Overly Intense [Criminal Investigation] 101p2

Chapter 101 p2: Have You Ever Wavered, Even for a Second, Because I am Qin Luo?

At eight in the evening, ten hours after the pimping trending topic had reached the top, Shen Yiyi had sent messages in the morning, noon, and evening, but Qin Luo had not replied to a single one. Her calls had also been busy.

It wasn’t that Qin Luo didn’t want to reply. It was that she simply couldn’t.

Later, she simply stopped looking. She muted her phone and lay on the balcony rocking chair in a daze.

Liu Jia had called her in the evening and had told her about the general situation of the company. Although it was not on the verge of collapse, it looked like it was close. But Qin Luo was calm and composed, as if she had known that this day would come sooner or later. She had not even smoked and had quietly flipped through a magazine, thinking that if Logos really collapsed, would Fengjiang Cultural Tourism still give her the coffee and bookstore project? But after she had flipped a page, she had felt that it was unfair. Why should the business she had worked so hard to build be ruined by the Shang Yi who deserved to die?

Before she had finished the magazine, the door of Qin Luo’s house was suddenly knocked on.

The knocking was very polite and regular. Qin Luo guessed that it was the property management, so she walked to the door.

But she was very vigilant and did not open the door directly. She confirmed that the other was wearing a suit through the peephole before she asked, “What is it?”

“Ms. Qin, the butler center can’t get in touch with you. I’m here to confirm your safety.”

…

Only a persistent Shen Yiyi would do something like this.

“I’m very safe.”

“Rest assured, we have strengthened the patrol team in your building. Our property management will absolutely guarantee your personal safety.”

Qin Luo was too lazy to answer. She turned and took out her phone to send a message to Shen Yiyi. She hoped that Shen Yiyi would have some sense of boundaries and not always stretch her hand so far. And she wanted to ask the butler manager who the owner of this house was. Why could an outsider casually command the property security? Then was she safe here or not!

But before she could open WeChat, she was stunned by the trending topic notification on her notification bar.

Two murder cases may be the work of the same person, the killer is imitating the plot of Her Kill…

Her blood pressure rushed from behind her ears to her scalp, and her limbs instantly turned cold. At first, Qin Luo felt that it was absurd and ridiculous, but then, fear quietly seeped into her breath.

Qin Luo did not dare to click on it. She seemed to have a vision of the public’s ferocious faces toward her. Qin Luo was not afraid of being ridiculed by the crowd, but she was afraid that others would misunderstand the original intention of her creation. She did not want to be the guide of a murderer, and she certainly did not want to admit that her work carried a violence that could be recycled.

But she still clicked on it.

A marketing account that loved to diss her had posted a case analysis, in a nine-grid layout. Each picture had more than three hundred words, a very detailed thousand-word analysis.

Qin Luo held onto the sofa and sat down. To see the small font clearly, she enlarged the picture.

This marketing account had taken screenshots of the electronic version of Her Kill and compared them with the gossip posts that had been searched for. It had first transitioned from the status of Xiao Han in the text to the Shang Yi who had founded Ariose. The two’s social backgrounds were extremely similar. One was a high-ranking executive, and the other was a capitalist. Xiao Han had risen to power with the help of his wife’s family, and Shang Yi had used his marriage to cheat for investment. And Xiao Han had a rival he wanted to kill, while Shang Yi had once wanted to join forces with foreign capital to hunt down Kangsheng.

Qin Luo had never thought that Shang Yi had also coveted Kangsheng. She even suspected whether Shang Yi’s firm support for Logos back then was also related to Kangsheng.

Qin Luo continued to read down. The analysis post had analyzed in detail the Li Peipei who had already been taken away by the police. Li Peipei had been detained for a year and three months five months ago. The reason was that she had exploited a legal loophole, had held shares for Shang Yi as an agent to circumvent foreign investment supervision, and had later invested in art auctions through the collection of funds, and had used a shadow contract to bribe, and had been found by the relevant departments. Li Peipei had taken the criminal responsibility herself, and had returned to Shang Yi’s side not long after she was released from prison.

Returned to Shang Yi’s side?

Shang Yi was in a free-range mode with Logos, with little jurisdiction. Qin Luo naturally had little contact with him. But Shang Yi was very concerned about the public welfare projects and the activities of the reading group. Now that she thought about it, perhaps in some links, she had been unintentionally used by him as a part of his capital laundering. It was just that Qin Luo was dedicated to the public welfare projects, and every link of the project had to go through her hands, so Shang Yi had not been able to extend his hand into the public welfare.

Qin Luo even suspected that the black pine he had dug up from Japan at a high price in the courtyard of the reading group was also dirty.

