Chapter 21 "The Junior Police Officer" - He's the Real Culprit (Part 1)...
The higher dimension was immediately flooded with all sorts of comments urging for more episodes. Was the end of the first world really coming? The viewers of the ghost story thought, what kind of plot twist is this? How could the murderer be Dong Dongdong and Ding Xiaoding! What about the two female characters, Cao Chunlan and Bai Fengxia?
Jane continued to use her real-life fighting skills to capture players number two and five in the game.
In the chaotic fight, Dong Dongdong fell to the ground and tumbled alongside Ding Xiaoding. A bullet that had shattered the window struck the doorframe. The two suspects were terrified, and other people rushed in from outside.
Having no way to escape, Dong Dongdong simply grabbed Ding Xiaoding as a hostage. He got up and roared, "Don't come any closer!"
Ding Xiaoding: "Help...me! I'm guilty, I confess, please save me—"
When Jian Dieda heard this, he didn't need any help and quickly subdued them with handcuffs.
Witnessing all this, everyone at the police station was completely convinced.
This matter is of utmost importance.
The interrogation of the case began overnight.
The hands of the clock at 00:13 swept across the office clock, and the scene of Act 5 shifted to the detention center.
A small window at the top of an iron gate reflects the view inside.
Jian Dieda poured a cup of hot water, and with his dirty police uniform stained with blood on his right shoulder, he went to the table and slapped down a yellow file folder.
Two menacing interrogation chairs held a policeman's hands.
Jian Dieda: "Tell me honestly, Dong Dongdong, Ding Xiaoding. Before dawn, tell me how you ended up on this path, and why you killed two directors."
Once these words were spoken, the dark secrets hidden within the Honghui Police Station were exposed. The judicial workers in this room were now like a chessboard with clear divisions, one side on black and the other on white.
Jane Dieda, who is on the white team, is handsome and righteous.
The dejected Ding Xiaoding and the ferocious Dong Dongdong stand in stark contrast.
"Who told you we killed the station chief, Janda! What right do you have to arrest me, you piece of trash who can't even hold a gun..."
Dong Dongdong was brought here and was still acting self-righteously.
It's obvious that all the previous murders occurred at night. Since there are no witnesses and no way to verify the facts, anyone with a brain would know that Jianda has no evidence! It's just a wild guess and good luck!
Jian Dieda nodded: "That's right. Honghui Police Station has never had a police officer who can't handle a gun before, but I'm going to be the first one. Congratulations, Comrade Dong. You still lost to the piece of trash you despise the most, and for leaking crucial evidence to him."
Knowing that the final standoff between the werewolves and the police was about to begin, Jian Dieda quickly reviewed all the testimonies and looked at Ding Xiaoding.
Being a suspect himself, Ding Xiaoding was much more timid. He glanced at the two of them.
Jian Dieda exposed the arm that had saved his life. Ding Xiaoding seemed to have figured something out. He said tremblingly, "I was wrong, I confess... Director Wang will die... I helped him dress up as the ghost in red... and used our local superstitious customs to create the effect of a supernatural event, trying to cover everything up... But I was confused for a moment. Someone tried to bribe me with the promise of becoming the deputy director!"
Dong Dongdong couldn't stand it anymore and started cursing at his incompetent teammate.
Ding Xiaoding couldn't stand being scolded either.
The bespectacled young man said, "I was an accomplice... He was the mastermind all along. I was only responsible for bringing Director Wang to light once. As for the other bad things behind the scenes... and the murder of Deputy Director Xue, you have to ask him about them!"
Dong Dongdong: "Fuck your mother!"
Jian Dieda interrupted, saying, "Dong Dongdong, since you love to interrupt, why don't you say it?"
Dong Dongdong asked, "What did you say?"
Jane Dieda said, "Tell me about the two directors you know, why they died, and what your opinions are about them."
Dong Dongdong sneered: "Am I the King of Hell? Responsible for collecting lives from the police station? It was a fox spirit who killed them!"
“No, it was you who killed them, not Young Master Fox Fairy. Fox Fairy never did those things…” Jian Dieda straightened his back and answered on behalf of that ‘good friend’: “Dong Zhijie once wanted to report two directors, and his wife has a good relationship with our Director Wang. You should know this very well.”
