Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 17 Joke
Wei Qingsong took a deep breath to calm herself down. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts, constantly intertwined like a tangled mess.

What she needs to do now is to pull a thread out of this mess, and then slowly unravel the mystery to find Li Yundong's weakness.

Think about it carefully, what could be the weakness of someone like Li Yundong, who is so good at disguising himself and has lived behind a mask for so many years?
Ultimately, it was his family of origin and his biological parents who turned Li Yundong into this inhuman and grotesque state.

Wei Qingsong suddenly raised his eyes, his eyebrows slightly upturned, and he already had an idea in mind.

"You don't need to be nervous or afraid. Just treat it as a chat. Tell me everything you know." Her voice was deep and slightly hoarse, and her tone was slow and drawn out, which seemed to have a calming power.

Chen Jin watched from the side, frowning with some worry, and whispered to Lu Jingming, "Will Sister Wei's words work? Will Li Yundong listen to her and tell her just because she said that?"

Lu Jingming didn't even lift his eyelids, and coldly said, "Shut up."

Chen Jin: "..."

He felt wronged, but he dared not say it.

He figured that their Captain Lu was angry but couldn't bear to vent it on Sister Wei, so he was just tormenting them instead.

Chen Jin touched his nose, awkwardly stepped aside, and watched Wei Qingsong's performance in silence.

Li Yundong seemed to have no reaction. He lightly raised his eyes, glanced at her, and then quickly lowered his gaze again.

Wei Qingsong remained calm and unperturbed, and slowly said, "Do you know? Yang Yan's mother seems to have a tendency to abuse her."

Li Yundong's eyelids twitched, and he shook his head timidly.

Wei Qingsong acted as if she hadn't seen anything and continued talking to herself: "How pitiful. She has lived in such a family since she was a child and does not know what happiness is. When she walks on the street and looks at the crowds of people coming and going, there are many happy families of three with warm smiles on their faces. But when she looks at herself, she is wearing tattered clothes and is all alone. She is still alive, but it is no different from being dead."

Her voice grew softer and softer, as if she were telling a story, her tone calm and serene.

"Did you see that, Li Yundong? Did you see those happy families? Look how happy they are! Doesn't it make you think of their happy and fulfilling lives? It's so enviable and something to look forward to. Why aren't you smiling? Don't you feel genuinely happy for such beauty?"

A subtle change flashed across Li Yundong's face.

He raised his face, a forced, ugly smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Wei Qingsong stared straight at him, her gaze indifferent.

"Your smile isn't genuine at all. Is it because you can't empathize? When you see their happy smiles, do you feel a surge of rage, wanting nothing more than to destroy all that beauty? You've never had anything, yet everyone else has it so easily. Aren't you resentful?"

Her tone gradually became cold and aggressive.

Li Yundong's breathing became more and more rapid. He gasped for breath, leaning back slightly in his chair, avoiding Wei Qingsong's gaze.

"You hate this world, don't you? You hate your alcoholic and violent father, you hate your mother who is despised by everyone, you hate your weakness and incompetence in your childhood, and you can't escape the disaster brought to you by your family of origin."

Wei Qingsong's tone suddenly changed, becoming light and cheerful again: "But so what? Your parents are still alive and well, living in this world, while your heart is suffering. You vent your anger by abusing cats, but the people who inflicted this pain on you are now boasting everywhere that they have a genius doctor as their son."

"Your resentment, your humiliation, your anger, your venting—all of it has become a joke, do you know that?" Wei Qingsong suddenly stood up, leaned forward, and looked down at him.

Li Yundong's facial muscles twitched slightly, first almost imperceptibly, then his entire face became contorted.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if that would shut out Wei Qingsong's words, which sounded like a demonic chant.

Wei Qingsong chuckled lightly, her voice laced with sarcasm: "They are your parents, so you can never get rid of them. They will even laugh at your stubborn resistance. You think that becoming a genius in the medical field will make you forever high above others, but when you go back to that home, your dignity will still be trampled underfoot, and your halo will become dim and lose its luster, becoming something they use to brag about."

"You are still that weakling who has nothing and can't fight back, you will be for the rest of your life. The only thing you can do is deceive yourself. How ridiculous, you are a joke."

"Shut up, stop talking!" Li Yundong finally couldn't take it anymore, stood up agitatedly, roared, and reached out to grab Wei Qingsong.

Wei Qingsong had already prepared herself mentally and quickly took a step back.

At the same time, Lu Jingming swiftly grabbed Li Yundong, pinned his hands behind his back, and pressed his elbow down, slamming Li Yundong's head down.

Li Yundong's face was pressed against the table, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared fiercely at Wei Qingsong: "You bitch, how dare you humiliate me!"

Wei Qingsong smiled nonchalantly and said calmly, "I thought you were quite the actor, but it turns out you're nothing special. Tell me, how did you kill Yang Yan?"

Li Yundong's struggles suddenly stopped. He squinted at Wei Qingsong, then suddenly smiled: "You have no evidence."

It was a short sentence, but it was spoken with great certainty and force.

Wei Qingsong frowned slightly.

Indeed, they have no evidence at the moment. Even if they know that Li Yundong abused cats, and that he was just putting on an act, they can't find the murder weapon or Yang Yan's missing head. Lacking crucial evidence, they simply cannot convict him.

They could deduce and suspect that Li Yundong was the murderer of Yang Yan.

However, criminal investigation cannot rely solely on reasoning and speculation; it requires examining evidence.

Her momentary hesitation only made Li Yundong more confident.

"Let me go, or I will sue you for police brutality."

Lu Jingming's eyes turned cold, and he tightened his grip, causing Li Yundong to wince in pain.

"Do you want to die?" Lu Jingming said each word with great force.

Wei Qingsong quickly stepped forward, gently grasped Lu Jingming's wrist, and shook her head.

"Forget it, if he really sues you for using violence to extract a confession, then it's not worth it."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jingming gave Li Yundong a cold look and released his grip with a gloomy face.

"Take them back." He raised his hand and instructed Chen Jin and Xiao Song.

At least within the next 24 hours, if they find evidence, they will be able to convict Li Yundong.

Li Yundong stood up straight with remarkable composure. The timidity he had shown earlier was gone from his face, replaced by a confident smile.

“You won’t find any evidence. I will be free in 24 hours.”

(End of this chapter)