Pre-death assessment

There are many simple things in this world, and there are also many difficult things.

The simplest thing is killing someone, while the most difficult thing is... killing yourself!

Ling Wu is doing something simple right now.

In the noisy bar, he walked along, taking a swig from the bottle as he went.

Then he placed the half-bottle of wine on a table he passed by.

Then he walked to a corner and sat down.

Alright, he has completed the simple task of killing.

He had barely sat down when two groups of people started pushing, shouting, and cursing at each other.

One of them was led by a bald man, and the other was led by a man with white hair.

The two sides hurled all sorts of insults and curses at each other, going through all eighteen generations of their ancestors.

The bartender and manager rushed over to try and persuade them.

But it was too late.

White Hair grabbed a bottle of liquor and smashed it at the bald man.

And that bottle of wine just happened to be the one Ling Wu left there.

The two groups started fighting immediately.

The bar was in complete chaos.

Bai Mao just smashed a bottle, and it broke, but he's still holding onto the neck of the bottle.

Completely out of control, he stabbed the bald man in the neck.

Blood gushed out immediately!

The bald man touched his neck as if he were touching a broken water pipe.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, he cursed something, and then collapsed.

The blood, which initially gushed out, began to flow.

He convulsed a few times in the pool of blood, then fell silent.

"Murder...murder! Murder!"

Some people exclaimed in alarm, and others called the police.

Some people just abandoned their posts and ran away.

The white-haired man stood frozen in place, holding the bottle by the neck.

He didn't intend to kill anyone; he just wanted to teach the other person a lesson.

Unexpectedly, the other party died just like that?

He then quickly dropped the sharp, pointed bottle and turned to run away.

The police arrived quickly, reviewed surveillance footage, located the suspects, and conducted a trial.

Such cases are obviously not easy to judge; they involve fighting and intentional homicide.

But no one knows that Ling Wucai was the one who triggered this murder case.

If he hadn't just happened to leave that bottle there, the white-haired man wouldn't have gotten his hands on that extremely convenient murder weapon.

Therefore, no murders will occur.

It's like... he gave the other person a gun at just the right moment.

The other party used this gun to kill someone.

He is innocent!

After all, he was just passing by and happened to leave the bottle there.

And coincidentally, they predicted that White Hair and Baldy would argue and eventually fight today.

They also happened to calculate that the white-haired guy was young and impetuous, and that he was capable of anything when he lost control of his emotions during a fight.

Does the perfect crime exist in this world?

The answer is yes!

The perfect crime is... not committing a crime!

Ling Wujiu never commits a crime.

But those he wanted to kill never escaped.

Some people might think that there could be various variables involved in such a situation.

How could Ling Wu be so precise?

But most people are unaware of a fundamental theorem.

That is to say, in this world... there are no coincidences, and no variables.

Only predetermined numbers, only precise calculations!

Like dust floating in the air, seemingly chaotic and disorderly.

But in reality, where every grain of dust will eventually land is predetermined.

If you observe carefully enough and calculate accurately enough, what is destined to happen will happen.

Of course, the word "enough" truly exists, but very few people in this world can actually achieve it...

After leaving the bar, Ling Wu went to a roadside barbecue stall to wait.

He had already finished the simple task.

One thousand, that's enough!

Next... comes the difficult part.

He had just sat down when a man came up to him carrying a bottle of beer.

Then, place the beer on the table.

This beer is the same kind he drank at the bar before.

Ling Wu looked up at the man in front of him. He was muscular and had a bit of stubble on his face.

"I am the main person in charge of this case. My name is Li Ming."

After putting down his beer, the man sat down and said, "How about... I review this murder case?"

Ling Wu glanced around a few times.

There were two people standing at the intersection ahead, and one person each on the left, right, and behind.

They were dressed like ordinary passersby, and came in various ages.

But they're clearly all in cahoots.

And he was already surrounded by them.

"White Hair has a girlfriend."

Li Ming then continued his own recap: "The bald guy also has a girlfriend."

"What's interesting is that they have the same girlfriend."

"It's no problem for a woman who's after money to be two-timing."

"The problem is that White Hair recently received a photo."

"The photo shows a bald man and that woman, and the woman has a handprint on her face."

"So, the white-haired man believed that the bald man had forcibly taken his girlfriend away."

"What was originally a two-timing situation has turned into the bald guy forcing the white-haired guy's girlfriend."

"So, they had a conflict, and today they got into a fight at the bar."

"And coincidentally, there was a very convenient wine bottle on the table next to them when they started fighting."

"And so, the murder occurred."

"Nobody knows that the slap mark on the woman's face wasn't from the bald guy at all."

"It was because I hit a pedestrian not long ago, and that pedestrian was taking a taxi."

"A slap, a photograph, a wine bottle, and..."

"A perfectly orchestrated murder!"

"In this way, if Baldy dies, White Hair will also be punished."

"Both of them are doomed!"

"So... here's the question: who was the pedestrian that woman bumped into not long ago?"

"And who was the person who sent the photo of the white-haired man?"

"Of course...it's not you, and there's absolutely no evidence to prove it's related to you."

"But who was the person who just happened to put the bottle on the table?"

"You were just in the bar, why don't you answer my question?"

As he spoke, Li Ming kept his gaze fixed on Ling Wu.

It seemed as if they wanted to see through Ling Wu completely.

But Ling Wu's expression remained unchanged, and it was impossible to tell that he cared in the slightest.

"Are you spying on me?"

He simply said, "And then... they surrounded me?"

"That seems to be the case."

Li Ming chuckled: "Of course, your methods are very clever. Even if I tell you the whole truth, we can't do anything to you in terms of morality, reason, or law, as long as you don't admit it."

Ling Wu did indeed just walk past that spot, as seen on the surveillance footage.

I just happened to leave the bottle there.

He said it was a coincidence, and no one could deny it, no one could forcefully pin the blame on him.

And the one who hit the woman, and the one who gave the white-haired man the photo.

They have no direct evidence to prove that it was Ling Wu, nor can they prove that they are related to Ling Wu.

Therefore, from all perspectives, as long as he doesn't admit it, he is innocent!

"However... you'll have to come with us."

Li Ming continued, "There are some things I need to talk to you about."

"What if I refuse?" Ling Wudao asked.

"Hmm, this is interesting."

Li Ming smiled slightly: "After all, even you said it yourself, we... have you surrounded."

Now, with just one move, his henchmen can rush up and take down Ling Wu.

No, to be precise, if he wanted to make a move.

He was absolutely confident that he could take down Ling Wu all by himself.

After all, he is a professional fighter.

"Yeah?"

However, Ling Wu smiled faintly and asked, "Who is that girl leaning against the wall to you?"

Li Ming glanced at the girl leaning against the wall not far away.

Wearing a short skirt, with her hands in her pockets and a lollipop in her mouth, she looked cool.

"She's...my younger sister. Her name is Li Qingxue. She's quite pretty, isn't she?" Li Ming said with a smile.

"Then you'd better keep a close eye on your little sister."