Chapter 57 When He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu sat opposite Lin Gao, Lin Gao suddenly realized something—these two…

When He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu sat opposite Lin Gao, Lin Gao realized something—these two were entrapment.

It's forbidden to do this now, yet these two still did it. Lin Gao knew he probably couldn't escape, but he wasn't giving up, so he remained defiant. Seeing the two sit down, he began his unprovoked defense: "Innocent! I didn't do anything! I just went over there for a meal. I don't know who you're arresting, but I'm innocent! I really didn't do anything! I'm just an ordinary passerby!"

He sounded quite pitiful, his voice trembling as he spoke, as if he were about to cry. But Qiao Yanyu remained completely unmoved; she simply and clearly named a few women, but Lin Gao still pretended not to know anything.

Lin Gao was indeed skilled; even when the victim's name appeared directly in front of him, he remained unmoved.

Qiao Yanyu didn't seem to care and continued, "Yesterday afternoon at 2 PM, we found a female corpse on the mountainside of Qingya Mountain in the suburbs. After comparison, we found that she had disappeared four months ago, and before her disappearance, she had a close relationship with you. The tenant of apartment 501, building 16 in Qingyang Community has also disappeared, and a few days ago, someone saw you on her balcony. Lin Gao, do you dare to say that you have absolutely no connection with the disappearance and death of these two people?"

Lin Gao listened attentively to what he had to say. His composure was indeed remarkable. He knew very well that the police did not have any crucial evidence. If they did, Qiao Yanyu would not have brought up these matters; she would have simply presented the evidence directly to him.

"I'm really wronged. They say I'm close to that person, but I've only met her a few times. Besides, her private life is a bit messy. She must have many other people who are closer to her than me, right? And the other one, who said I was on her balcony, do you have any evidence? You need CCTV footage to say something like that."

What a despicable guy. He knew very well that the security cameras in Qingyang Community were just for show and basically did nothing.

Qiao Yanyu stared intently at him, finding him utterly shameless. He Zhao also realized that someone as upright as Qiao Yanyu was unlikely to have any influence on Lin Gao. At this moment, she understood why the director had specifically mentioned that she could also be allowed in.

A rogue should be dealt with by another rogue.

Police investigations require evidence, and Qiao Yanyu, being a public official, adheres to this principle. She's too upright; she wouldn't do something like using a ghost story to provoke Lin Gao when dealing with ordinary people. But He Zhao is different; she's capable, incredibly capable.

Besides, Qiao Yanyu said they all knew some kind of memory-erasing magic, so at this point, they could just make things up.

Besides, He Zhao understood all too well why Lin Gao needed to be interrogated. One reason was to prevent arrests, and the other was to find out the whereabouts of the girls' bodies. Judging from Lin Gao's method of only removing vital parts while preserving the rest, the other girls' bodies should still be there.

In this country, just like the homeland He Zhao traveled to before, there is great respect for corpses, and they would certainly want to give their bodies a proper burial.

He Zhao also wanted the sutured water ghost to be laid to rest, instead of drifting in the river, being devoured by unknown fish, leaving not even a complete piece of flesh. She didn't even have her own face anymore; at least when she left, she should have a complete corpse.

So she spoke up: "Is the one in 501 really that ugly? Why did you mess up her face like that? Her features aren't even hers anymore. Besides, you've already finished the procedure. Although the stitching technique is pretty bad, you should be quite satisfied with that face. So why are you targeting me now? Is it because my face is prettier and suits your taste better?"

He Zhao's words suddenly silenced Lin Gao, who had been shameless and unwavering all along; he didn't even refute him immediately.

This gave He Zhao a chance to continue: "What's wrong with you? You spent so much time stitching her up, and now you think the stitches on her face are ugly and you want the natural look? You replaced the whole face of the girl from 501, which proves that you don't like any part of her face, but you do want a certain part of her body, right?"

"Why did you go to all that trouble to put other people's faces on the body you wanted... It can't be that you have a crush on someone but they ignore you, and you can't find a chance to kill them, so you just randomly picked some girls and pieced together their faces to look like your crush, right?"

Later on, He Zhao was actually rambling on and on. Based on her experience reading novels, the idea of ​​"splitting faces" usually meant either matching one's ideal muse, or it meant unrequited love, or that one's beloved had died and they wanted to recreate that ideal.

Lin Gao wasn't an artist, so she certainly didn't have the madness of those artists who really wanted a muse or anything. So she directly guessed the latter option.

However, she was just saying it casually; after all, the real world isn't as melodramatic as a novel...

He Zhao glanced at Lin Gao. In the bright light, the contortion on his face was clearly visible. At that moment, He Zhao knew perfectly well: he had guessed correctly. Sigh, he hadn't expected reality to be as melodramatic as a novel. Or perhaps not; maybe reality was far more melodramatic than any novel.

