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Chapter 158 - 143: The Owner of the Villa?_2

Chapter 158: Chapter 143: The Owner of the Villa?_2

Jiang Xiao had to assure the elder that he absolutely wouldn’t interrupt before the old man began to tell the whole story.

Yes.

He was the owner of this villa.

But no one knew.

On the surface, the congenial and polite wealthy Mr. Li...

Deep inside harbored an extremely psychopathic personality.

"Actually, before this, I had a daughter named Li Xiao Yun."

There was a misty look in Mr. Li’s eyes, as he fell into the beginning of his recollections.

Speaking of which...

Li Xiao Yun was the true favored child of heaven.

She mastered music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

And her looks were not the slightest bit inferior to Yao Han.

She could receive a desk full of love letters from middle school.

And in high school, many bold young men would confess to her in person.

By the time she was in university, it goes without saying that she outshone all other girls.

The undisputed number one beauty on campus!

At this point, Mr. Li even took a photo from his top pocket for Jiang Xiao to admire for a few seconds.

One had to say, the young woman was indeed beautiful.

Her eyes seemed to contain pools of autumn water.

One glance could deeply attract you.

Eyes moving downward.

In the photo, Li Xiao Yun was wearing a white sports crop top and loose light blue sports shorts that barely reached her knees.

Her delicate shins were exposed, even the knees had the color of tender pink.

Especially about her was an air of quality.

She was dressed very modern and trendy, like a vivacious young girl full of youthful vitality.

But she also had a restrained aristocratic grace about her.

If one were to describe her, she was like the kind of prime minister’s daughter Jiang Xiao had imagined.

She had a distinctive air about her, the kind of "nobility" that only children from wealthy families could cultivate.

A [pearl in the palm] was probably referring to the kind of girl Li Xiao Yun was...

"Before that incident happened, my daughter didn’t know I was a psychopath. Of course, judging by deeds not intentions, and considering that no one is a saint by heart, where in the world is there a person who is one hundred percent good in the purest sense? At the very least, my reputation has always been very good in public, as a great philanthropist."

"Where is she now?"

"My daughter... has already hanged herself."

The flat tone didn’t seem to carry sorrow.

But Mr. Li’s hand holding the photograph was trembling uncontrollably.

Watching the transfixed Mr. Li, Jiang Xiao now wished Pai Daxing would come and take over his body.

Striking a raw nerve.

Even Jiang Xiao, who always had a thin face, felt somewhat embarrassed.

After a long while, Mr. Li finally broke free from his emotions.

"This incident, it’s my fault. Her death is inseparably linked to me."

Hmm?

Jiang Xiao, who wasn’t fond of listening to stories, couldn’t help but become curious.

The normally careless expression on his face became more focused.

Only now did he become interested in the story.

"Do you know where I’m crazy, where my insanity lies?"

Jiang Xiao shook his head, indicating that he couldn’t tell.

Mr. Li on the surface covered it up too well.

At least the current Mr. Li would not appear mad to anyone.

Of course, you’d have to ignore his bloody chest.

But Jiang Xiao understood.

The crazies who appeared more like normal people were the hardest to deal with.

Patients in Qingshan Mental Hospital who appeared mad were actually the easiest to handle.

The toughest were those whose inner psychopathy was hidden by a facade of normalcy...

In their hearts, they often harbored some extremely psychopathic tendencies.

"I enjoy voyeurism, spying on everyone’s secrets."

Jiang Xiao nodded, not at all surprised by this revelation, even finding it somewhat normal.

"Aren’t you curious?"

Mr. Li was curious about Jiang Xiao’s reaction.

"I think it’s quite normal."

Jiang Xiao was curious why Mr. Li found his reaction curious.

It really was normal.

Everyone is tempted by secrets.

Even SpongeBob had snuck into his best friend Pai Daxing’s house in the middle of the night, attempting to pry into Pai Daxing’s secrets.

Sometimes, life imitates art—have you really understood SpongeBob?

Voyeurism can also be considered an alternative form of [quest for secrets], and the quest for secrets is, after all, one of the innate drives of humanity.

It’s even one of the key reasons humans continue to progress.

But!

If this voyeuristic habit is taken to the extreme, then it’s pure perversion.

Some enjoy peeping through windows and doors.

Others may even install voyeuristic devices in places, including but not limited to private homes and public areas of hotels.

Mr. Li looked at Jiang Xiao in surprise.

"Young man, you wouldn’t also be a pervert, would you? You understand this too well."

Jiang Xiao’s face turned red, embarrassingly scratching his head.

"It’s nothing really, just that I’ve seen a lot."

Mr. Li: Why are you blushing? You don’t think I’m complimenting you, do you?

What Jiang Xiao said made sense.

But Mr. Li’s voyeurism was even more perverse.

Instead of spying on others, he lured others to his home so that he could voyeuristically indulge to his heart’s content...

Every corner of all the rooms upstairs and downstairs.

Mr. Li had installed night vision, high-definition cameras, and top-of-the-line listening devices.

As for recruiting "voyeurism targets," it was the simplest thing for Mr. Li.

Immense family wealth, a standalone villa.

Just by releasing some raffle or inviting the winners to stay for a month, hordes of people were willing to come.

To the wealthy, most people apply a filter.

The easiest self-deception is:

’They’re so rich, why would they con me? I’m just an ordinary person, not worth the price of a meal to a rich man.’