything that evening.

"Wu Xiaolan is an airline stewardess. Her colleagues have said that she is proud and arrogant, and is not easy to get along with. But she worked hard. She is often rated as a model for work. But she has few friends, which is directly related to her haughty personality.

"Wu Xiaolan's interpersonal relationship was relatively simple," Xiao Teng told us, giving us the basic information about Wu Xiaolan. "Although she was not easy to get along with, she had few relatives and no enemies in this city.

"She didn't go to work yesterday, but others didn't expect her to be killed that night. Some colleagues suggested that she is autonomic and has mysophobia, which made her more difficult to get along with."