The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 948 A Golden Crow (Twenty-Two)
Liu Sheng slowly turned around.

Yang Lingfeng and Officer Yu, whom she had met at Qingyang University, stood at the door, their faces filled with astonishment.

In particular, when his gaze fell on the still-dripping blood knife in Liu Sheng's hand and the corpse beneath it, he couldn't help but show fear and disgust.

"you……"

Before Yang Lingfeng could speak, Officer Yu recognized Liu Sheng and said meaningfully:
"So it was you, He Tao."

"He Tao? Zheng Qiran's roommate? The one who went missing?"

Upon hearing this name, Yang Lingfeng, who was constantly reviewing case files, immediately understood. He carefully examined Liu Sheng's face and couldn't help but frown.

"Forget it, Lao Yang, your face blindness is hopeless."

Officer Yu said coldly.

He then drew his sidearm, the dark muzzle pointing at Liu Sheng.

"Put down your weapons and put your hands up!"

Liu Sheng frowned slightly, but had no choice but to do as he was told, throwing the knife on the ground and slowly raising his hands.

"Kick this knife over here," Officer Yu ordered again.

Liu Sheng then kicked the knife to her feet.

At this moment, as the seeds of doubt rose in the hearts of the two police officers, Liu Sheng's previously suppressed "OOC index" finally became uncontrollable and began to soar.

It broke through the 60% mark and reached 65%.

Moreover, we're not at the finish line yet.

"I originally thought it was Qu Fan, but now that I see you've come to Shanhai City, and there's no record of you in the system, I guess you used some method to buy tickets in Qu Fan's name."

Officer Yu stared at Liu Sheng, as if trying to see through her.

"If that's the case, then Qu Fan probably got killed by you too, right?"

[OOC Index: 70%]

"Also, someone mentioned yesterday that a young girl went home with Zheng Qiran's mother, but we didn't find any trace of her there. Now it seems like it was you, right?"

“You killed their whole family, framed that poor mother, and even erased all traces, fleeing the scene in full view of everyone.”

At this point, Officer Yu couldn't help but show an expression of admiration, shaking his head and saying:
"I must say, it's a very meticulous plan."

Yang Lingfeng grew increasingly alarmed as he listened, his face turning paler and paler.

Liu Sheng's "OOC index" also soared.

[OOC Index: 75%]

The wind outside whispered, rustling and rustling, as it wandered along the crack in the door.

Darkness seeped into the room like a tide, and the light bulb on the ceiling was being tossed about by something invisible, flickering on and off as if it might go out at any moment.

"A serial killer..."

Yang Lingfeng swallowed hard, his mind filled with memories of their journey together.

He always treated her like a little girl who needed protection, and even subconsciously regarded her as his "daughter".

But now, he only felt cold sweat dripping from his palms.

“She’s not just an ordinary serial killer.” Officer Yu’s tone was cold. “She is a typical high-IQ antisocial personality, with clean and efficient methods of killing, meticulous logic, and a talent for disguise.”

"I'm the one who brought her here..."

Yang Lingfeng murmured, looking down at the two corpses on the ground. His throat tightened, and an indescribable pain welled up in his heart.

"Maybe she's following you on purpose, don't overthink it. That's why I said you're only suited to be a thug, things that require thinking are really not your forte," Officer Yu said irritably. "It's lucky you didn't see through her, otherwise you wouldn't even know when you were killed!"

Yang Lingfeng opened his mouth, but ultimately couldn't say anything.

Now that I think about it this way, I feel like I can understand many things.

No wonder he's so smart.

He may look weak, but upon closer inspection, his skills are definitely extraordinary. How could any untrained college student have such physical abilities to move around in a speeding bus and keep the vehicle stable?

Now, thinking back to when I first saw her, her body and face were covered in blood...

And that quiet mountain forest.

Needless to say, I was originally planning to ask those guys for autographs afterward, but I guess I won't be able to get them now...

My heart sank deeper and deeper.

The darkness flickered against the lamplight, and despair seeped in like an icy tide. A chill ran through me, a strange temperature drop around me, and goosebumps rose on my skin, as if something was slowly approaching…

Just then, Liu Sheng—no, He Tao—suddenly spoke:

"Wait, I have something to say!"

"Let's talk about it at the police station. You can hire a lawyer and exercise your legal rights."

Officer Yu remained unmoved.

“It’s too late.” Liu Sheng shook her head, her gaze calm. “What I’m about to say is very important.”

"What is 'too late'?" Officer Yu sneered. "I only regret not listening to your roommate sooner and locking you up in jail."

"No, Lao Yu, let's hear what she has to say."

Yang Lingfeng placed his hand on Officer Yu's arm and said softly.

After all, they had been through life and death together.

