Liao Gang frowned.

How could an eleven-year-old child remain completely calm and composed when facing arrest?

This kid... I'm afraid there's something wrong with him.

Liao Gang turned around and said, "I'll go check out the interrogation room."

In the interrogation room, Su Yunfan sat in a chair with his head down.

Because he was still a child, the officers did not put him in the restraint chair.

The boy's head was bowed low, obscuring his features; only a clear, thin jawline was visible, with the other half hidden in shadow.

For some reason, he seemed to have an indescribable sense of gloom.

It's inexplicably creepy.

Liao Gang first went to the monitoring room next to the interrogation room. The police officer who had been monitoring Su Yunfan immediately stood up to greet him when he arrived.

"Team Leader Liao."

"How's the situation?" Liao Gang walked in, leaning back on the back of the officer's chair, his sharp eyes fixed on the monitor on the screen.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but the security camera in the room seemed a bit dim.

The darkness made one's heart feel heavy.

"This child has been like this ever since he came in, he hasn't even changed his posture." The officer tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.

Liao Gang stared at the screen, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly.

Just then, the boy, who hadn't changed his posture at all, suddenly turned his head slowly, staring at the direction of the surveillance camera, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

Eight gleaming white teeth shone brightly in the dim light of the interrogation room.

"Captain Liao, this..." The police officer was startled by the eerie smile, and his eyes trembled involuntarily.

Liao Gang narrowed his eyes even more fiercely.

He became increasingly certain that something was definitely wrong with this kid.

"I'll go in and have a go at him!"

As Liao Gang spoke, he turned and strode out.

"Captain Liao, be careful!" the police officer behind him said anxiously.

Inside the interrogation room, Su Yunfan glanced at the camera, then slowly turned his head back, lowered his head again, and resumed his previous posture.

Hidden from the tabletop, his hand gently caressed a black wooden plaque.

The wooden sign was carved with a strange, totem-like pattern.

Su Yunfan's thumb slowly rubbed against the pattern, and a wisp of blood-red aura emanated from his fingertip and merged into the pattern.

Then a wisp of black mist rose from the pattern, circled around him once, and then condensed on his shoulder.

If you look closely, you'll see that the black energy on his shoulder has condensed into a small black skull.

The skull's mouth opened and closed, whispering like a demon in his ear.

"That policeman is about to come in. Are you sure you can get him to take you to the forensic department?"

Su Yunfan chuckled softly, a hint of wickedness emanating from his eyes.

"Don't worry, he definitely will."

Even though his mouth opened and closed and he made a sound, strangely, in the footage, he still hung his head like a wooden statue and did nothing.

The next second, Liao Gang pushed the door open and came in.

Su Yunfan raised his head, his gaze fixed on his face.

The eleven-year-old boy showed no fear in the face of a seasoned detective in his thirties, with rich experience in handling cases, sharp eyes, and a powerful aura.

He even went straight to the point, saying, "Officer, I know what you want to ask, but I want to see my brother first. I won't say anything until I see him."

"You want to see Su Zimu?" Liao Gang raised an eyebrow, pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Su Yunfan. "Do you know that he was dismembered and then buried?"

"I know."

"And do you know that the body was buried underground for at least a week, in a temperature-controlled greenhouse, and the degree of decomposition was beyond imagination!"

"I know."

Aren't you scared?

When asking this question, Liao Gang's gaze was fixed on the boy's face, as if trying to discern his true thoughts from the subtle changes in his emotions.

Unfortunately, the boy's expression was far too calm.

Not only was her face expressionless, but when she slowly raised her head to look at him, she even gave a very slight and gentle smile.

She slowly uttered, "He's my brother."

Each word was spoken very slowly, as if it were something to be cherished, but it gave people an indescribable sense of unease.

Liao Gang felt as if he were facing not a teenager, but a vicious and experienced criminal.

This forced him to be extremely careful in his response: "Why do you want to see him?"

“He’s my brother,” Su Yunfan stretched, leaning back in his chair with a calmness beyond his years on his youthful face. “I want to see him off on his final journey. If the police officers are worried about what I might do, they can handcuff me.”

As he spoke, he raised his hands in acknowledgment.

Liao Gang, "I can take you to see him, but..."

"Don't worry, I witnessed the entire process of my parents murdering and dismembering the body, and I even recorded it. If necessary, I can not only provide evidence, but also appear as a witness to testify at the indictment!"

Liao Gang: ...

Looking at the boy's handsome face, he felt a chill for no reason.

It is said that Su Bingchen and his wife are very fond of this adopted child.

Even after her biological son was found, she continued to dote on him even more.

But now, he can say without batting an eye that he can testify against his loving parents for murder and dismemberment, and that he wants to send them to prison.

Is this a righteous act of sacrificing family for the greater good, or a sign of the decline of humanity?!

Liao Gang couldn't say for sure right away. He stood up, pushing the chair away with his heel, and said, "You'd better keep your word!"

Su Yunfan smiled and gave an elegant nod.

His posture was perfect, just like that of a gentleman carefully cultivated from childhood in the West.

Liao Gang frowned in confusion, his probing gaze sweeping over him inch by inch.

There's nothing obviously wrong, but something feels off about everything.

He pressed the wireless earpiece in his ear and said softly, "Take the old Taoist priest who came back with me to the door of the forensic room and wait for me."

Perhaps because his worldview had just been reshaped and his mind was deeply shaken, he now finds everything strange.

Liao Gang led Su Yunfan to the forensic room, where Qingyi was already waiting.

The old Taoist priest complained as soon as he saw him, "I came here to help you solve the serial murder case, why did you drag me here?"

He was studying the photos and birth dates of the victims in the archives when he suddenly wondered if the perpetrators were fellow criminals and if it was related to evil formations or sacrifices.

They had only been halfway through their investigation when a police officer abruptly dragged them here.

Liao Gang stepped forward, grabbed the old Taoist priest's arm, and dragged him to a corner.

He lowered his voice and whispered in the old Taoist priest's ear, "I called you here because I want you to take a look at that child..."