He Zhao started to let his thoughts wander, and started talking to himself again: "You wanted to kill me so badly, even with my friend and Sister Qiao around, you were determined to kill both of us. It couldn't be because you liked me because I was pretty, could it? What was the reason? Was it because there was something about me that made me feel like your ideal woman?"

"Is it more similar than the face you painstakingly pieced together? But speaking of which, the face you stitched up really doesn't look good, especially the stitches. What kind of rubbish did you choose? They swell up after being soaked in water for a while, making them very noticeable. That face is absolutely hideous."

He Zhao said a lot, and Lin Gao had been listening quietly, though his face was contorted. He knew that at this time, saying more would only make things worse, and it was better to say nothing. So even though his heart was churning, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

But He Zhao's words were too hurtful, hitting Lin Gao where it hurt. He couldn't hold back any longer and finally broke down, blurting out, "What do you know? How could it not be stitched up properly! I put in a lot of effort and thought to fix it! You don't understand at all!"

It's good that they've broken through Lin Gao's defenses. He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu exchanged a glance. Qiao Yanyu didn't say anything at this point because she could also see that He Zhao was much better at getting Lin Gao to talk than she was.

After Lin Gao finished speaking, the entire room fell silent. For a moment, everyone was quiet, not uttering a single word. Lin Gao also realized something: he was in trouble. In his moment of passion, he had said something he couldn't deny. It wasn't that Lin Gao was stupid; it was just that too many things had happened that night.

Especially the tall guy, being in close contact with that thing, Lin Gao's mind is now on high alert. Plus, he's only human, and with the yin energy entering his body, he's feeling quite uncomfortable. On top of that, He Zhao is constantly provoking him; it's already quite an achievement that he's managed to endure this long.

Unfortunately, all our efforts were in vain.

At this point, Lin Gao was no longer willing to argue. His previously tense nerves suddenly broke down, and after deflated, he no longer had the energy to deal with He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu. He only cared about one thing: "How exactly did you know that I stitched up her face and that it swelled up?"

Even now, this is still what he cares about most.

He Zhao looked at him and suddenly smiled, revealing her big white teeth. She laughed and said, "Of course, that girl from 501 told me herself." It was right in front of He Zhao, showing her its face, so she didn't even need to say anything; that was enough for He Zhao to know what was going on.

Lin Gao glared angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could she possibly tell you that she's dead! I killed her with my own hands. I prepared a lot of sleeping pills, but I couldn't make her die like the previous ones, who were poisoned and had their hearts rotten. She died peacefully, I saw it with my own eyes. How could she have had the chance to tell you?!"

Lin Gao felt like she'd been tricked by He Zhao, even though she knew nothing about the details. That would make her look incredibly stupid for actually being tricked.

He Zhao looked at Lin Gao's indignant expression and found it somewhat strange, because Lin Gao was clearly trying to forget what had just happened with the tall man. The ghost was right in front of him, and it was clearly behaving unusually, practically saying to his face: "This is a ghost."

With Lin Gao's intelligence, it shouldn't be hard for him to guess what the tall guy was. But now, he's resorting to sophistry, selectively forgetting about the tall guy. It just goes to show how strong the body's protective mechanisms are, and how genuinely he doesn't want to believe in ghosts.

He Zhao could somewhat understand why he refused to believe that ghosts existed in this world.

Once this door is opened, and he learns that ghosts exist in this world, then—the girls he killed will eventually return as ghosts, haunting him and wanting him to pay with his life.

Lin Gao is essentially a bully who preys on the weak and fears the strong, a fact that He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu had already noticed when they were at the stall. If He Zhao were a burly woman who was 1.85 meters tall and weighed 1.86 meters, even if she had the face of a female bodybuilder, Lin Gao wouldn't dare to touch her even if he had a hundred lives.

He was afraid that the burly woman would knock him to the ground with a single punch.

Similarly, if Qiao Yanyu took off her outer clothes, revealing her taut but not exaggerated muscles, Lin Gao would still not dare to act recklessly in front of her.

Faced with Lin Gao's current state, He Zhao had no desire to say anything more. Since Lin Gao had already confessed, his defenses had been breached, and it was best to leave the task of finding out where the bodies were to Qiao Yanyu.

So she stood up and said her last words to Lin Gao: "Stop deceiving yourself. There are ghosts in this world. The girl from 501 turned into a ghost and told me all this. She even said..." She gave Lin Gao a cruel smile: "It will make you pay for your blood debt."

After saying that, she ignored Lin Gao, nodded to Qiao Yanyu, and then left the interrogation room first.

After she came out, she found the lounge, poured herself a glass of water, and prepared to drink it. At that moment, she suddenly remembered: Oh no, she promised to add cola to the instant noodles for the "stitched ghost" yesterday, but she ran away today.