"..." Dong Dongdong's face turned ashen.
Jian Dieda and Dong Dongdong are now competing in terms of mental fortitude. He has excellent mental fortitude, staring at this 'bad comrade' and the sock edge peeking out from Dong Dongdong's leather shoes.
Today, Dong Dongdong was wearing black wool socks. Jian Dieda said thoughtfully, "Your socks are one red and one green."
Upon hearing this, Dong Dongdong slowly raised his head, then quickly lowered it again with unease.
He replied, "Nonsense, I'm wearing black!"
“Indeed, you’re wearing black socks now, but the night Deputy Director Xue died in the public toilet, you wore the wrong color socks, which also exposed your background,” Jian Dieda pointed to his roommate’s shoes and socks, seemingly having a plan. “You can deny it, but we can go out and find a traffic light, and then I’ll have you tell me which one is red and which one is green, okay?”
"..." Dong Dongdong stared at him with bloodshot eyes.
The exchange continued, and Jian Dieda added fuel to the fire: "Dong Dongdong, Director Wang is also red-green colorblind."
Dong Dongdong chuckled and stubbornly said, "What a coincidence?"
However, Dong Dongdong, whose body was becoming increasingly stiff, received a cold rejection from Jian Dieda.
“It’s not a coincidence, it’s the son who resembles the father.” Jian Dieda said, “Your father is actually our beloved Director Wang, and your mother happens to be Dong Zhijie’s first wife, Bai Fengxia. Am I right?”
"..." Dong Dongdong was trembling.
Jian Dieda laid it all out: "You two knew all along that the two station chiefs were doing shady deals behind the scenes, right? Xiao Ding, you were on duty, so it was their arrangement. You've been a corrupt cop for more than five years, but your loyalty disappeared in the face of this case. Someone offered you a better reward."
Ding Xiaoding smashed the cup, and the young police officer on duty began to sob. The phrase "a single misstep can lead to eternal regret" was written all over his fair face.
Jane Dieda knew the truth was coming soon.
He had overheard Bai Fengxia and Wang Zhongyi's conversation before, which also revealed that Dong Zhijie had cursed Bai Fengxia for being unfaithful before he died and even wanted to report his leader for having an affair with his wife.
Furthermore, since he had the funeral home admission ticket and could obtain the autopsy report immediately, he discovered that Dong Zhijie's eldest apprentice and godson were the children of his superior and wife.
Once this secret about his background was revealed, everyone present couldn't help but clench their hands tightly for Dong Dongdong, the number two. Among them, Dong Dongdong's own crying face was the most tragic and desperate.
Imagine a normal person who, having grown up to this age, accidentally learns of his teacher's wife's special relationship with him. How could he, bearing the reputation of being an orphan, not hate the person who gave him his sordid origins?
A few minutes later, Dong Dongdong's tears actually fell. He couldn't bear the pressure and said, "I don't understand."
"I... I don't understand at all... I don't know... You fucking let me go!! I won't allow you to talk nonsense!!"
He added.
"I'm not...that...scumbag and...woman's...son...I'm not..."
However, during Jane's brief silence, the murder mystery system, far more intelligent than humans, no longer allowed Number Two to continue making excuses.
"drop--"
[System Prompt]
[Main Story Card 2: "Dong Dongdong's Police Dream" has dropped]
For the first time, he felt the atmosphere was so oppressive that he couldn't breathe. Looking at the black card, Jian Dieda mentally prepared himself before turning the whole story of the corrupt police officers in the police station around.
As he had guessed, things turned out to be pretty much as he expected.
[Systematic analysis revealed a high degree of DNA similarity between Wang Zhongyi and Dong Dongdong, confirming their father-son relationship.]
Dong Dongdong, who was grabbing his hair, began to roar strangely. This second whistleblower, who had already been stimulated once, was on the verge of collapse in the face of irrefutable facts.
He was so unwilling to accept it.
He had meticulously planned and executed his plan to remove Wang Zhongyi, that old scoundrel, and Deputy Director Xue from power. He was just one step away from achieving great success and changing the world. If the higher-ups allowed it, he could become the director and Ding Xiaoding the deputy director. It was all a done deal!
Why let Jane expose everything and gain an advantage for nothing!
