National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 231 - 231 222 I Know

231: Chapter 222 I Know 231: Chapter 222 I Know The alibi witness had fallen, the alibi evidence was invalidated, and Bai Yuequn himself could no longer hold on.

Just like the criminals Jiang Yuan had encountered before, those who commit crimes meticulously are mostly self-serving perfectionists.

If they could escape punishment, they indeed had the stamina to endure during interrogation.

However, once the trial became inevitable, their attitude was drastically different.

“If I talk, does that count as turning myself in?” Bai Yuequn asked with a dejected look, watching Lei Xin across from him.

“Whether it’s considered turning yourself in is not for me to decide, that’s up to the prosecutor’s office and the court.

But if you confess truthfully, I can put in a good word for you.

Leniency for those who confess.”

Lei Xin’s yellowish fingertips tapped on the desk, the urge to smoke became hard to resist.

Bai Yuequn stared at Lei Xin’s yellow teeth and yellow fingers for a long time.

In the past, someone as delicate as him wouldn’t even glance at someone like Lei Xin, a middle-aged smoker, but now he could only sigh and say, “I believe you.

I’ll talk.”

He was exhausted, worn out, sleepy, anxious, and regretful.

To complete the murder plan, he first tired out his boyfriend thoroughly until he was almost asleep, then, under the guise of romance, took him to the cinema to watch a movie.

Bai Yuequn was very familiar with his new boyfriend, who was young, impulsive, full of bursting hormones, and also sleepy—a bit of vigorous play, and the excitement soon passed; he could fall asleep in seconds, which was enviable.

But Bai Yuequn wasn’t like that, in his dreams, he would remember Yuan Yutang’s deep affection and feigned love, and his desire to murder carried through from the beginning to the end of the year.

He loved him, he hated him.

Theater No.2 was still the hottest and the most poorly ventilated one in the cinema.

The seats were particularly comfortable, which made it easy to fall asleep if one went to watch a movie after a full meal.

Choosing a dull and long art film—truth be told, many audience members wanted to escape upon seeing the opening scenes but were already too entrenched to do so, ending up asleep just like Xu Yi.

However, Bai Yuequn couldn’t sleep; he had to immediately go to Yuan Yutang’s apartment.

To avoid detection and conserve energy, he rode a shared bike there (fortunately, he wasn’t stopped by the police, lucky dog).

Unlocking the door, stepping softly up the stairs, Bai Yuequn had to use all his strength to kill and vent his anger.

He put in so much effort, just like when they were together at first.

But he couldn’t relax yet; he had to stay focused and make sure to clean his full-body waterproof suit—the besides fencing, Bai Yuequn also had a hobby of diving.

Thus, when it came to murder, the first thing that came to mind was a full-body suit similar to a diving suit.

As long as he covered his head and kept the suit intact, he could wash off any bloodstains with water.

It was easy to clean, leaving little residue and none of his own skin flakes or hair at the scene.

Though it meant changing his clothes again, wearing them on the outside, which was slightly troublesome.

After doing all this, Bai Yuequn had to ride the bike back to the cinema, enter through the staff entrance using the prepared key, and sit next to his boyfriend.

When the movie was over, he rushed into a hotel, took off all his clothes, and soaked them in laundry detergent.

To be honest, by the last step, Bai Yuequn was barely holding on, but the bizarre murder scene somehow allowed him to persist, even bringing him a peculiar thrill.

“What about the bloody clothes and the murder weapon?”

The most important thing was to see the evidence, and Lei Xin pressed on.

With little energy, Bai Yuequn replied, “They’re still at the hotel, inside the ceiling of the hotel’s laundry room.”

The hotel they stayed at offered a self-service laundry facility, which was inexpensive and seldom used on regular days; it was busier on holidays with vacationers.

However, hiding something there temporarily wasn’t difficult, and it was hard for the police to find.

Eradicating the traces of a crime is really about avoiding permanence and perfection.

Permanently and perfectly erasing anything is extremely difficult.

The same goes for corpses, weapons, and bloody clothes.

Using the theory of material exchange, the higher your demands, the more you exchange, leading to more vulnerabilities and hindering concealment.

