Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 169 The Hand of God 22
Judging from his reaction, the mastermind behind the murder is most likely someone who appeared at the clinic.

After leaving the interrogation room, Zheng Yan prepared to go to the psychological clinic again.

However, before that, Xiao Chen and his team sent back the results of their investigation.

"Liu Lizhen, who suffered from depression a year ago due to sexual assault, encountered two drunk men on her morning run. We had never investigated them before, nor had we filed a case. We wanted to ask the parties involved, but her parents did not want her to be traumatized again, so we could not ask them. Now it is even more impossible to find out whether it was a real accident or a setup."

"The media outlet that first reported on Kuang Fan three years ago still remembers something, saying that someone submitted the article. At that time, many video accounts were reporting similar articles, which led to more people following suit. But the other party doesn't remember who submitted the article, and some video accounts have long been deleted, so they can't be found."

In other words, we can confirm that someone is behind this, but we just can't find out who it is.

Zheng Yan frowned again, exhaled, and said, "It seems the focus should still be on checking the clinic's records."

No sooner had I finished speaking than a noisy commotion arose outside.

Tan Jia was busy sculpting a dough figurine, pretending to be a thinker, and didn't have time to join in the fun, but Zheng Yan's gaze prompted him to go out and take a look.

She pouted and went outside, only to find that it was Old Man Li and Li Shixun, who had come with red eyes, wanting to cause trouble for Kuang Fan.

Old Man Li shouted that the murderer should pay with his life.

They probably found out that Kuang Fan had been taken to the police station and concluded that he was the murderer.

A thought flashed through Tan Jia's mind: Unlike others, the Li family showed no respect for Kuang Fan at all.

When others saw Kuang Fan being taken away, they all suspected that the police had made a mistake in their investigation and went out of their way to plead Kuang Fan's case and vouch for him.

The Li family immediately accepted this conclusion.

Kuang Fan had previously stated that part of the reason he orchestrated Li Xin's fire was that he wanted to gain the gratitude of Li's family by saving him.

Why? He seems particularly concerned about what people like Li Shixun think of him?

It got even noisier outside, so Tan Jia paused her thoughts and took a few more steps outside, getting closer to the commotion.

Kuang Fan, being escorted, encountered the Li family father and son by chance. Maintaining a safe distance, the old man Li unleashed a torrent of curses.

Li Shixun also righteously insisted on sentencing him to death.

Kuang Fan, who had just been in a fit of impotent rage, reverted to being a polite psychologist. His reflective glasses obscured his eyes, and the smile on his lips made him look rather terrifying.

"Why are you cursing me? Aren't I helping you? I'm helping you get rid of the only person who knows you killed your daughter-in-law and granddaughter, so you won't have to run around every day at your age hoping that Li Xin will die at home and that will end it all. Neither method will be blamed on you, but my method is better and will leave you with no suspicion."

"It also helps you get rid of a burden you didn't want to raise for a long time, so you don't have to make a special phone call in front of Li Xin to put on a show of being scolded by your wife when you finally come home."

Old Man Li and Li Shixun's expressions changed drastically. They quickly glanced at the police officers beside them and shouted something like "false accusations and baseless charges."

Despite the commotion, Kuang Fan raised his voice and continued to be sarcastic, determined to finish his last words.

"You're acting heartbroken and angry now, but you're probably relieved inside. Don't feel embarrassed. I've seen countless shady people, and I don't need the two of you."

"Moreover, Li Xin told me that he actually knows what kind of people you are, that his father went mad and burned his sister-in-law and niece to death in order to have a grandson, that his brother is a beneficiary of the system so he guessed how his daughter died but pretended not to know, and that you two abnormal people don't want to see him, the only normal person. So you don't need to act for so many years. Just burn him to death as well, and everyone will be happy."

Old Li let out a sharp sound, trying to drown out his words with a single short sentence: "You murderer! Murderer! You're trying to frame us! My son had no grudge against you, why did you kill him!" Despite the chaos, some people could still hear what he said, and so the father and son were also sent to the interrogation room.

Tan Jia rubbed his ears, preparing to go back to his office. After taking two steps, Zheng Yan, who was leaving the office, grabbed his shoulder, spun him around, and pushed him out.

"Let's go to the clinic again."

The clinic had changed drastically. The glass door was smashed to pieces, and all the tables, chairs, benches, and small sofas inside were overturned. Various bottles and teacups were broken all over the floor, and you could step into water as soon as you went in.

Even the green plants were pulled out and thrown everywhere.

The assistant I had seen before was sitting on the only remaining stool, covering the wound on his forehead, being questioned by the police.

"Was it smashed by an angry patient?" Tan Jia asked, arms crossed.

So fast? Just one day he was the beloved Dr. Kwong, and now he's the murderer everyone wants to kick.

The assistant turned pale with fright. When she saw them arrive, she didn't move, but asked weakly, "Is there anything else you need to investigate?"

"Yes. Medical records from three years ago, and all the surveillance footage that is still available," Zheng Yan said.

There are medical records from three years ago, but the surveillance footage is useless because it involves patient privacy. There is only one surveillance camera in the waiting area of ​​the clinic, which can barely capture people entering the clinic, and the footage is only kept for one month.

Despite the wound on his forehead, the assistant retrieved the data for them. After retrieving it, he didn't say anything, but waved his hand uncomfortably, telling them to look at it themselves.

She looks like she's on the verge of depression.

As a high-achieving student of the new era, Tan Jia has mastered the use of the mouse, scrolling up and down to browse, and this time she has highlighted some information with color.

Zheng Yan: "What do you mean? You're not looking at photos from three years ago?"

"I want to see if the person Kuang Fan chose has any special characteristics. I feel like he has an undisguised targeting of Li Shixun. People with low self-esteem like him often like to target those who make them feel inferior."

Without even finishing the labeling, Zheng Yan noticed a pattern based on experience after looking at a few cases: "It seems he selects his targets by screening patients' families. Wealthy families can afford to keep their children receiving treatment from him; highly educated families make it easier for him to use the parents' power to implement his plan to worsen the patient's condition. Only the family of the first girl who jumped off the building doesn't fit the criteria."

Tan Jia: "This can be considered his dark way of taking revenge on society."

Sure enough, the less there is, the more it targets something.

With this summary, she flipped up to the information from three years ago, searching for keywords as she said, "I think since the mastermind was able to understand Kuang Fan's hero syndrome, he might be one of the targets that Kuang Fan wanted to target. It's just that at that time, Kuang Fan hadn't realized his own psychology yet, but the mastermind saw it first."

Zheng Yan affirmed her speculation, looking at her earnest profile with satisfaction, as if someone had carried on the legacy.

As the mouse scrolled and scrolled, the suspect was still not found when Zheng Yan's phone rang first.

Tan Ming's voice sounded very serious: "Captain Zheng, a murder case has occurred in the Golden Coast community. The two victims were parents of patients who had previously visited Kuang Fan's clinic."

"What? Who is the murderer?"

"The murderers... were two children."

(End of this chapter)