Janda should have died long ago!
Dong Dongdong couldn't understand why the fox spirit didn't kill Jian Da!
"..."
It wasn't that Jian Dieda was completely unaware of Dong Dongdong's murderous intent; at this point, he continued to reveal a hidden truth behind the plot.
“Dong Dongdong, now that things have come to this, do you really think I don’t know who has harmed me so many times? Why did my hands become crippled in an accident? How did my soul leave my body after I was discharged from the hospital? Why did I run into a fox spirit while on patrol with you? I once suspected Chunlan, but now I’m certain that there’s always someone around me who wants me to die quickly so that he can become the next director of Honghui.”
Dong Dongdong, "Shut up!"
"..."
Jane Dieda really did shut up.
There's more to this case than meets the eye.
There is another ring inside the ring.
He knew very well that he had to get back to the story of how he first opened his eyes, so he immediately closed his eyes and filled in the answer in his mind.
A mysterious ink stain appeared on the thick, black plot card, and a black fountain pen with its cap removed and a gold tip wrote the following case details on the case closure screen:
"Here is my reasoning for this round."
[“The deceased involved in this round of the case are: Wang Zhongyi and Xue Wenhua.”]
"I believe there are three suspects involved in the case: Wang Zhongyi, Dong Dongdong, and Ding Xiaoding."
Wang Zhongyi? Wasn't he one of the deceased? This answer is bizarre and seems to contradict the plot, yet Jian Dieda wrote a lengthy analysis:
"First of all, Wang Zhongyi did chase after me with Dong Dongdong. The reason why the audience could see Ding Xiaoding encountering the female ghost that night in the duty room was because Ding Xiaoding had not yet been involved at that time. The people playing the female ghost and the real culprit were Director Wang and Dong Dongdong."
"But this werewolf duo was a temporary pairing of Director Wang and Dong Dongdong (the one pretending to be the female ghost)..."
"Later, when it came to the final knife attack, Chief Wang, the pillar of the Honghui Police Station, thought he had easily dealt with his old partner, but unexpectedly, he was also betrayed by two young subordinates. Dong Dongdong secretly turned against him and found a new accomplice, so this time the ultimate duo became him and Ding Xiaoding (the one pretending to be the female ghost)..."
"If this plan hadn't gone wrong, Dong and Ding should have become the next 'Wang Zhongyi' and 'Xue Wenhua,' but unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on them..."
Jian Dieda submitted his answer.
While waiting, a dozen seconds passed before I heard the heavy thud of the official seal falling, confirming that the timeline and motivational reasoning above were completely correct.
At the same time, Jane Dieda merged fragments of the scenes from the last four rounds, triggering a word: 'cause of death,' and an image appeared in his previously unremembered brain.
That was part of a police drill. It was raining outside, and the young police officers, shaking out nylon waterproof tarpaulins, came out to help cover the production tools.
Wearing tall boots and military green raincoats, Jian Da and Dong Dongdong climbed onto the roof, but Jian Da's rope for repairing people's property had been cut.
The young police officer's hands were immediately pierced with steel nails.
Back then, Jian Da couldn't find out who cut his rope; all that remained in Jian Da's mind was the image of everyone praising Dongzi for his courage and resourcefulness...
...
"Report! We beg the organization to seek justice!"
“My name is Jian Da, my police number is 961248, and I am a grassroots police officer at Honghui Police Station.”
“I was an abandoned baby when I was 24. After graduating from university, I was admitted to a police academy.”
“My life turned dark after my mentor, Uncle Zhijie, died in the line of duty.”
"First, I fell and was hit by a steel nail, and my palm was infected with 46. After surviving, I could no longer hold chopsticks or pens for long periods of time. My superiors did not fire me, but kept my position."
"A policeman who can't handle a gun is worse off dead than alive."
"I was mocked for not being able to use my hands to masturbate, and I didn't dare to talk back."
"Usually, only Aunt Chunlan from the alley cares about a young person like me."
"Last month, I contracted a strange illness. I received IV drips but didn't get better. Chunlan performed a soul-summoning ritual for me, and today was the first time I had the energy to go to work. But half an hour later, I quietly passed away in the office..."
...
