The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love
Chapter 112: The Devil Doctor is out to steal~

Chapter 112: The Devil Doctor is out to steal~

At Infiniti Technologies, the murmuring, whispering and guessing continued to onslaught the office’s atmosphere. They were ready to see Zhang Feiyu getting taken out by the cops at any time now.

"I cannot believe that Zhang Feiyu would do this. I mean he was always so quiet and polite."

"This just shows that even the most seemingly inconspicuous man could become a killer if provoked enough. That’s so sad really."

"Yeah he is actually so smart and talented. You should see his app development work. He is a pro."

Just then, Huojin returned to the work zone premises from Kong Chuanli’s office cabin. He was casually taking a walk around the area and everybody’s cubicles.

"What is that Inspector doing?"

Huojin looked at the windows and the premises roof. He continued his journey which nobody could clearly explain and walked across where Kong Chuanli’s team sat everyday.

Hu Linglu’s cubicle was right beside the large glass window pane. He looked outside to see the sun quite high up in the sky now. Beside her was Zou Haoran’s seat. His business coat was hanging across his seat’s back. Opposite their cubicles was where Zheng Feiyu would sit. It was identical to theirs. He found nothing of interest there.

He stood at his same position for a few long moments, looking outside the window first and then back at the cubicles. The employees found this all very strange.

Eventually, he headed back to Kong Chuanli’s office. Xiyang came forward and asked Zou Haoran and Hu Linglu to come inside. They threw each other a pensive look and went in amidst everybody’s scrutiny.

Inside, Zhang Feiyu was already present. He stood with his face down and shoulders slouched.

Huojin asked, "How does this office look to you?"

The trio was confused.

"Like usual?" Zou Haoran suggested.

"Yes. But that’s the problem here."

"It shouldn’t be?"

"Not when a man is strangled here. Do you imagine somebody sitting quietly without resisting when he is being strangled?"

Hu Linglu scratched her head. "I guess not?"

"Correct. They wouldn’t. Yet when Zhang Feiyu was strangling Kong Chuanli, he didn’t put up a fight at all. Look at all the stuff on his desk. It’s still all so prim and proper. Even his laptop isn’t moved by a fraction. Everything is in its right place, and I find it difficult to believe that.

There should have been at least some disturbance here. Some things should have shifted out of their place. It’s natural because think about it. His life’s in danger. Obviously, he would do something about it. He would desperately try to find a way to stop Zhang Feiyu. He would grab whatever came in his hand and strike him with it just to stop him anyhow."

He waved his arms sideways. "But everything’s so pristine here. It almost feels like he was killed somewhere else and then his body was just placed in his seat."

Zou Haoran was dumbfounded. "That is impossible. He died right in front of my eyes. He couldn’t have been killed anywhere else."

"Right. He was killed here only. But then how are the things here so undisturbed? You caught Zhang Feiyu. You saw the other end of the tie in his hands. So when did he exactly get the time to straighten up all the stuff to where it was before?"

It was a good question to ponder upon.

"Then there is something else. How did the tie look in Zhang Feiyu’s hand?"

Zou Haoran frowned. "I don’t understand. He was just holding it."

"Can you show me how?"

Xiyang took a prop tie and tied it around his neck. He took Kong Chuanli’s seat. Huojin asked Bojing to stand behind it.

Bojing held the end of the tie while the rest of it simply dangled in the air from the knot point at his collar.

"Like that?"

"Yeah, like that only. He was blankly staring," Zou Haoran answered.

Huojin blinked. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"But I don’t get it. Zhang Feiyu was strangling Kong Chuanli when you caught him. That’s what you said. So I assume the tie should have been still wrapped around his neck. But you are saying now that it wasn’t around his neck at all. How?"

"I don’t really know..."

"I see. Then I will ask my second question. Why did you straightaway assume that he was strangling Kong Chuanli? Yes, holding a tie like that would look odd, but nobody will jump to the conclusion that Zhang Feiyu was strangling him."

"I don’t...understand?" he wasn’t sure how to answer.

"I have listened to the employees talking around here. Everybody says that he is quiet, reserved and polite person. I don’t say that polite people don’t become killers. But they aren’t easily accused of being one either. Murder would be the last thing to come to their minds. So seeing how the tie wasn’t around Kong Chuanli’s neck and knowing Zhang Feiyu’s personality - why were you in such a hurry to declare that he is the killer?"

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Jia watched the dead man in front of her with the scalpel through his neck. "You could have just knocked him unconscious. Was it necessary to kill him?"

Mingshen smiled. He bent and slowly slid his scalpel out of the man’s neck.

The hostage woman shuddered and pressed her back further to the wall. Suddenly, Mingshen scared her more than the goons in her house.

She caught Mingshen staring at her, and she straightened up with a jolt.

"Do you have some tissues here? My precious scalpel is all bloody now."

If her mouth hadn’t been taped shut, her jaw would have dropped open in disbelief.

This man is asking for tissues in this precarious situation?

The third man looked at his dead partner and gave Mingshen a silent scrutiny. "Who are you?"

"The devil. Isn’t this your lucky day~" his eyes twinkled.

The second man struggled to process the situation. His partner was out for a minute to deal with a small time robber. But then he returned dead with a scalpel sticking out of his neck?

"You killed him because you thought he was this house’s owner and you wouldn’t get to steal money?"

"Oh I knew he wasn’t the owner. This house is too classy for an ugly man to live in it."

His expression twisted and he whispered with an extremely icy voice, "You are not getting any money."

Mingshen chuckled. "When did I say I want money? There are so many other things to steal as well. Like peace of mind and life? I was in the mood to steal the latter one today~"

They said nothing.

"Lim...Lim is stabbed..." Jia breathlessly said. "Help him please."

The third man said, "He would help you? You would be dead before any help gets to you. That’s why," he narrowed his eyes, meeting Mingshen’s smiling gaze, "he would do exactly as we say."

Mingshen threw him a puzzled look. "Even my parents cannot make me do what they want. You say you are more capable than them?"

"I am because I have the hostages."

"Which hostages?"

"Of course the three people in front of you, who else!?"

Is he an idiot?

Mingshen genuinely looked surprised. "How are they hostages for me? The only hostage of any value for me is myself. But I am on this side. You are over there. You would never be able to touch me anyway so pray tell me. Who are these hostages you are talking about?"

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