Overly Intense [Criminal Investigation] 141

Chapter 141: The Knife Falls

“They don’t have the strength to fight back against them.” Zhan Luo looked at Shen Yiyi and patted his chest. “I’m the one who stood up to end all this for them.”

He was getting more and more excited.

His expression was one of satisfied clamoring, and his voice suddenly rose. “They need someone to save them, someone to protect them. You say that justice has to be realized in order, but I say that the procedure itself is a shackle! What they need is not just an empty slogan, but a guardian who dares to tear off this mask!”

Shen Yiyi was not sure if Zhan Luo would be shot in the head by the special police if he continued to be so agitated.

She put her hands on her hips and touched the utility knife hidden in her lower back, making sure that her movements would not be delayed when she made a move later.

Ding ding ding ding.

The alarm in Zhan Luo’s pocket went off.

The vibrating alarm made Shen Yiyi instantly vigilant. She looked down at her watch. The countdown for the live stream voting had ended. But at this moment, Liu Jia had already been rescued, and the live stream room had been shut down by the platform. The game mechanism had lost its weight and could not continue. Now that the alarm was ringing, it was as if to remind him that everything should be over.

“The voting is over.”

Slap—

The light hanging from the beam above his head suddenly lit up, and the room was very dazzling.

“Everyone who voted tonight will receive my blessing.”

It was just as Lu Shimao had guessed. This had become the stage for the final curtain call. Shen Yiyi was blinded by the light, her eyes slightly narrowed, and she couldn’t tell where the camera was hidden.

But Shen Yiyi could be sure that the beam of light was on her.

“Justice never belongs to the neutral, the silent.” He didn’t know who he was accusing. It was as if he were facing the camera. “The internet likes this kind of farce. Everyone is a judge. Every vote you cast as a bystander is an accomplice. They think they are deciding her life and death, but they don’t realize that no matter if they vote or not, the knife is always in the hands of the executioner.”

Only by snatching that knife would it work.

He looked as if he were possessed. “Only by killing the executioner will it work.”

He raised his gun with one hand and repeated, “Justice never belongs to the neutral.”

His muzzle was aimed at his own chin. With just a light pull, his outline would disappear from the world on the spot. There would be no sin and punishment, no victory and defeat, only the death of a victim’s family that could not be closed. Shen Yiyi did not want him to succeed so easily. To end this story in the highlight of a suicide, how could a criminal be the protagonist?

Shen Yiyi did not want him to succeed.

“The meaning of the reading group’s existence is to give girls more opportunities to read, not to treat girls as a project to manage, to construct a gender script.”

“It is precisely a self-proclaimed guardian like you who is demeaning their abilities.”

Her hand was on the handle of the knife. Shen Yiyi said provocatively, “Because you can’t love sports like your father, you are discriminated against by your male colleagues, you can’t get the woman you love, and you haven’t gotten the dividends brought by the structure, so you are so angry and unfair. The people you killed are not their enemies, but the self you failed to become. You don’t have your father’s strength, you don’t have Shang Yi’s status and power, you don’t have Qi Yingjun’s appearance and charm, and you certainly don’t have Xin Wuzheng’s right to speak.”

He had just put on a very defensive set of armor, speaking the language of women’s pain, but using the logic of a perpetrator, he had found a perfect outlet for violence and power, and had copied the control model.

This set of armor was called: “I’m doing it for them.”

“Wrong!! They are the ones who deserve to die.” Zhan Luo’s brow furrowed tightly, and the muzzle of his gun was a little crooked. His consciousness was pulled away by these words, and he began to refute excitedly, “I am their ally.”

Ally?

Shen Yiyi smiled and complained, “Only you can decide who speaks, who is silent, who is neutral, and who deserves to die. That’s called God, not an ally.”

Seeing that his thoughts were being pulled, Shen Yiyi took half a step forward.

She slowly pulled the knife from her waist, hid the handle in her sleeve, and naturally lowered her hands.

She even, to divert his attention, pointed her finger at the tip of his nose, forcing him to stare at her expression. “They have endured, forgotten, and re-enacted it over and over for a long century. You’ve only lived for these few short years, and you can’t help but be resentful? How can you understand? A person who is not biologically female will not understand the pain of being gazed at with a gendered lens since puberty. Have you never fantasized about a female classmate, a female teacher?”

Zhan Luo did not like Shen Yiyi taking away the initiative.

He tried his best to maintain his elegance, but his expression had already become distorted. “I have always respected them.”

“Respect?”

Shen Yiyi took another step forward. The knife slowly slid out of her sleeve. She held it tightly to prevent it from slipping out of her hand later. “Is it your so-called respect to install a surveillance camera at their door? Is it respect to use others’ pain to satisfy yourself? Is it respect to open up others’ scars? You are just the most ordinary murderer, no different from the scum in prison. Don’t raise your own price.”

Once a person is dominated by emotions, it is easy to lose control. Both of them knew this very well.

But Shen Yiyi did not stop. She leaned forward and, in a whispering posture, announced softly,

“You think you’ve saved and protected them, that you’ve done a so-called just thing. But you don’t know that you’re just a mad dog, a pawn of theirs.”

Zhan Luo’s expression was hesitant, and he was in a daze.

“What?”

Shen Yiyi would not give him an answer. She wanted him to suffer every day before he was sentenced.

Just as Zhan Luo had finished speaking.

Clang—
Da da—

It was only two seconds. The light bulb on the beam above his head sparked, and then it was pitch black in front of him. The special police jumping on the courtyard wall had caused the neighbor’s dog to bark, and the quiet night had begun to be chaotic.

