The clanging of the iron gate as it was struck struck Xiao Lin's heart like thunder. In an instant, Xiao Lin's attention was drawn to the iron gate. His hands stopped moving, and he stared blankly at the gate.

Just then, Wang Shen seized the opportunity and swiftly drew his pistol from his waist. Xiao Lin probably caught a glimpse of Wang Shen's movement out of the corner of his eye, so he immediately snapped back to reality, the tip of his knife piercing straight into Dean Fu Ju's heart.

Everything ended with the whistling of gunfire. After the gunfire, everything around seemed to become eerily quiet. Xiao Lin froze, Dean Fu Ju's gaze was fixed, and even Wang Shen's grip on his gun remained unchanged.

The only change was the red dot in the center of Xiao Lin's forehead. Yes, Wang Shen's marksmanship was renowned for its accuracy. This shot sent the bullet straight into Xiao Lin's forehead. After a while, blood seeped from his forehead and began to flow down Xiao Lin's nose.

Xiao Lin's eyes widened, but the light in his pupils had already faded. A crisp sound rang out—the sound of a knife slipping from Xiao Lin's hand and hitting the ground. Xiao Lin's entire body seemed to stiffen instantly, and he fell straight backward.

With a muffled thud, Xiao Lin finally collapsed to the ground. Wang Shen also snapped out of his daze, staring solemnly at Xiao Lin's corpse. This bullet had not been wasted; it had been fired entirely to punish the most heinous criminal.

After a while, Wang Shen walked to Dean Fu Ju's side, untied the ropes binding her, and asked, "Dean Fu Ju, are you alright?"

Dean Fu Ju still seemed shaken, her gaze lingering on Xiao Lin's corpse. After a while, she turned her attention to Wang Shen, nodded, and replied, "You must be Officer Wang?"

Wang Shen nodded as well, then asked, "Did you originally plan to handle Xiao Lin's matter yourself, or did you intend to die together with him?"

Upon hearing Wang Shen's question, Dean Fu Ju seemed somewhat ashamed. Dean Fu Ju lowered her head slightly and replied, "It's a pity I'm old and useless now, and I've been subdued by him."

"Have you thought about what will happen to your grandson regardless of your success or failure?" Wang Shen's expression turned serious as he said this. In this matter, Wang Shen felt that Dean Fu Ju was also a rather selfish person. Wang Shen had always believed that no matter how much grudge existed between elders, doing one's best to provide a stable environment for a child to grow up in was the most important thing. In this respect, Dean Fu Ju had failed.

Upon hearing Wang Shen's words, Dean Fu Ju suddenly raised her head and looked at Wang Shen, asking, "How is my grandson? I took him to the police station. Have you seen him?" Wang Shen could see that Dean Fu Ju's expression was very anxious.

"Don't worry, he's fine and very sensible," Wang Shen replied.

After speaking, Dean Fu Ju fell into deep thought for a long time. Wang Shen observed Dean Fu Ju for a while, and after confirming that she was alright, he turned around and opened the front door of the house.

"Captain Wang, are you alright?" Liang Zichen stood outside the door, unaware of what had happened, only having heard a gunshot. After Wang Shen opened the door, Liang Zichen saw that Wang Shen was unharmed, and then saw Xiao Lin's body lying on the ground. He finally understood that the case was now closed.

"It's nothing," Wang Shen replied briefly, then turned and walked towards Xiao Lin's body.

Wang Shen ignored Dean Fu Ju and instead squatted down, pulling a piece of paper from his pocket. The paper contained the shoe size he had drawn earlier. Wang Shen was certain this size came from the shoes worn by the murderer in the Han Mo case. And those shoes were the ones he had bought from the old man who dealt in garbage.

Wang Shen and Liang Zichen were both waiting for the result. Wang Shen placed the outline on the paper onto the sole of Xiao Lin's shoe. After observing it for a while, both Wang Shen and Liang Zichen showed expressions of surprise. They looked at each other, and then Liang Zichen spoke first: "That's right, the size matches perfectly."

Wang Shen also saw this fact, but after listening to Liang Zichen's words, Wang Shen did not nod, but frowned and fell into deep thought again. Just as Wang Shen was deep in thought, several police officers from the police station rushed into the house.

The first few police officers to see Wang Shen standing there ran up to him and saluted. Then, they naturally saw the body on the ground, and their faces showed surprise.

“The man lying on the ground is the murderer. He resisted arrest, so I shot him dead on the spot. This victim is the person involved. Take him back to the station to make a statement. I will also write a separate report on this case.” Wang Shen said, looking at the police officers and then at Dean Fu Ju.

"Oh, right, you also need to protect the scene for evidence collection." Wang Shen turned to leave the house, but halfway there, he turned back and gave a few police officers a word of advice.

"Oh, right, and..." Wang Shen said this to Dean Fu Ju. "Your grandson is still at the police station. I've arranged for someone to stay with him. Go back to the police station to give your statement and get yourself in a good state before you go pick him up. Don't think that just because he's a child, he doesn't understand anything." After saying this, Wang Shen left the house.

Liang Zichen followed behind Wang Shen, who was taking long strides, almost jogging. Liang Zichen could tell that Wang Shen wasn't in a good mood, so he followed silently without saying a word.

After Liang Zichen followed Wang Shen to the car and sat down, he asked, "Captain Wang, aren't you going to stay at the scene and see if we can find anything else?"

Wang Shen stared at the vast night sky outside the car window and shook his head. "There are no more valuable clues in that house."

After listening to Wang Shen's words, Liang Zichen nodded and said, "That's true. Anyway, the culprit in the Han Mo case has already been caught."

No sooner had Liang Zichen finished speaking than Wang Shen suddenly turned and stared at him. Liang Zichen felt a chill run down his spine under Wang Shen's gaze and asked, "Captain Wang, why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"

Wang Shen looked away and shook his head. "The murderer in the Han Mo case has not been caught."

"Huh?" Liang Zichen exclaimed in surprise. "That's not right, the shoe print just now matched Xiao Lin's size perfectly. Wasn't that shoe print left by the murderer?" Liang Zichen didn't know the basis for Wang Shen's negative judgment, so his mind became a little confused for a moment, and his words became somewhat incoherent.

“That’s right, the shoe print matches the killer’s size perfectly. And Xiao Lin just admitted to stabbing Han Mo, but…” Wang Shen stopped mid-sentence and fell into deep thought.

Sitting to the side, Liang Zichen frowned. The murderer had already confessed, so wasn't he the murderer?