Soul Patch

Chapter 102 He is the murderer (Seeking first subscription)

Officer Zhang accompanied Wenjie out of the restroom, and the group got into the police car.

The police car sirens blaring as it headed toward the North District Police Station.

Wenjie happened to be sitting in the same police car as Jia Nan, with Officer Zhang on the left and Wenjie on the right.

Wenjie glanced past Officer Zhang and looked at Jia Nan. Jia Nan seemed to sense the gaze and turned his head slightly.

Their eyes met in mid-air, one cold and the other burning with rage.

The atmosphere inside the car instantly became incredibly oppressive.

Officer Zhang sensed the irreconcilable tension between the two men and stopped the police car.

Jia Nan was seated in the passenger seat.

Wenjie withdrew his resentful gaze, recalling the last time he saw Jia Nan was in his bedroom.

Ironically, aside from remembering grabbing a lamp in the bedroom and smashing it hard on the back of Jia Nan's head, he couldn't remember anything else.

Even after being logged out of the system for so long, I haven't claimed any system rewards.

That system-assigned task can be considered completed.

What mission was it?

Wenjie raised his bandaged hand and rubbed his temples.

I tried to think for a while, but couldn't remember.

He vaguely felt that someone had told him something, but he had no idea who it was or what they said.

[Activate System]

As the thought flashed through Wenjie's mind, the system interface suddenly lit up in front of him.

Wenjie sat in the seat behind the driver, and the system interface seemed to be lit up on the headrest of the driver's seat.

With a slight tilt of his head, the system interface was projected onto Jia Nan's cold and resolute profile.

[Claim System Rewards]

As this thought arose, the system interface flickered several times, suddenly turning black and then suddenly lighting up again, going back and forth several times.

Immediately afterwards, a large word appeared on the system interface: warning

The lettering is printed in white with a gold outline.

This word occupied the entire system interface.

Twinkle twinkle twinkle...

What's going on here?

What is the system warning?

Is this system about to crash? What will happen then?

Will it destroy people and things related to the system, or will it erase all traces of the system, as if the system had never existed?

Numerous speculations flooded in, and Wenjie didn't even have time to determine which one was more likely to happen.

The warning that had occupied the entire system interface disappeared.

Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know what would happen if the system really crashed, he had a vague feeling that it wouldn't be a good thing.

Finally, things are going back to normal!

At this moment, he was hoping that the system would return to normal. He had finally tracked down the clues to the butterfly knot, and it was time for the system to truly come into play!

Wenjie is still figuring out exactly how to make it work.

Didn't we see cases before where the system was influenced by his subconscious?

[WARNING: The patch is violating system tasks]

[Triggered the system's self-repair function]

[The memory related to the violation has been erased by the system.]

[Due to violations in the system task, eligibility for the reward has been revoked]

A violation? What violation?

Wenjie frowned in thought. The people in the police car either looked out the window or stared ahead. The quiet atmosphere made Wenjie very focused.

He closed his eyes slightly, trying to figure out which part of his memory the system had erased.

The more I concentrate on thinking, the more my brain starts throbbing, a dull ache like brain cells being suppressed.

A blurry figure gradually emerged from the window; it was a man in a black suit…

The pain was excruciating; he clutched his head and leaned back in his car seat in agony.

The policeman next to him noticed something was wrong. He glanced at Wenjie and nudged his shoulder.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Wenjie slowly opened his eyes, startling Officer Zhang.

Wenjie's eyes were bloodshot, not the kind of bloodshot from staying up late and using his eyes too much, but the kind of bloodshot that looks like the eyes that have been injured and have retinal bleeding.

"You... what happened to your eyes?"

Officer Zhang pointed to Wenjie's eyes.

Wenjie also felt he couldn't think about it any further; he really felt like his head was about to explode.

Only when Officer Zhang mentioned his eyes did he realize that his eyes were also burning with pain.

I worked so hard just now, and it wasn't all for nothing. I vaguely felt that the figure at the window looked a bit like myself.

"It's nothing, some sand blew in and got in my eyes."

Wenjie gave a vague answer.

Hearing the conversation between the two people in the back row, Jia Nan turned her head and glanced at Wen Jie, staring intently into his eyes. Then, her gaze swept lightly over Officer Zhang's face.

When Wenjie turned his head, he felt that Jia Nan's expression was very strange, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

He had just opened his phone and was looking at the Alipay chat interface when Ah Chao sent him a message: "Boss, we've lost track of him. We've split into two groups, one guarding his apartment building, and the other near his girlfriend's house."

What does it mean to have a teammate who's as bad as a pig?

This is!

"Everyone, disperse and go about your business!"

There was another half-sentence, but Jia Nan didn't type it in. She just thought fiercely to herself: I'll handle my own problems.

Soon, the car arrived at the police station.

They arrived at the fourth-floor office area under the "accompaniment" of the police.

It was an open-plan office area. There was a row of computers on one side of the window, and several police officers were typing away at them. On the other side of the office area, several sets of chairs were neatly arranged.

Police officers could be seen moving back and forth in the middle of the aisle, either escorting prisoners or carrying documents... The police station remained tense and busy even in the evening.

They followed Officer Zhang through the open office area, and after turning a corner, they saw a row of interrogation rooms.

Officer Zhang opened the door to an interrogation room, pointed to a seat inside, and told Wenjie to sit down. He then instructed Jia Nan to go to the second interrogation room. A series of footsteps sounded behind them; it turned out that Wang Hui and the others had also been brought over by the police.

Wenjie stared at Jia Nan for a moment, then angrily strode towards the interrogation room.

"Stop!" A shrill shout rang out from the doorway.

Before Wenjie could even look towards the source of the sound, he was knocked off balance by the woman who suddenly ran over.

He leaned against the door frame and stared intently at the old woman in front of him.

It's...it's...that Aunt Zhao!

She's the Aunt Zhao that Zhao Xiaolong mentioned.

Aunt Zhao, who chased after him and Zhao Xiaolong when he went home on the weekend.

It was also before he killed Jia Songqian that Aunt Zhao, who was so frightened by the incident when she broke into the house to grab the kitchen knife, fell to the ground.

Aunt Zhao's face was covered in tears, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She looked like she had been rushing along the road.

She was still wearing the same red floral print short-sleeved shirt and black leggings she wore while chasing after them over the weekend.

The tight pants clung to her plump buttocks and thighs.

It has a strangely funny quality.

Wenjie couldn't laugh right now; seeing Aunt Zhao at the police station was definitely not a good thing.

However, there was something that Wenjie found very strange:

Aunt Zhao... what are you doing here?

"It's him, it's him! He's the murderer! He must have tried to kill my Xiaohui... Oh, this damned man!" Aunt Zhao cried out, tears streaming down her face.

(End of this chapter)