So, it was the foreshadowing that Jian Da was almost killed by Dong Dongdong that brought about the turning point in the case. This time, the original protagonist, whose cause of death had never been noticed by the audience, personally stood on the stage of the serial killer solver.
Unfortunately, the truly pitiful orphan, Janda, could never be brought back to life.
This young soul, who remained silent throughout, could only watch Dong Dongdong and Ding Xiaoding's handcuffs together with Jian Dieda.
It remains unknown who the most tragic person in all this revenge is.
Simplified.
Your injustice is unjust.
It's solved.
The next scene involves the police station making a phone call, others answering the phone, and family members coming to reunite with the victim.
The murderer has been confirmed to be Dong Dongdong.
Naturally, another woman in a red dress came looking for them.
Bai Fengxia caused a scene at the police station, cursing Jian Da, who arrested Dong Dongdong, and demanding that the injured Jian Da get out of the dormitory. She also accused the villains who arrested her "godson," her red eyes filled with terrifying resentment and rage.
Later, others said that Bai Fengxia went and insulted Cao Chunlan again.
Chunlan replied that everyone is equal before the law.
Bai Fengxia eventually ran home crying.
On the other side of Fox Fairy Alley, the fox children and their offspring heard Zhong Jie holding up a small piece of paper and saying, "I'm going to the market. I want to buy a chicken and two pieces of ginger to make chicken soup."
The virtuous woman pushed the cart away. Zhong Jie bumped the basket as he passed the threshold, stuffed the money into his back pocket, straddled the black stool, and disappeared in the blink of an eye as he kicked the wheels.
Not long after, Jian Dieda opened his eyes as if sensing something. He hadn't heard anyone open the dormitory door at first; he was awakened by the aroma of chicken soup.
Speaking of which, this is the first time I've ever woken up to food like this after wearing this game for so long. It's truly an immersive murder mystery game. Wait, who is this person?
During Jian Dieda's pause, Zhong Jie took off his shoes and climbed onto the horizontal bar. The fox spirit young master, holding a thermos, was panting heavily, his face flushed from running. After he lifted the mosquito net to the left, Zhong Jie impatiently rubbed his face against it.
"I didn't let anyone see me. Get up and see if today's food suits your taste."
Zhong Jie rolled over, and Jian Dieda had no choice but to hug him back. When their eyes met, they both felt their faces looming lower.
"I'll transfer some yang energy to you..."
Zhong Daxian is very adept at using excuses.
Jane gave a helpless "hmm".
But Jian Dieda had already given himself a good beating last time. He said to the system, "System, I used to think that turning a murder mystery game into a romance anime was brain-dead."
"..."
"Can I use all my game points, my real-life savings, and my remaining lifespan to pack up this white, furry creature and take it home?"
The small system remained silent.
It seems unlikely that will work.
Jane Dieda found it even more difficult to handle the situation.
Can anyone tell him what's going on?
Jane could only sniff the lid and ask, "What kind of chicken is this? The soup is so yellow? It's all oil?"
Zhong Jie parted their lips, sat down next to them, propped up two pillows for Jian Dieda, and pinched his cheek. "Old hen, you've worked hard solving the case, hurry up and eat."
Jian Dieda was also a little moved. Listening to Zhong Jie, he finished the chicken soup, bones and all.
Suddenly, Zhong Jie said in a low, hoarse voice, "The case is finally solved. I want to stay with you again tonight..."
While resting his head on the fox spirit's left shoulder, Jian Dieda sat up, his mouth suddenly losing its volume: "No, the case isn't solved yet. Let me think about what happened last time..."
Zhong Jie pursed his lips, feeling hot: "Then you can think of it as me waiting in your bed."
Jian Dieda didn't have the strength to kick this rogue immortal back to his haunted house.
The fox spirit young master had long coveted this handsome policeman, and how could he let his beloved little wife run away? He deliberately shook the bed to intensify their feelings, and pounced on her to take a 'yang energy'.
They then spent a time that felt a lot like a date.
They kissed until dark, and the two felt at ease, not cloying.
Unable to get rid of them after all that back and forth, Jian Dieda let Zhong Jie get out of bed first, locked the door, and put down the mosquito nets on both sides. The two of them then quickly took off their conservatively colored socks, shirts, and pants. Zhong Jie was shirtless and wearing only underwear, while Jian Dieda was wearing a white tank top and shorts.
