The crowd started panicking. Some wanted to rush out, but the manager, covered in cold sweat, came down to calm the panicked crowd.
"Everyone, please calm down!"
Some rational people rushed towards the source of the previous scream to confirm the situation. When they reached the VIP box 4, loud gasps resounded in the hallway.
*Hiss!*
"Holy crap!"
"Damn! So cruel!"
They found the dead body of a middle-aged man with a knife cut on his neck, an unconscious beauty on the sofa, and the panicked waitress covering her mouth in shock, slumped on the floor.
"Call the police!"
…
On the other side, 'Ye Chen' ran several blocks. Amateurly trying to avoid the cameras. Though he was captured several times, as if unintentionally. Then, he entered an alley.
The fake 'Ye Chen' took off his disguise mask. At the same time, the transformation was undone. Because of this, she found nothing unusual by this time. Then she took out her mirror and started disguising herself as the cleaner.
After the disguise was complete, the cleaner used master-level anti-tracking skills to avoid the cameras and return to the bar through the back door. Unlocked the utility room, dragged the trash bin to the garbage truck.
From there, she could hear the commotion inside the bar, which made her curl her lips.
"The police should be here soon. I should hurry."
As soon as the garbage truck started and turned a corner, the police had also arrived.
The garbage truck stopped at the entrance of the same alley as before. Outside the range of the camera. She, still in her disguise of a cleaner, dragged the trash bin out and left it in the alley.
She started the truck and left.
"Well, mission complete!"
With a satisfied smile on her face. She left the truck at the garbage station. Changed back into the disguise of 'Xiao Mu' and returned to the hotel room, where Miss Jing was asleep.
***
Inside the bar, the police had already secured the crime scene and begun taking witnesses' statements. Many patrons claimed they had seen Ye Chen carrying the blood-stained knife and were eager to give their accounts.
The manager had also granted access to the surveillance footage, which helped clarify the timeline.
"Officer, that guy was a complete lunatic!"
"Yes, yes! We were sitting at a table near him! Suddenly, he slammed the table and scolded us!"
"Yeah, the look in his eyes was so scary! It turns out he was a murderer!"
When this statement came out, supported by the claim of several others, the police also rewatched this scene on camera to confirm it.
"Captain Song, the witnesses' accounts are consistent. His behaviour on the footage shows pronounced aggression. These indicators align with someone who may have a prior violent history. At present, there appears to be little ambiguity—he is highly likely to be the perpetrator!"
When the middle-aged police officer named Lu Han spoke, the crowd listening to him collectively gasped in shock. The thought of them drinking near such a psycho murderer made them terrified.
The Captain Song in officer Lu Han's mouth was beautiful and heroic police officer. She had a stern look on her face as she asked. "Has the suspect's identity been confirmed?"
"Not yet, Captain. We are verifying it now." Lu Han answered promptly
Captain Song was about to give another instruction when a loud voice interrupted her.
"Officer! I know that guy!"
She snapped her head, and her sharp gaze fell on the person who spoke just now. He was a young man in his early twenties, around the same age as her. He was slightly flushed from alcohol, but lucid enough to speak coherently. Besides, she felt he looked a little familiar.
"Identify yourself."
"My name is Yang Zhen, Officer!"
"Yang Zhen…"
Only then did Captain Song realise his identity. He was the young master of the Yang family. However, she didn't dwell on it because what he said held more importance right now.
"Mr Yang Zhen, what is your connection to the suspect?" She asked in a controlled, investigative tone.
Yang Zhen nodded, then shook his head. Seeing the impatience on her face. He explained hurriedly.
"I don't know him personally. But we've met before. His name is Ye Chen. That guy used to work as a security guard at Blue Wing Cosmetics. He even beat up my bodyguards a few days ago."
"Ye Chen, is it?" Captain Song processed this with a slight narrowing of her eyes. "Officer Lu, initiate the background check immediately. Also, establish contact with the CEO of Blue Wing Cosmetics for verification."
"On it, Captain!" Lu Han nodded, already stepping aside to make the call.
Captain Song turned back to Yang Zhen.
"Assault constitutes a criminal offence. Why was no police report filed at the time?"
Yang Zhen showed embarrassment and answered awkwardly. "I just gave face to their CEO, Su Menghao."
"I see." Captain Song expressed her understanding. If that's the case, it is no wonder. After all, Yang Zhen's affection for Su Menghao is not a secret in the upper circle. She had also heard about it.
Yang Zhen added quickly, "Oh—and I also saw Ye Chen at the mall this afternoon. He was accompanying Su Menghao's cousin, Su Roxue."
"This afternoon, is it?" Captain Song's gaze sharpened, and she said with a salute. "Noted. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr Yang. Your information has been valuable."
"No problem, Officer," Yang Zhen replied before turning away.
His brother Dong hasn't come back yet, which worries him. What if he encountered Ye Chen and met with an accident?
With Ye Chen's cruelty, he is not at all surprised he might do it.
At this time, Hua Cheng came back and reported. "Young master, we located Mr Dong. He was unconscious in the restroom."
"He's not injured, right?" Yang Zhen asked with concern as his eyes fell on the bodyguard behind Hua Cheng, who was carrying Dong Xumao in his arms. Upon seeing him fine, he felt relieved.
"It seems he was too drunk and fell asleep."
Their conversation attracted Captain Song, and her gaze happened to fall on the back of Dong Xumao's neck.
"Stop right there."
The bodyguard froze.
Yang Zhen looked alarmed.
"What's wrong, Officer?"
Captain Song stepped forward, examining the back of Dong Xumao's neck with a trained, clinical eye.
After a moment, she straightened.
"This man did not pass out from intoxication. He was rendered unconscious by an external force."
"What?!" Yang Zhen was stunned.
His face went pale with fear and rage.
"Damn it—Ye Chen!"