Welcome to the Misogyny Game

Using cheat codes, the man quickly confessed, saying he did it out of revenge, but denied killing anyone.

“I didn’t kill anyone. I just stole corpses from the morgue, mixed them into the meat, and sent them to the quality inspector’s machine. That’s all.”

Although this could still lead to a criminal sentence, he didn't want to go in as a murderer.

"I wanted to take revenge on that indifferent driver with my father's body, but I found that my father was decomposing very quickly, and even if I froze him, he would still smell bad."

This wouldn't allow my plan to proceed. It had taken me far too long to find that man, so long that I had to let my father rest in peace. I mustered my courage and stole several corpses resembling him from the morgue, minced them, and mixed them into sausages. I knew this was the perfect opportunity to ruin his reputation.

"He then said, 'It's not your fault.'"

He scoffed, "It's not my fault. He asked me to forgive him. Philanthropist, conscientious entrepreneur, those are such nice titles. He's spent most of his life chasing fame. If there's a stain on his reputation, it's probably more painful than killing him."

"But he actually said it wasn't my fault..."

He kept repeating that phrase until the silver handcuffs were put on him, until two policemen led him to the prison, and until he arrived at the prison and sat in the cold cell, he kept repeating that phrase.

"So it really is the flesh of a dead body?" He Yanzhi asked, puzzled, and he didn't hesitate to assume the worst about others.

Looking at the stark truth reflected in the Four Joys Mirror, Liu Chaoque nodded: "Although it sounds far-fetched, it is indeed the truth."

Even though life was tough, and even though the first half of his life was filled with unbearable hardships, the kind person who sought revenge did not cause anyone's death.

Perhaps the car accident was truly an accident, or perhaps the boss was genuinely kind, or perhaps it was an attempt to salvage his precarious reputation.

What followed was that I learned that the sausage factory owner had personally hired a lawyer and signed a petition. The sword I threw back then had finally pierced my own body twenty years later. I just didn't expect it would take twenty years. The boy had grown up, and the person I was back then had finally found the one to make amends to.

I harmed his parents, and he ruined my reputation, yet he's going to be arrested. So arrest me too, at least I'll have company in prison.

Over the years, I have been filled with anxiety, and I often find myself replaying the choices I made back then in my midnight dreams.

When it came to saving people and my family, I chose her without hesitation.

Now, it's simply a choice between reputation and personal integrity, which isn't difficult.

So, a month later, both of them were released from prison.

But the case was solved. The person who was killed was a real person, not a cold corpse in the morgue, but a living, breathing person who could move, had warmth, and felt pain.

They returned to the landfill, the ditch, and the sewage dump that reeked of decay.

While they were investigating the meat processing plant, the police received several more reports. The two officers remained expressionless as they watched the mass of minced meat being taken to the autopsy room.

According to Ms. Wang, the meat was bought from the market and was intended for stir-frying.

It was only because the meat looked too brightly colored, coupled with rumors that the pork might be human flesh disguised as human flesh, that I reported the case to the police.

Oh no, human flesh has actually been found in the pork farm.

So, when she buys meat, she'll have to keep the mirror on all the time.

I apologize for her first thought.

So many people have died that human flesh is circulating even in the vegetable market, and the number of reported missing persons is still rising, although some of them don't match up, which is to be expected.

She sighed. If normal investigations failed, she could only rely on the power of magic. Fortunately, this time she didn't need to sneak around. He Yanzhi pulled some strings and allowed Liu Chaoque to use her perception abilities openly.

Omelette Rice: "I'm going to have to work again~, Jelly's concert is about to start."

The summoned omelet rice was still holding his light stick and a support shirt with the jelly logo on it; there were singers like him on the Seventeen Continents.

So, Liu Chaoque summoned Jelly again.

Omelette Rice then excitedly picked up the computer, his hands shaking so much he almost pressed the power button.

Liu Chaoque pointed to his phone and slammed his fingers down on the keyboard: "Get to work."

Jelly covered her mouth and chuckled. Omelet Rice, whose face was covered in keyboard ink, stopped shaking and instantly entered work mode. She replied to Liu Chaoque in her heart: "Give me some face in front of my idol."

She gave an OK sign. "If you complete the task carefully, I'll see if I need to summon Jelly again next time."