They had talked quite a bit along the way, but now they wanted to hear what Liu Sheng had to say.

As soon as this thought took hold, the flickering light finally stopped.

"You'll regret this." Officer Yu glanced at Yang Lingfeng, then turned to Liu Sheng. "Alright, let's hear what you have to say."

Unexpectedly, Liu Sheng spoke, only asking:

"Officer Yu, I'd like to ask you, what time do you think it is now?"

This abrupt question startled Yang Lingfeng slightly.

Officer Yu, standing beside him, scoffed, "Why are you asking this? Are you trying to stall for time?"

"Even if they're going to move me out, they won't be able to pick me up until tomorrow, right? Asking one more question isn't a waste of time, is it?"

Liu Sheng smiled and said, then her gaze darkened slightly, "I just want to know, knowing it's mealtime, why did you leave for so long?"

Officer Yu's expression turned slightly cold: "What do you mean?"

"Wha...what?"

Yang Lingfeng hadn't sorted out his thoughts yet, but a strange unease had already begun to sprout in his heart.

However, Officer Yu's next words struck him like a thunderbolt.

"I clearly ate, how could I have been gone for a long time?"

"Have you eaten?" This time, Yang Lingfeng frowned and glared at Officer Yu. "Old Yu, when I came to find you, we hadn't even started eating yet!"

Officer Yu was taken aback.

"So, Lao Yu, what do you... think it is?" Yang Lingfeng asked in a trembling voice.

"Around 1:30 pm, what's wrong?" Officer Yu frowned.

“But look at the sky outside,” Liu Sheng said calmly.

Yang Lingfeng, who was standing next to her, silently took two steps back and showed her his phone.

It says "[20:34]" on it.

Officer Yu looked at his phone, then looked out the window, and froze on the spot.

There seemed to be a transparent barrier between the three of them.

It felt like they were right next to each other, yet also as far away as a distance of time and space.

"Officer Yu, after you finished eating, do you remember what you did?" Liu Sheng continued to press.

"I... went to the village to visit the villagers..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, her words pausing like a cassette tape.

"You said you have important intelligence and need to see Officer Yang. What is that intelligence?" Liu Sheng stared at her. "You came alone at first, so why did you suddenly insist on having him come as well, wasting two officers' time here? What exactly is this so-called emergency?"

Yang Lingfeng quietly pricked up his ears.

He unconsciously clenched his fist.

However, Officer Yu simply kept his head down, his brows furrowed, as if trying to recall something.

But in the end, nothing was said.

He suddenly chuckled twice, and when he looked up again, black blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He pressed his abdomen, his body swayed, and his face grew increasingly pale.

He doesn't look like a living person. "Old Yu? Yu Meng! What's wrong with you—"

Yang Lingfeng was startled and reached out to help, but hesitated and withdrew his hand.

Officer Yu spat out a mouthful of black blood onto the ground, which appeared to contain fragments of internal organs that were pulsating slightly.

She raised her head, revealing a pale smile:

"I remembered."

"I am already dead."

These words struck Yang Lingfeng's mind like a heavy hammer.

"...Impossible! You were perfectly fine just now, how could this be..."

He took a half-step back in astonishment, muttering a denial.

Liu Sheng simply stared at her, his gaze as calm as if he already knew the answer.

“When you arrive in this village, tell the village secretary your purpose, and she will poison you immediately.”

"And now, your appearance is only to lure Officer Yang over, so that you can cooperate with the village secretary to separate us and defeat us one by one."

"Hehe, you guessed right." Officer Yu let out a hoarse laugh.

"So there's been absolutely no breakthrough in the case?" Yang Lingfeng asked in a trembling voice.

"of course not……"

Officer Yu looked at Yang Lingfeng with a gaze that was both crazed and clear-headed.

The moment was finally set at Qingming Festival, her eyes filled with pain:
"I don't want to do this... but if I hadn't said it that way, why would you have come?"

"I'm sorry, I killed..."

boom!
The gunshot interrupted her.

A charred hole appeared on her forehead, and the back of her head was a bloody mess. She slowly fell to the ground.

Yang Lingfeng's hand, holding the gun, was still trembling slightly.

His expression was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with pain.

But Officer Yu's body, which had been lying on the ground, twitched and then moved again. He grabbed Yang Lingfeng's ankle, stared up with wide eyes, and opened and closed his mouth:
"I still have to tell you, even though you don't want to hear it—"

boom!
The second shot ripped open the lower half of her face.

This time, he was speechless.

Yang Lingfeng stood with his head down, his eyes slightly red, muttering to himself:

"I can't say... I don't know..."

Then, he slowly turned his head to look at Liu Sheng, and the muzzle of his gun also turned towards her.