The two were inexperienced and could only grope each other randomly, their mouths mingling and their hands moving wildly. Their bodies felt so comfortable that they fell asleep naked, their eyelids heavy with sleepiness.
The two of them slowly woke up late at night.
Jane didn't want to eat dinner.
Zhong Jie got up and got out of bed to pour him some water.
Jian Dieda reached for a cup, tilted his head back and took a sip of water. He then lay down and stretched out the soles of his feet to show Zhong Jie the several large blisters on them.
Zhong Jie hugged him and said, "Come, your husband will pick one for you."
After saying that, the wicked fox took a sewing needle and carefully removed the blister by the light.
The curtains were drawn tightly to the outside, Zhong Jie's hands were very skillful, and Jian Dieda's feet didn't hurt at all.
The two of them, sharing a cup of chicken soup and rocking in bed for four hours that afternoon, silently brought the atmosphere—where thoughts and feelings could be conveyed without words—to a climax.
Jane Dieda later told herself not to mention going home anymore.
They folded their jackets on the chair, hooked two belts onto the ladder, and the two of them secretly carried a basin out to shower and wash up, their bodies never more than 2cm apart.
After closing the door, Jian Dieda went up to make the bed. He wore his white vest with a youthful vibe, sticking his butt out and moving around.
The dormitory lights were completely turned off.
The two sides, on opposite sides of the 38th parallel, were still acting like a young couple, touching each other's buttocks, pulling each other's hair, and discussing what to eat for breakfast the next morning.
Their situation was pretty much settled; the two men had taken a liking to each other and from then on, they didn't need a matchmaker to help them find a second partner.
Zhong Jie thought to himself.
Regardless of whether they are human or ladyboy.
Let this life continue to be this good.
Even if the junior policeman dies.
If he is reincarnated and lives for another eighteen years, he can still become a young man and find someone to marry. Anyway, his wife is so handsome. By then, society will be more enlightened, and as long as hearts are connected, they will always be able to find each other.
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In a few days, the annual Ghost Festival will officially arrive.
After the murder case was solved, Bai Fengxia disappeared, and the police station has been very peaceful recently.
Jian Dieda went home and told Chunlan everything. Meanwhile, the good news of his promotion had already spread throughout the alley.
Jian Dieda said to Chunlan, "Chunlan, starting today, all the bad things will be over. Are you happy?"
Chunlan said, "Yes, Jianzi, Auntie is happy."
Looking at the woman's calm, expressionless face and the deep wrinkles around her eyes, Jian Dieda felt that the woman did not seem to agree with this point.
Later, Chung Chieh came to the police station, which was about to finish its investigation, and stayed with them on several night shifts. He made braised pork with water chestnuts and bought a bag of water chestnuts. He peeled the skin with his teeth and handed it to Chien Dieda to eat.
Jian Dieda didn't mind. He ate the water chestnut, and even gnawed on one to give to Zhong Jie. Zhong Jie took it from his hand in one bite and ate it all up in no time.
During the daytime of the Ghost Festival, Jian Dieda took the initiative to pull Zhong Jie out onto the street.
It just so happens that this is also the day the police station pays its salaries.
Whenever he had free time, Jian Dieda would take his pay slip and run to the rural credit cooperative window.
He receives little in addition to his basic salary, except for holidays and festivals.
This envelope helped Jane Dieda immerse herself even more in the immersive script.
It turns out there are advantages to being a lowly police officer living in 1991.
He was assigned here after graduation and ate in the unit's canteen every day. He could eat his fill for just a few yuan. At the same time, Honghui Police Station implemented the civil servant salary standard, making him a high-potential candidate for matchmaking in this era.
Afterwards, Jian Dieda rode his official vehicle, while the male fox spirit, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, sat with his legs together on the policeman's old bicycle.
His spiritual body, which he had cultivated, had a high density of matter, making it feel very heavy to mortals. He even deliberately dragged his legs on the ground to provoke the police. The two of them passed by schools, alleys, and hospitals, engaging in the most pointless banter amidst the clarion call of youth.
Jane said, "Let me treat you to a movie."