An aura emanated from the omelet rice, a spark ignited in his eyes, and he rapidly typed on the keyboard, displaying dazzling code on the computer screen before quickly fading away, finally becoming a somewhat dark image.

Three minutes later, a man wearing a white hood looked around and threw a black plastic bag containing something into the trash heap.

Liu Chaoque transmitted the image to the relevant technicians. After comparison, it was found that the shape of the item wrapped in the plastic bag was 90% identical to the shape of the plastic bag that was almost boiled. The figure of 90% was a reasonable estimate based on the complainant's description, the actual size of the item, and the location where it was found.

Because this is an old residential area, the surveillance cameras had been broken for a long time, which hindered the investigation. Nearby residents did not see who threw the plastic bag, as if it had appeared out of thin air.

Although it's unclear how the special investigation team obtained the surveillance footage, at least the case has made progress.

The group immediately identified the hooded man and, based on his build, searched for a matching person in the most recent surveillance footage.

Ultimately, three men with similar body types were identified.

The three men were taken to the police station for questioning.

Omelette continued typing on the keyboard, and soon another scene appeared before the two of them: a man who got out of the car to relieve himself greeted another man who got out, but when he turned around, he was stabbed to death from behind.

They were towed onto a car, and their destination was unknown.

"The crime scene?" Liu Chaoque asked in surprise, "How did you find this video?"

The previous video could be attributed to some hidden camera, but this video zooms out to show a completely desolate wilderness with tall grass. The man is turned away and playing on his phone, so it's unclear whether the navigation system misguided him or if his car broke down and he needed to call the police.

“Electronic devices are my eyes.” Omelette Rice smiled. “A watch, a car, even if they’re broken, I can use them to find the truth.”

Looking at the otaku wearing headphones, Liu Chaoque truly felt the power of the Food Souls for the first time. Well, even the omelet rice is several hundred years old.

Not to mention those ancient relics that are hundreds or thousands of years old.

The investigation went smoothly, and the police were amazed that someone could decode so many unknown videos. In the days that followed, the police station was filled with struggling and incredulous people, wearing silver handcuffs and following the police with numb expressions.

Omelette Rice lay on the table, staring at the jelly not far away with a perverted grin, then turned its head and rolled its eyes at Pudding.

However, Liu Chaoque felt uneasy. The bus that frequently appeared in the scene and flashed by, the prisoner's mutterings, "Didn't you say you wouldn't be discovered?"

It's strange that if one person says it's unbelievable, a group of people would say the same thing.

Why were they so certain that the plan would succeed? Even if he ran to a place without surveillance cameras, the police would be able to find him based on clues; it was just a matter of time.

The case of the dead body and sausage actually only lasted five days from discovery to resolution.

Liu Chaoque tried to use an illusion to get them to tell him about that place, but as if they were under a spell, they kept hitting their heads and saying it hurt when they talked about it.

Some even fainted on the spot, and when they were sent to the hospital for treatment, they started drooling and became mentally impaired.

Media reports indicate that police used inhumane methods, causing severe trauma to the prisoner, who developed symptoms of mental impairment.

The police explained that it was a normal procedure, and they blurred and altered Liu Chaoque's image before releasing him.

But people were filled with anxiety, and with some people influencing the narrative, the internet was full of all sorts of insults.

Liu Chaoque actually felt somewhat guilty, thinking that he hadn't paid attention and caused the person to become mentally unstable.

He Yanzhi calmly replied, "This actually explains the problem. The person behind this is afraid that we will find out about him, so he is influencing the public and putting pressure on the authorities."

“You did nothing wrong. Don’t fall into the enemy’s trap. They’ve planted time bombs in these people’s minds. After making a deal with them, these people are bound to keep this secret for the rest of their lives. The best way to deal with them, besides killing them, is to make them unable to speak.”

More bad news came from the hospital: several prisoners who were receiving treatment suddenly rioted, broke free of their handcuffs, and attacked people. Several police officers and strong men almost couldn't subdue them.

Several people were bitten.

Upon hearing about the bite, Liu Chaoque immediately thought of zombies. Had the zombie outbreak come earlier than expected?

Liu Chaoque picked up the phone, but before he could dial, another incident occurred at the hospital. The rioting men were taken down on the spot, and the bitten people were all treated and were fine.

She picked up the phone, then put it down again.