"You know what happened, don't you?"

Liu Sheng still raised his hands and nodded silently.

"So you came to this village to investigate the truth..." Yang Lingfeng's voice was slightly hoarse, "not because of that federal kid."

Liu Sheng nodded.

"When someone inexplicably shows hostility towards you, tries to kill you but then inexplicably dies, you'll want to know why."

Yang Lingfeng watched her silently, and finally slowly lowered his gun.

At this moment, she looked over Yang Lingfeng's shoulder and saw a dark shadow loitering outside, like a shape pieced together from countless black mosaics, staring at Liu Sheng with resentment.

However, Liu Sheng clearly sensed that the "OOC index," which had already risen to 80%, had slowly stopped rising and gradually faded away.

A thin golden line quietly extended from Yang Lingfeng's body.

He believes in me.

Liu Sheng suddenly discovered a second way to avoid the "OOC index" penalty—

One gains the power of faith.

Or rather, divine energy.

Of course, just like her new theory—the power of faith is not necessarily worship and submission, but can also be mutual trust.

Now, Yang Lingfeng's trust in her inexplicably caused the mosaic shadows outside the window to slowly fade away, leaving only a few tiny black dust particles, swaying in the wind, almost disappearing.

However, Liu Sheng knew that this was only temporary.

She was going to the place where the golden threads converged.

Just then, Yang Lingfeng asked, "Do you know where to investigate?"

"I know." Liu Sheng nodded without hesitation.

"Then let's go, I'll go with you."

Without saying a word, Yang Lingfeng stepped outside first, seemingly ignoring the suspended mosaic particles.

Liu Sheng's gaze fell on a certain spot on his back.

In the end, they chose to turn a blind eye.

The two walked side by side through the village, the evening breeze from the mountains carrying a slight chill.

Suddenly, Yang Lingfeng spoke as he walked:
"How do you know that Yu Meng... um, Officer Yu was poisoned?"

"Because I was just poisoned too."

"But why are you alright now?"

"I don't know either, maybe the dosage wasn't enough?"

She didn't say it, but of course, tiny tentacles emerged from her stomach just in time, sweeping away the source of her unbearable abdominal pain. Even "Mom" let out a satisfied sigh, wanting more.

Yang Lingfeng simply nodded in response:

"Oh...no wonder I'm fine."

The village was still brightly lit, and the sounds of cooking and the aroma of food filled the air.

It was as if time had frozen at the moment we arrived in the village.

So what is the source of these sounds?
Thinking hard.

Yang Lingfeng followed Liu Sheng through the houses without looking to the side, ignoring the old people who slowly walked out of the houses, covered in blood, and stood silently by the fence watching.

Occasionally, one or two pairs of eyes would peek out from behind the window, perhaps because there were still survivors in the village who had died at Zheng Li's hands.

But no one dared to make a sound; they simply watched the two pass through Zhengjia Village.

Leaving the village entrance, we entered the deep mountains and forests, following the trail to the location of the ruins mentioned in Zheng Qiran's notes.

Yang Lingfeng also understood.

"Are you looking for Professor Shen?"

"You know?"

"Of course, investigating Zheng Qiran's case naturally revealed the existence of such a mentor. At first, we wondered if it was because this mentor canceled Zheng Qiran's admission that she wanted to commit suicide, but our forensic doctor confirmed that Zheng Qiran was murdered."

"So you suspect it's me?" Liu Sheng asked curiously.

Yang Lingfeng shook his head: "I should have realized that just now. It's impossible for you. We've already checked the classroom video footage, and you definitely didn't leave during the exam."

"Thank you for believing in me," Liu Sheng said softly.

"But I hope you can provide real evidence to prove all of this. You know, nothing is certain right now."

"Yes, I believe that if we can enter this ruin, everything will become clear."

Yang Lingfeng was skeptical of this.

But there's nothing we can do now.

Liu Sheng walked very fast.

She seemed to have a clear goal, yet it also felt like something was chasing after her.

Before long, a cluster of white, square buildings appeared in the valley, stretching out incongruous with the surrounding mountains.

According to Liu Sheng, these buildings are the "makeshift hospitals" currently used for archaeological work in the First Empire.

Surprisingly, the makeshift hospital was heavily guarded, sealed off by high electrified fences, and patrolled by many armed and uniformed personnel.

"The military of the First Empire?" Yang Lingfeng frowned. "Why would they be here?"

"Military personnel are generally not involved in these archaeological sites?"

Yang Lingfeng shook his head. "Of course not. The military isn't an academic institution. The military won't interfere in the affairs of the archaeological institute."

“Unless… the items here are far more valuable than ordinary cultural relics,” Liu Sheng said slowly.

Her eyes were sparkling.

(End of this chapter)