She pinched her brow, her chest aching. She was fortunate that she was dedicated to public welfare, and every item was clear. Even if someone threw dirty water on her at this moment, at least she had room to fight back.

The content was too explosive. Qin Luo had to take a break before she continued to read.

The analysis post claimed that Li Peipei and Shang Yi were lovers, and that Li Peipei had been pregnant with Shang Yi’s child but had unfortunately had a miscarriage. The marketing account had posted the original content of Her Kill for comparison. Looking at the entire development of the situation, it was basically consistent with the matter of Xiao Han and Lin Ke’er.

Qin Luo was dumbfounded. She couldn’t understand. It was one thing to imitate a murder, but how could even the plot of a character’s pregnancy be consistent? Was it just a coincidence? Then according to the motive for the murder, the killer should be Li Peipei. Why would the police take Lu Xi away first?

The first line of the third page of the analysis post was in bold: The killer is someone else.

According to an online search, the second deceased was Qi Yingjun, an artist under Ranmei Company. And the investor behind Ranmei was the Kangsheng mentioned earlier. Qi Yingjun was known for his makeup and had become the first male artist signed by a female self-media company, and the deceased in the second case of Her Kill had also been a flash in the pan on the internet for writing poetry. From this point of view, both men were a little arrogant.

Qi Yingjun had a violent tendency and had beaten his internet celebrity assistant many times. Everyone had also seen them speak out online and knew what a beast Qi Yingjun was.

Qi Yingjun had registered a company for his fiancée, Tang Yao, and many of the advertisements were billed through Tang Yao’s company (this had been confirmed by the backend of the brand that had been affected in the live stream), which showed that Qi Yingjun did not have a strong desire for control over money. And the poet Zou Feng in Her Kill was also a person who treated money like dirt, but was determined to beat his wife to death.

Qin Luo was unwilling to admit that the other was forcibly linking the plot and the character, but the preconceived view had taken over the logic, and she couldn’t say that it was not similar.

Especially the mention in the analysis post that the two cases had a faint connection with Logos. Even Qin Luo herself couldn’t tell if there was a connection.

What made Qin Luo even more shocked was:

In the story of Her Kill, Xiao Han was slowly burned by Lin Ke’er with a drain cleaner. By destroying his gastrointestinal tract, she had made Xiao Han have no appetite to eat. Then she had recommended that Xiao Han take health products, and had mixed poison into the health products, leading to Xiao Han’s death.

Although there was no revelation in the analysis post, and the police had not disclosed the details, Shang Yi had been poisoned to death. But Qin Luo knew that Shang Yi had a heart condition. At many dinner parties, Qin Luo had seen the female assistant give Shang Yi medicine.

What was even more strange was that the way Zou Feng and Qi Yingjun had died was also very similar.

Zou Feng in Her Kill, although he had not died in a live stream in front of tens of thousands of people, in the plot of the book, Zou Feng had had an argument with the person in charge of the village committee at home and had drunk rat poison in front of them. The rat poison was not fatal. What had killed him was the subsequent underlying disease, which had led to his death.

And the analysis post claimed that Qi Yingjun had said in a short video that he had paid a great price to become beautiful. Because his body’s blood clotting function was not good, the analysis suspected that the bleeding from the seven orifices in the live stream was not caused by poison, but by a problem with his blood clotting. Therefore, the cause of death might not have been poison, but his own problem.

When Qin Luo had first started reading the post, there were only 1,000 likes. But in just a dozen or so minutes, the likes had exceeded 10,000. With the public resources that Logos had occupied today, this tag had smoothly climbed to the top of the trending topics.

Qin Luo looked at the comments. The top few hot comments were all saying that the victim had gotten what he deserved, but that his death was strange. This high degree of similarity and the consistent tone of the comments had aroused Qin Luo’s suspicion. The fermentation of this wave of analysis posts tonight was suspected of being mixed with marketing water army.

Qin Luo was puzzled by the purpose of the person who had posted the analysis.

She didn’t know if he wanted to find the truth, or if he wanted to create a new truth.

But no matter what his purpose was, after his narrative, the public opinion had entered a new carnival. The emotions that the public wanted to get had been written by him. Who was the killer, who was the victim, who was the vested interest, the information had become an intoxicating alcohol, and in the small screen, they were toasting each other. It was unknown who had drunk the anger, the contempt, the sense of justice, and it was also unknown who was secretly gloating. But it was certain that

—no one really cared about the truth. They just needed a sufficiently exciting story.

But Qin Luo cared. She exited the interface and called Liu Jia.

She wanted to ask Liu Jia if she had ever had a moment of hesitation about this decision because Her Kill was written by Qin Luo.