Zhong Jie replied, "Okay, what do you want to see? 'Bai Suzhen Floods Jinshan Temple'?"
Jian Dieda pressed the bicycle bell and said in a clear voice, "It's not important. After watching, I'll take a bus and have a simple meal."
Zhong Jie sensed something amiss.
The conversation that followed was lost in the traffic on both sides of the road, and Zhong Jie never uttered a sound to the local police officer.
Aside from shoes, Officer Jian only wanted a haircut, but the barbershop was closed. Apparently, barbershops don't operate during the seventh lunar month, which is the birthday of Luo Zhenren, the patriarch of barbers. On that day, barbershops need to close to pay homage to Luo Zhenren.
The young policeman asked the fox spirit to cut his hair when he had time.
They strolled around until evening, then rode their bikes to the bridge where a gentle breeze was blowing.
They sat together under the bridge, threw pebbles, and looked at the stars. Zhong Jie played the harmonica for him.
The scene reminded Jian Dieda of a rather corny song: "Watching the stars, one, two, three, four, forming a line."
It was time to go again. The fox spirit young master took over riding the bicycle ahead. A bag of mung bean cakes and a bag of shortbreads hung from the handlebars of their bicycles. He carried his little policeman through the streets and alleys, and he could hear the little policeman's barely audible confession in his ear.
"Young Master."
Um?
Let's make a pinky promise.
...
"After the Ghost Festival this year, let's go to the hawthorn tree together and hang a love rope. Then... let's try to officially date someone."
The changing of the guard point for the night arrived in the blink of an eye.
"Ring ring..." The red telephone rang; it was Chunlan telling him to go back to his place.
"Jianzi, Auntie will pick you up in the phone booth, okay?"
Jian Dieda was so sleepy that his eyelids were drooping, so he didn't mention that it would be more convenient to go back to the dormitory to sleep. He drank a lot of hot water, tightened his belt tightly, and replied, "Okay."
The bicycle without a bell returned to the scene of the murder five years ago.
The rain from the day before yesterday still left the sky looking gloomy. Jian Dieda rode his old-fashioned bicycle to the red and white traffic station building. There was a row of white road railings in front of him, and there were very few small motor vehicles on the road. Those waiting to cross the road were basically two-wheeled vehicles.
This road, and these telephone poles, were the only ones that made him walk around in circles.
After completing two laps from front to back, he looked at the skid marks left by the motorcycle on the road.
On that spot where blood was splattered, there was a red manhole cover, which looked eerie under the streetlights.
In the darkness of night, Jian Dieda, who had returned to the beginning of the story, parked his car and entered the role of 'Dong Zhijie', who was tricked into the scheme and died tragically in the middle of the night.
The next second, his feet were bound to the ground, and Jian Dieda was unable to move. He turned his head and saw a horrifying scene.
A ghost dressed in a police uniform stands in the center of the crime scene, letting out a scream.
Look closely, and this face with the bottom of a pot is clearly that of the original owner's master, Dong Zhijie. Besides a bloody mess, there is also a bullet hole on the back of Dong Zhijie's tattered police uniform.
The wound matches the gunshot mentioned by the mysterious caller.
Meanwhile, outside the phone booth where the old policeman was killed, two ghost brides, one in red and one in white, stood in a ghostly, eerie atmosphere.
The bride was both beautiful and fierce, dressed in a dragon and phoenix robe, a golden phoenix crown and a cloud-patterned shawl. Her face, like that of a fairy princess, was covered with jewels and jewels.
The other bride wore a widow's hairstyle with white flowers in her hair. She had no makeup on and wore only a pale white funeral gown and a pair of black shoes. She was dressed in simple clothes and had no color, but her methods were ruthless.
They are Xia and Lan.
Fengxia and Chunlan were the two 'ghost' brides who conspired to kill Dong Zhijie.
Originally, they were a pair of weeping, blood-soaked lovebirds, but now they are twin flowers, one red and one white!
The incident at Honghui Police Station was nothing more than a scheme meticulously devised by two women.
And tonight, the policeman destined to die before the final truth is revealed is him.
A note from the author:
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Please play the song "囍" here.
The next chapter is the real ending~ A truth twist is coming, revealing a core of Chinese horror in this story~
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