Following Luo Fei out the door, Wu Gang suddenly looked back inside, his face full of reluctance.
Auntie’s eyes showed a final touch of tenderness; it was his apology to his daughter and wife. At the last mont of being taken away, he calmly explained.
"Wife, please light another incense stick for our daughter, tell her her father regretted letting her down before and later also did wrong things, sorry."
As the others left, Aunt Tang collapsed to the ground.
Everything was silent, everything was voiceless.
Back at the station, Wu Gang detailed the course of events.
After his daughter’s suicide, he went specifically to investigate it.
Originally learning nothing, later he heard that his daughter had been making friends quite well. He intended to talk to them but unexpectedly found their relationships were not very strong.
There was envy, jealousy, and hatred toward academic achievents, along with a sickly ntality of idolizing and isolating good students among these girls.
At that ti, his daughter must have been distressed, yet helpless, the hard-won friendship made her feel extre sorrow...
Just like his own shock and surprise during his investigation for the truth.
On top of that, parents forbade her interaction with the opposite sex, even if it was beneficial to study, such rigid rules continued to trap her. The painful yet joyful distorted friendships made her feel life lost its aning and color, eventually leading her to suicide.
Wu Gang, due to limited educational philosophies and understanding, forcibly blad those who had given his daughter friendship.
His daughter ended her life impulsively, filled with frustration and no outlet.
After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, Wu Gang fell into a state of rage, almost experiencing a ntal breakdown.
Just after Wen Jing’s seven-day mourning ended, he calmly went outside the school to stake out, spending a day to grasp the tracks of Tang Rujuan, Shi Qingqing, and Li Nan.
At that ti, he was already close to madness!
And then appeared outside the next afternoon punctually, figuring out how to separate the three first, then carefully using drugs to knock them out and get them into the car.
Because it was Saturday the next day, their families were not hasty in seeking help.
Later at the at plant, he first drained their blood, waiting until they were comatose before proceeding to decapitate and remove bones.
The scene then can only be imagined—how terrifying and bloody it was.
It took less than an evening to resolve the three people.
Then, taking advantage of Saturday night, he had his wife send the three heads with vertebrae to the scenic area.
Because they were enclosed in sealed bags, there was no leakage, so there were no spill bloodstains visible around, thus misleading everyone into believing the pirate ship area was the primary cri scene.
For a mont, everyone fell silent.
Faced with such a situation, they never expected this to be the true story.
It was thought that a deranged killer or those with a murderous jealousy committed the cri. Now it seems it was rely a father, driven mad and unable to find an outlet, who perpetrated the killings.
No one knew what to do, all felt a sense of helplessness and heaviness.
Luo Fei no longer wanted to inquire into this matter.
Solve the case, bring the perpetrator to justice, and leave the remaining cost and consequences for them to bear themselves.
Although as a detective, one must have sufficiently strong psychological endurance capabilities, yet it becos impossible to abandon a person’s truest emotions and genuine ntal feedback.
"Zhang Wei, finish filling out the report and submit it, do not report other matters to , I’m going out for a while."
"Captain Zhao, I’m requesting half a day’s leave."
As the main solver of the case, Luo Fei indeed paid attention to all the details, synthesizing and analyzing them to ultimately complete the task of solving the cri.
Not only did he wrap up this appalling event, but he also helped Director Zheng avert embarrassnt.
"No problem, leave the rest to us."
Zhao Donglai watched as the other party departed, knowing that Luo Fei surely had his own things he needed to do.
Evening, outside Third Middle School.
Luo Fei stood by the roadside, quietly watching students walk out, when suddenly a voice ca from behind.
"Officer, were you waiting for ?"
Hearing this voice, Luo Fei slowly turned around.
Standing behind him was none other than Zhang Tao, who remained calm as before when they last t, only this ti his gaze carried more restrained seriousness.
Perhaps he had already guessed the reason for Luo Fei’s visit, hence without sadness or fluctuation.
"Not simple, young man, silent action, there’s a bit of counter-surveillance skill in you."
Luo Fei casually comnted, then motioned for him to chat.
Returning ho was certainly premature; Zhang Tao stood beside Luo Fei, both feeling the wind blowing towards them.
"Wen Jing’s case is already quite clear, we learned the real reason for her choosing suicide from her father. She could no longer bear her situation."
Hearing Luo Fei say this, Zhang Tao’s eyes slightly reddened.
He had already guessed the truth behind her suicide, but hearing it directly from Luo Fei felt entirely different.
For a mont, his entire being was startled.
Leaning against the railing for a mont to recover before coming back to himself, lifting his head with eyes returning to the previous calm, evident of his strong self-control.
Even though he felt the sadness rushing towards him, ultimately it was suppressed.
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