Short-term hiding, or imperfect elimination, simplifies the problem significantly.

That’s why cases committed spontaneously, without much forethought, often turn out to be harder to solve.

Of course, difficulty in solving such cases pertains to probability.

Facing the threat of the death penalty, few people are willing to risk the odds of five or ten percent.

Bai Yuequn had also intended to deal with the bloody clothes and the murder weapon later.

Thus, he casually hid them in the hotel, which saved a great deal of crime cost.

The police would need to spend a significant amount of manpower and resources to find these things.

Bai Yuequn only spent about 20 minutes doing so.

He also took the opportunity to soak the clothes and the weapon in the laundry detergent, attempting to destroy the biological evidence within.

It had some effect, but not much.

Lei Xin clarified a few key points and essentially locked down Bai Yuequn as the perpetrator.

The so-called alibi or the cunning ploy of “a small foot in a large shoe” had become insignificant at this time.

Bai Yuequn gradually became tearful, recounting his own story with Yuan Yutang.

The story of a rich young master and a middle-class lad was nothing new, always the same, even when it was a story between two men.

After clarifying several major criminal facts and getting the signature, Lei Xin remembered something Jiang Yuan had asked him to inquire about before he came in, so he took out his notebook, took a look, and then asked:

“Why did you choose this particular time to commit the murder?”

This question was related to the motive for the crime.

Lei Xin thought that it was probably some catalyst that had pulled the trigger.

To his surprise, Bai Yuequn let out a wry smile and said, “Someone sent me some pictures.

I couldn’t bear it after seeing them.”

Indeed, the trigger had been pulled, but the reason took Lei Xin by surprise.

Lei Xin immediately asked, “What pictures?”

“Pictures of Yuan Yutang celebrating someone’s birthday, and others taken at night.” Bai Yuequn spoke wearily, “I once wanted him to celebrate my birthday, and he told me all that was Western rubbish, not worth promoting, that it was a tax on intelligence, blah blah blah…”

Lei Xin felt a chill, “Just because of that?”

“More or less.”

“Where are the pictures?”

“I burned them.”

“Burned them?

Why?”

“That’s what the other party demanded,” said Bai Yuequn indifferently.

“The letter came with a WeChat account, asking me to add them.

After I added them, the person asked how I felt, and upon my response, they said they could provide me with Yuan Yutang’s latest news, but I had to start a video chat there and then, and burn the pictures and the note.

So, I did.”

Seeing Bai Yuequn’s expression, Lei Xin felt a surge of emotion and feigned regret, saying, “It’s a pity, otherwise, it could have been considered a meritorious deed.

Or, if you could identify someone behind the scenes, claim you were incited by someone to kill, it could be grounds for a reduced sentence.”

Bai Yuequn’s expression suddenly changed; he had caused so much trouble, felt angry and even believed he was not wrong, that he shouldn’t be punished.

After blowing his nose vigorously, Bai Yuequn opened his eyes and asked, “What about now?

Is there still a chance for a reduced sentence?”

“You need evidence for that.”

“I have WeChat evidence, I added him.”

“Conversations between two people on WeChat are useless if you don’t know who the other person is.”

“I have a photo of the photo.” Bai Yuequn sat up straight and said, “Before I contacted him, I took a picture with my camera, the kind that can’t connect to the internet, and no hacker can see the photos inside.

They can only be accessed if I enter the password.”

Lei Xin: …

He promptly asked for the location of the camera and sent someone to retrieve it.

Then, Lei Xin became a bit more amiable and said, “You too, someone tells you to kill, and you kill.

Someone tells you to burn evidence, and you burn it, without even thinking about their purpose and where they come from.

Aren’t you afraid of being sold out by them?

Threatened by them in the future?”

“Not afraid because they are even more afraid,” Bai Yuequn replied, sitting calmly.

Lei Xin was taken aback and asked, “Do you know who it is?”

“It’s either Yuan or Yuan, who else could it be?” Bai Yuequn, with red eyes but a serene expression, toyed with his fingernails as if he had seen through everything.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.