"He laughed, he took the initiative to tell what happened, the injured boy, comparing sizes with him, even touched his balls, so he arranged to et the boy in the bathroom, during self-study period no less. He brought a wallpaper knife with him, but the blade was dull, it only managed to cut through the skin, so the boy didn’t speak of what happened, just said he cut his dick."
"That’s how we got to know each other, Fang Jinquan felt at ease entrusting his child to , and my position reached unprecedented heights. Parent association wall newspapers, anything related to the school, it was all handled by . And just like that, half a year of peaceful days passed."
"A half-year later, when I went to attend a parent-teacher conference for Fang Shengping, I didn’t see his parents. What’s more, the parents of the child who shared a desk with Fang Shengping avoided as best as they could when they saw coming. I felt there was definitely sothing going on."
"Afterward, I went looking for the horoom teacher. The teacher told the child was transferred to another school, didn’t state why, but that very night I found Fang Shengping. When I threatened him that if he didn’t tell the truth, I’d let his father know so Mr. Fang could contact that kid’s parents, he chillingly smiled and said."
"I saw they were short on money, so I gave them an extra hundred thousand yuan. This winter break, I cut his balls with a knife. Could it be that he would still stay in this school, see every day and wait to ask for more money? I know this kid has psychological problems, you know? I wasn’t worried."
"Neither did I feel panic, I even admired him so. After all, as long as I could control him, have a hold on his weak spots, I could climb even faster. I asked him about the process, he told in detail, and I told him that next ti sothing like this happens, try not to do it himself. He was very surprised when I told him we were the sa kind."
"He was quite taken aback, I could feel his delight. I told him if he wanted to try sothing, just talk to , but he couldn’t take a life, as even with his father’s vast enterprises, outstanding abilities, he wouldn’t be able to protect you. After that, I occasionally took him out for fun a few tis, finding the kind of won who wanted to make money, the kind who wouldn’t mind getting hurt as long as they were compensated."
"This went on until high school graduation, when he went abroad to study. I gradually began to enter the upper echelons of the Huajin Group and even took control of Huajin Film and Television. Of course, in the beginning, it was just investing in movies and TV dramas, with no signed actors of our own. During this period, I carefully placed my close relatives and direct kin in various departnts."
"It was in the sumr of 2010 when he graduated and ca back, I found out the kid had gotten even more twisted. He told a lot about his experiences abroad, things you can imagine and things you can’t, he had done them all. He asked to pick out the right people for him, saying that the villa he had decorated in Mashan Scenic Area was a completely different world."
"I accompanied him to look at the place once, and I knew he wanted to kill. I told him this was Hua Country, money can’t fix everything. He laughed hysterically, saying he wasn’t scared if I helped him find the right people. He had found two people here to deal with the aftermath, the bodies, and all secrets, both of whom were blackmailed by him."
"To find people, just arrange a dinner. If I wanted to participate, I could join in. If not, just watch; I could even help him film. After all, you can’t kill soone every day, when you toughen up, you just rely on such videos for support. I laughed and said he was bragging, then he showed the videos stored on his phone."
"He said, he’s grown up, if I don’t do as he says, then he would report and have the economic investigation police co check on . He had soone prepare an account totaling thirty million yuan, siphoning it through several steps to be transferred to my son’s account overseas, leaving evidence at every step. He didn’t care about the money, but it would certainly prevent from ever having a free second half of my life."
"What could I do but agree? Subsequently, I helped him pick out girls, of course, in the end, he made the final selection. Generally, he brought in several at once, but only chose one. One of them was even a man, whom he also kept. Each ti I helped him with the filming. After they were dead, he forced to engage with the bodies."
"Of course, except for that man, which I absolutely couldn’t accept, I really did vent on the other five bodies. I was forced, after all, he was using my son as leverage, as well as that sum of money. At most, I could be charged with desecration of a body, right?"
Liu Tiesong said all this and looked at Xu Dayuan. Throughout the recount, his expression hadn’t changed. Xu Dayuan stared into Liu Tiesong’s eyes, knowing that if Liu Tiesong dared to say so much, he must have a backup plan.
"Do you have recordings or videos?"
Liu Tiesong smiled confidently, and Xu Dayuan raised his eyebrows.
"Looks like you were prepared for this, huh? So, do you plan to bring them out?"
"In the glove compartnt of that smashed car, there is a recording pen and a USB drive. They contain all the videos and recordings. Whenever Fang Shengping called , I’d put it on speaker and record it. As for the USB drive, it holds videos and photos, a total of six won and one man.
I don’t recall their nas very well, but I would call the ones he had picked, arrange a ti to et at the villa in Mashan Scenic Area for dinner, and keep clear records of where the dismbered bodies were buried. I know, the two guys at the villa would surely say everything was at my command, but they are Fang Shengping’s people, how could they tell the truth?"
Xu Dayuan nodded as if to affirm his words, then gestured to Fang Mu, who got up and left to find the recording pen and USB drive.
Mr. Zhao slapped his thigh, looking back at Zhou Ning with a face full of anxiety, no longer caring whether Hu Guangjian was present.