What pawn?
Why was it dark in front of him?

Zhan Luo was occupied by his doubts and could not decisively shoot himself. In the next second, Shen Yiyi had fiercely struck his wrist joint. The pain had caught him off guard, and the old bird gun had fallen to the ground.

Before she had entered, Shen Yiyi had only brought this knife. She had told the special police captain that when he saw her take out the knife, he should be ready to turn off the lights at any time.

She did not have a gun license. She only had this knife that could dissect a human body.

It could be a weapon for a criminal to cut open a body, or it could be a tool for a doctor to save a life. Of course, it was her rice bowl for finding evidence in a murder case.

At this moment, she was not a police officer, not a victim, not a bystander.

She was that sharpest, calmest scalpel.

Shen Yiyi did not do the exaggerated movements of the armed police. In the darkness, controlling a figure did not require a big fight. It was as if she had returned to a familiar dream. The action of stabbing the shadow in her memory was very smooth, as if she had practiced it countless times. With just her height and weight, she had accurately found Zhan Luo’s side waist.

That was the first place to be paid attention to when a person was lying on an autopsy table.

Between the lower edge of the ribs and the upper corner of the iliac bone, it was easy to cause pain and loss of control, but not fatal.

“If that criminal were really standing in front of you, would you do it?”

Of course she would.

Shen Yiyi held the knife and, with ease, cut through his clothes. She only heard Zhan Luo let out a muffled groan, and his body trembled slightly. His consciousness had cooled for a second in his fanaticism.

It was a second of fear.

“Raise your hands, raise your hands.”

The window was smashed, and the door lock was also broken. The entire village was in a state of chaos. Zhan Luo could no longer capture Shen Yiyi’s attack.

The more he was afraid, the bigger his movements.

He wanted to bend down to pick up the gun, but he was seen through by Shen Yiyi in advance. She held the gun with her foot and kneed him hard in the stomach. This time, he couldn’t get up for a long time, and even his breathing was delayed.

His chest was in a dull pain, and Zhan Luo’s reaction became slow.

The stage had lost its light, and the story had a gap. The protagonist had lost his arc in a chaotic scene and only wanted to die. Zhan Luo’s body was half-tilted, and his hands were holding Shen Yiyi’s wrist. In the moonlight, his eyes were fixed on that knife.

“Only I can decide my own destiny…”

His movements were swift. He used all his strength. He held Shen Yiyi’s hand and stabbed it hard into his own throat.

The forensic pathologist was too close to the criminal, and the armed police did not dare to shoot directly in the darkness. Even though Shen Yiyi had already kicked his knee, forcing his body to tilt, she could not stop his strength.

Everyone was waiting for this knife to go down.

…

Slap—

The knife fell.

His throat was exposed in front of the tip of the knife. The blood vessels in his neck were throbbing wildly. His movement had stopped abruptly in front of his throat. A short three-second hesitation had given Shen Yiyi time to react. She raised her hands high and took a big step back, using the force to directly throw away the knife in her hand. Zhan Luo looked at the gun that was being stepped on and the knife that had been thrown far away, and closed his eyes.

Almost in an instant, the police around him immediately rushed forward. Three special police officers pressed him to the ground, grabbing his hair, and holding his hands behind his back. Even his calves were pressed down firmly.

“Don’t move.”
“I’m warning you not to move.”

Just then, the lights in the room also came back on. After the criminal was arrested, a group of police officers rushed in.

“Good, good, good!!!”
“Good job, Little Shen!!”

The headset was full of excited shouts from the command room. The criminal was not dead, and he had been successfully captured. This big news that had been going on for two months could finally come to an end. No one could suppress their excitement.

Shen Yiyi stood where she was, shaking her wrist. Just now, Zhan Luo had used too much force and had almost dislocated her joint. “He has a wound on his side waist. If you press him like this, he’ll get hurt.”

After giving her instructions, she was led out of the courtyard by a few police officers.

The cold wind blew outside the courtyard. She looked up at the moonlight. It was thanks to this little bit of light just now. Otherwise, she really might not have been able to beat Zhan Luo.

“We’ll transfer him to a special detention center tonight. Later…”

Shen Yiyi was tired. She waved her hand. “The transfer later is not my responsibility.”

The local police officer in charge of the case nodded and asked her to go to the police car to rest and wait first.

There was a chaotic scene in the courtyard as they were dealing with Zhan Luo. Shen Yiyi rubbed her wrist and walked out of the courtyard.

Piao Zheng’s voice sounded in her headset. “Did you really do it just now?”

The body camera did not have a complete night vision function, so after the lights were turned off just now, the command room was almost blind. No one knew what had happened inside.

“Otherwise, should I have waited for him to counterattack?”

Piao Zheng was curious. “Your fighting skills are quite good. Who did you learn from? Could it be Little Lu?”

Shen Yiyi smiled. Just as she was about to answer, she looked up and saw Qin Luo get out of the car.

The two looked at each other from a dozen meters away.

Then Qin Luo slowly walked toward her.

She had never had the thought of getting off work early, of going home to eat, to sleep, to tell her that she had overcome her inner demon, to say that she would no longer be indecisive about the future, to say that if she could, could she not rent a place and move into her river view room for free?

Shen Yiyi smiled and held out her hand to show her integrity. “I’m fine.”

She saw Qin Luo’s dark face. She did not hug her first, but instead said,

“Shen Yiyi, you’re really xxxx.”