Chapter 141 The world is fucking dark

The sound of Li Jiahao's narration echoed in the interrogation room.

Compared to why he killed Cui Shengli, Li Jiahao was more willing to recount how he committed the crime.

When talking about his modus operandi.

A perverted sense of pleasure appeared on Li Jiahao's face.

"How did I kill them?"

"Naturally, with a blade. A razor blade. I practiced the technique of slitting a throat with a single stroke for four whole years."

"Just one motion: slash across, then slash back."

"Human blood is warm, just like a glass of plain water that's about to go cold."

"Cui Shengli was clutching his throat, looking at me with a face full of terror. To be honest, I really enjoyed watching his expression."

"..."

Li Jiahao spoke for a long time, his emotions shifting from initial excitement to tears streaming down his face by the end.

There were two reasons for his crying.

The first was that murder requires paying with one's life, and the second was to give closure to his childhood self.

"Anything else?"

Chen Mo watched him quietly.

"No, I've said everything I wanted to say."

Upon hearing this, Li Jiahao wiped his tears with his sleeve and looked up at Chen Mo again.

"No, there is more."

"There isn't."

Li Jiahao looked puzzled and shook his head firmly.

He had said everything he needed to say.

"What about Song Jia?"

"Why won't you talk about Song Jia?"

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes. If they hadn't discovered that something was wrong with Song Jia...

Once Li Jiahao said that, the case would normally be considered closed.

Song Jia might truly have gotten away with it.

Therefore, he was very unhappy about Li Jiahao's choice to conceal this matter.

They had reached this point, yet he was still thinking about not mentioning Song Jia. Wasn't that clearly refusing to cooperate?

It wasn't just him who felt annoyed by this attitude; Xu Qingqing felt the same way.

"Who is Song Jia? I don't know her."

Li Jiahao shook his head calmly.

But no matter how much he feigned calmness and indifference.

His Micro-expressions were reminding Chen Mo that the person in front of him was lying.

"I want to know why Wenguang helped you guys. Our relationship was very good."

Li Jiahao was still very concerned about this.

In all the years he had lived, this was his only best friend.

From a logical standpoint, he didn't believe it.

But the person was standing right in front of him in reality.

He wanted an answer.

"Does this count as a trade?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.

"It doesn't. You can choose not to answer."

Li Jiahao lowered his head, seemingly not wanting to speak with Chen Mo anymore.

But!

Once a murderer enters an interrogation room, to a certain extent, it's not up to you whether you want to refuse communication or not.

"We actually already understand Song Jia's situation."

"Combined with you entering Cui Shengli's home and quickly disposing of everyone inside, we suspect that Song Jia was very likely involved in your killing process."

"This involvement doesn't mean she killed anyone, but rather that she provided you with help during your actions."

He had actually discussed this theory with the people in his team.

And he had even exchanged ideas with Xu Qingqing beside him.

Generally, it shouldn't be too far off.

But the previous question remained: was it just because Cui Shengli didn't give Song Jia the respect she deserved that she helped Li Jiahao wipe out the whole family?

Was the motive not strong enough?

Hatred!

They could all understand that, and Song Jia had indeed done what one should do when hating someone.

Helping Sun Aiguo take over Cui Shengli's company.

And that was all.

To wipe out an entire family—what kind of hatred must that be!

"Heh."

A faint laugh escaped Li Jiahao's lips.

He still had no intention of confessing.

His attitude was truly infuriating.

And the last shred of goodwill Chen Mo had for him completely vanished.

The goodwill included sympathy for his tragic childhood experiences.

In other words, it was sympathy.

He walked to the side and turned on the glaring desk lamp.

Click.

Li Jiahao instantly closed his eyes, subconsciously placing his hand in front of his face to block the light.

This was the treatment a murderer should receive in an interrogation room.

"Your attitude has made my sympathy for you disappear completely."

Chen Mo looked at him shielding his eyes and shook his head.

"Ungrateful wretch!"

Xu Qingqing spoke up at this moment as well.

Li Jiahao's current attitude was just like that of those petty thugs who have been caught many times.

He wouldn't say a word until the evidence was conclusive.

He would only confess once things were thrown onto the table.

What was even more infuriating was that he was lying through his teeth.

"Sympathy?"

"Are you sympathizing with me?"

Li Jiahao's mouth twitched several times.

Finally, he could no longer hold it in and burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha, haha!"

The laughter echoed in the interrogation room.

This scene made Chen Mo and Xu Qingqing exchange a glance.

Why did this guy seem a bit mentally unstable?

He felt a bit insane.

"Do I fucking need your sympathy!?"

As this voice fell.

The sound of a fist slamming onto the desk also rang out.

—Bang.

"Sympathize with what? My experiences?"

"Aren't you police? Cui Shengli did bad things for so long, why didn't you catch him!?"

"How come when I killed him, you caught me so quickly!"

"Sympathizing with me is just too ridiculous!"

As Li Jiahao spoke, he laughed once again.

His meaning was very clear: you couldn't catch the people who should have been caught, but you caught the person who shouldn't have been caught so quickly.

The irony was extremely obvious.

"Based on the timeline, you were already over ten years old at that time and should have possessed the ability to report it yourself."

"Don't tell me you didn't dare to report it."

Xu Qingqing suddenly interjected, interrupting Li Jiahao's performance.

Everything he was saying now could only move himself.

He thought he was the most wronged person in the world.

"Yes, I was cowardly, I was timid, I didn't dare to call the police."

Li Jiahao wore a miserable smile and nodded in admission.

"But do you know what kind of person Cui Shengli was at that time?"

"He was the light in the hearts of everyone in Xinghan. He was a saint, a god descended from the heavens to save the world."

"The sky of Xinghan is too fucking dark."

"His reputation in the outside world was actually like that."

Li Jiahao indirectly gave his reason for not calling the police.

For an adult, one would likely weigh the pros and cons repeatedly, or even choose to suffer in silence.

Let alone a child.

He had considered calling the police, but once he thought of Cui Shengli's status and position.

He got cold feet.

He believed that if he reported it, he would be the only one to suffer.

In the end, he endured it.

"The matter regarding Cui Shengli was indeed a dereliction of duty by the police."

There was no disputing this point.

Chen Mo didn't want to explain anything.

This was not the focus of this interrogation.

"I heard from Xu Wenguang that you adopted a younger sister at the orphanage."

Chen Mo suddenly changed the subject.

His gaze fixed quietly on him.

Li Jiahao did not realize the meaning behind Chen Mo's words.

He nodded: "Yes. You wouldn't be trying to say that she was involved in this case too, would you?"

Suddenly bringing up his younger sister, especially in the current situation.

This was all he could think of.

However, Xu Qingqing, who was on the side, immediately understood the hidden meaning behind Chen Mo's words.

Just as Chen Mo was about to speak.

She suddenly stopped Chen Mo and spoke first.

"If your younger sister found out that you killed so many people."

"What would she think?"