CHAPTER 55: CHAPTER 55: MAJOR PLOT TWIST? NO! NO TWIST AT ALL!

The crowd outside reacted in these two completely different ways.

All the officers present, including Officer Ma, Officer Hu, Zhang Feng, and Lin Rui, remained expressionless.

In their view, it was nothing more than a pack of clowns!

Meanwhile, Officer Ma’s cold eyes were already locked onto Liang Yongcheng, who was swaying at the doorway, and his icy voice came out:

"Liang Yongcheng, how do you explain this now?!"

As Officer Ma spoke, he glanced somewhat sympathetically at the carefully dismantled corpse.

Though it might have been over a year since death, being sealed in cement meant there was no contact with air, so the decomposition process was remarkably slow.

The body only showed slight decay, and the youthful, innocent face of the young girl was still visible.

It’s hard to imagine what that girl went through at such a perfect age.

Liang Yongcheng did not speak.

His dazed eyes were fixed on the slowly dismantled body emerging from the cement, his whole body trembling, his face pale.

A tear slowly rolled down from his bloodshot eyes.

"Liang Yongcheng!!"

Officer Ma’s voice thundered with anger.

Startled, Liang Yongcheng shuddered, a glint of awareness flashed in his eyes, and he started waving his hands frantically and stammering:

"No, no, no... I, I... no..."

Unable to articulate properly, Officer Ma would not show leniency to criminals:

"Cuff him for me!"

But just then, the woman who had been standing silently by Liang Yongcheng suddenly let out a sharp scream:

"No—!"

"I was wrong! I admit it! I’m the murderer, I killed her!"

With a thud, the woman knelt down abruptly.

Before kneeling, she had faced Liang Yongcheng, crying and wailing:

"Husband, I’m sorry!"

"You know, I’m your mistress, the stepmother! I couldn’t stand the child you had with that other woman bossing me around every day and still inheriting your assets!"

"So I killed her!"

"Husband, I’m sorry, I killed your daughter!"

What?

Gazing at the scene and hearing the woman’s cries,

the officers present, along with Zhang Feng and Lin Rui, and even the onlookers outside, were all stunned.

"What’s going on?"

Officer Ma and Officer Hu were baffled.

At this moment, Liang Yongcheng slowly closed his eyes, then let out a scream filled with utter grief and rage:

"Ah—!!!!"

"My daughter!!!!"

Then, like a madman, Liang Yongcheng opened his bloodshot eyes and lunged at his daughter’s body.

He slid to his knees beside her, his hands trembling:

"Daughter... my daughter..."

"I... I’m sorry, my daughter, I’m so sorry—"

"Whoosh!" His fierce gaze instantly turned to the woman kneeling at the door, shrieking almost to the point of breaking his voice:

"You vile woman! Why did you kill my daughter?!"

"You even lied to me that my daughter disappeared?! So you did all this? All of it?!"

"You bastard, murderer, I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you!!!"

With that, he grabbed a nearby metal rice shovel and charged fiercely at the woman.

"Stop him!" Officer Ma finally reacted.

Two officers hurriedly restrained Liang Yongcheng.

But Liang Yongcheng had gone completely berserk, seemingly driven truly mad by his daughter’s death?

With force, he swung the shovel at the woman.

With a smack, the woman shrieked and was knocked to the ground.

Blood immediately began to trickle down from her forehead.

Still restrained by the two officers, Liang Yongcheng’s face turned pale; the extreme grief rendered his breathing unstable:

"Wretched woman... murderer..."

"I must avenge my daughter..."

"Huff..."

His eyes rolled back, his body went limp, and he fainted on the spot.

The shop fell into dead silence.

The two officers holding Liang Yongcheng looked at Officer Ma with strange expressions, asking:

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Officer Ma didn’t know either.

How could things take such a turn?

Did Liang Yongcheng really not know his daughter had been murdered and buried in his shop?

Was his previous determination to stop the investigation really just to protect his shop?

Could it truly be so?

But at that moment, a faint voice emerged:

"Is he telling the truth?"

Zhang Feng.

It was Zhang Feng’s voice.

Everyone turned their heads simultaneously.

They found Zhang Feng leaning back slightly, looking at an empty corner, asking such a question?

Officer Hu asked, somewhat stiffly:

"Zhang, who are you asking?"

"Oh, I was asking the victim... uh..."

Zhang Feng almost blurted out the truth subconsciously, but quickly changed his words:

"Just talking to myself, don’t mind me."

Yet, while invisible to others, Zhang Feng could see clearly.

In the direction Zhang Feng stared at.

The phantom of a young girl quietly floated there.

A circle of golden light enveloped the phantom.

This was Zhang Feng’s way of protecting the girl’s soul.

After all, it was broad daylight, and the Yang Qi was extremely overwhelming; a slight carelessness could cause her soul to disperse completely.

Actually, when the woman was kneeling and screaming apologies to Liang Yongcheng earlier,

Zhang Feng sensed something off.

If the woman was truly the murderer, Liang Yongcheng’s previous reaction was inconsistent; protecting his shop, he would never go this far.

His former worry and fear weren’t pretense!

To verify his guess, Zhang Feng directly opened the gate to the Underworld, borrowing the victim’s soul from King Yama.

In fact, when Zhang Feng started chanting, he merely wanted to give it a try,

since the person had died over a year ago, there was a chance they’d already reincarnated.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

Before her death, the girl must have suffered unbearable injustice, filled with resentment, unwilling to be reborn.

Luckily, Zhang Feng encountered her in time; otherwise, she’d have turned into a lost, mindless, rage-filled ghost.

The girl naturally knew Zhang Feng was addressing her; although puzzled by her return to the world, the disappointment in her eyes upon seeing her father was undeniable.

She nodded at Zhang Feng:

"He’s lying, the one who killed me was not my stepmother, but him!"

Indeed, it seemed like a major twist, but fundamentally, there was none!

The murderer was Liang Yongcheng.

Given their current act, this Liang Yongcheng and his mistress indeed had impeccable acting skills!

Their ploy of self-injury had definitely paid off.

And their rapid coordination indicated that they might have rehearsed this scenario numerous times!

Clearly, they anticipated this day!

But knowing beforehand, why resort to it originally?

Zhang Feng could easily allow the girl’s soul to return, have her testify against the true murderer on the spot.

However, surrounded by so many people, if the incident got out, it would cause chaos!

Hence, a plan must be devised for this matter!

Zhang Feng pondered slightly:

"I need a way to make Liang Yongcheng confess the truth himself..."

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