"Zhou Xiaozhou, if this Liu Tiesong has these pieces of evidence and could have hidden them for so long, it seems they’re real. Wouldn’t this clear his na? At most he’d be charged with desecration of a corpse, an offense even lighter than those of Ma Decai and Liu Liwei?"
Zhou Ning shook his head, his face calm, even Mr. Hu looked at Zhou Ning, smiling without understanding.
"So calm, Zhou Ning, tell us, do you think those pieces of evidence are fake?"
Zhou Ning spoke with a smile.
"Don’t worry; actually, I think Director Xu and I have co to a similar conclusion. Everyone here doesn’t know that the dead flight attendant is Shen Shuyi, not the Shen Caijun who was tricked into going to the villa at that ti and managed to escape."
Shen Caijun frantically reached out to her colleagues for help in the early hours, sending her location as evidence; moreover, when Liu Tiesong first asked to et Shen Caijun, he watched her use tools to complete the task--that was his clever point. I guess the process was pretty much the sa each ti: torture the victim, then flay their organs, and finally, kill, violate, dismber, and bury the body."
Hu Guangjian nodded.
"You’re making sense. Mr. Xu probably thought of that as well, so he didn’t rush to bring up the flight attendant’s case. Let’s wait and see the evidence. Mr. Qu, you go wait for Fang Mu. Once he’s up here, review the video and audio recordings to check for any signs of editing."
Mr. Qu nodded and hurried to the door. He was almost at the door when Fang Mu strode in.
Everyone looked over as Mr. Qu plugged the recording pen and USB drive into the computer, checked the original files, and then began to play them one by one. Indeed, as Liu Tiesong had said, each one had a ti stamp.
Furthermore, these tis matched perfectly with the records on the tidy-up boxes found inside the freezer at the island counter. As for the videos, they were all fast-forwarded, with very similar content.
It was all about Fang Shengping torturing his victims, similar, of course, to Shen Caijun’s description. The videos were shot in segnts, and one could tell that the torture process lasted for hours, given the noticeable changes in the light filtering through the curtains.
Zhou Ning leaned in, scrutinizing the videos. The most recent date was April 28 at 17:22. Seeing this, he quickly signaled Mr. Qu to click on it.
In the video, Fang Shengping was holding a phone, pressing down on a woman and moving incessantly, occasionally turning back to laugh at Liu Tiesong. Outside the window, the leaves swayed, and as Liu Tiesong’s cara moved closer to the window, the Customs Building in the distance could be clearly seen. Ti and place, everything matched.
Mr. Qu’s mouth was agape with shock. This video was the shortest, lasting just over ten minutes.
"Fang Shengping fild the video himself, and the one uploaded to the website was from the perspective of his mobile phone recording. Was he exposing himself?"
Hu Guangjian shook his head.
"Change the wording—it shouldn’t be called exposing himself. Over two and a half years, he’s killed so many people, and that doesn’t even account for any similar incidents abroad. He found this website probably because he wanted to share with others, to share the process of making love to won, a kind of herd ntality, to make himself feel less perverted."
Mr. Zhao looked shocked, and at this point, he was sowhat incoherent, clearly shaken by what Zhou Ning had said.
"Hold on a mont, let wrap my head around this. Liu Tiesong can’t differentiate between Shen Shuyi and Shen Caijun, thinking they were the sa person both tis. He intentionally left these recordings and videos; he was on guard in advance for any issues that might arise with Fang Shengping, thoroughly capable of clearing himself. I get all that, but Fang Shengping uploading the videos himself, that, I cannot comprehend."
Mr. Qu raised his hand, and Zhou Ning gave him a nod.
"Finding the evidence is not impossible. I need Fang Shengping’s mobile phone. I’ve saved all sorts of information about that website. I’ll just check this phone’s usage records. Even if sothing’s been deleted, I’ll try to recover it."
Hu Guangjian looked towards Fang Mu, urging him on.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry and find his phone for him."
Fang Mu rushed to the next room and soon returned with two boxes. One box contained luxury brands of watches and wallets, and particularly eye-catching was a special edition Moto V220 phone. The cause for excitent was that the phone matched the one in Liu Tiesong’s video.
Mr. Qu connected the data cable and operated the phone for a while. Soon enough, a video and website appeared on the screen.
"The phone had been formatted before, probably in a hurry when Fang Shengping was arrested. The video has been recovered and it’s identical to the one uploaded. Also, he used this phone to upload the video to the website.
The userna is Stoll. I guess that’s probably his English na. This phone’s mory and pixel quality is unmatched by others. How much does this phone cost?"
Mr. Zhao glanced over dismissively.
"Why bother asking? There’s not a single thing cheap about this guy. Not to ntion that each of his watches starts at five million, and this Moto V220 starts at 320,000."
Mr. Qu was stunned while Fang Mu ca over with so urgency.
"Mr. Hu, do we need to tell Director Xu that Liu Tiesong doesn’t know the dead woman isn’t Shen Caijun?"
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