The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 135 - 132: Finding Xiao Yuan; He Knows Witchcraft!

Chapter 135: Chapter 132: Finding Xiao Yuan; He Knows Witchcraft!

The case finally made progress, and Huo Xun told everyone to rest first.

Tomorrow morning at nine, they would gather and head to Liancheng, to the place where the perpetrator took the photos, hoping that Qin Zhao would encounter the victim’s soul there.

On the other hand, he had someone prepare the photographs to lure the perpetrator out.

"Qin Zhao, are you going to make do here or go home to rest?"

It was three in the morning now, and by nine, Qin Zhao would have to go to Liancheng with them.

"Chu Yan said he’s coming to pick me up."

"Okay, remember to come on time at nine."

Qin Zhao nodded.

It wasn’t long before Chu Yan arrived.

When Qin Zhao got into the passenger seat, she couldn’t help asking, "How come you aren’t asleep either?"

"The text the perpetrator released is quite interesting, so I studied it a bit."

Chu Yan’s tone was casual, as if talking about something trivial.

He said he would come to pick up Qin Zhao, whom initially intended to refuse, but before she could say it, he had hung up the phone.

"Are you coming tomorrow?"

"Mhm, I’ll go to Liancheng with them at nine tomorrow."

"The crime scene is in Liancheng?"

Chu Yan seemed surprised that it wasn’t in Imperial City.

"Yeah, it’s probably not that simple. Without public transportation, it’s tough for ordinary people to bring a victim from Imperial City to Liancheng in such a short time.

Xiao Yuan’s photo, the one with her back to the camera, was taken in Liancheng."

"That is indeed a bit strange, so be careful tomorrow."

"Mhm, I hope it’s not what I’m thinking."

If the opponent isn’t an ordinary person and really knows some eerie tricks, this would become tricky.

If it’s related to the Mystical Sect, Chu Yan’s previous guess might not hold.

Just figuring out the perpetrator’s gender was a challenge.

Neatly dismembering a person could be done by Mystical Sect females with the right cultivation.

When the two returned home, Qin Zhao went to sleep immediately.

It wasn’t long before it was eight o’clock.

She hurriedly got out of bed, washed up, and was ready to leave.

As she walked out of her room, she found that Chu Yan was already up and had made breakfast.

"I’ll take you over, eat breakfast on the way."

He handed her a bottle of milk and a bag of cheese bread he made himself.

Qin Zhao was startled for a moment before he pulled her out the door.

"What time did you get up?"

Sitting in his car, Qin Zhao munched on the bread and asked him.

"Seven, maybe."

"Aren’t you tired, why didn’t you sleep a bit longer?"

It was past four in the morning when they got home yesterday.

"Not tired."

The light was red ahead, and Chu Yan hit the brakes, turning to look at Qin Zhao, seeing her eating the bread quickly, her lips smeared with cream.

He reached out, wiped the cream off her lips for her.

Seeing her stare blankly at him, Chu Yan chuckled softly and even pinched her cheek.

Qin Zhao: "....."

Was she being teased?

Qin Zhao couldn’t help but glare at him; at this point, Chu Yan had already looked away and focused on driving, Qin Zhao bit into her bread indignantly.

When they arrived at the entrance of the police station, Huo Xun and the others were ready to set off.

They had purchased Zhao’s train tickets the night before, and they were planning to take the high-speed train to Liancheng.

The high-speed train arrived in Liancheng around two or three in the afternoon.

Huo Xun had only brought two police officers and Qin Zhao with him, everyone in plain clothes to avoid drawing the murderer’s attention.

They came to the alley pictured in the photographs.

According to the weather forecast, it had indeed rained here on the day of the murder.

The inhabitants nearby hadn’t realized that a serial killer had been in their midst, all leading their normal lives.

Pretending to just pass by, Huo Xun and others proceeded to a nearby small shop to inquire about the situation.

Qin Zhao, standing outside the shop, spotted the soul of Xiao Yuan.

Before her death, Xiao Yuan had been extremely frightened, a terror and torment so deep that she couldn’t even generate resentful energy after death, becoming an unconscious wandering soul, hovering at the place of her demise.

Qin Zhao performed a spell to summon her soul over.

Fortunately, they’d arrived in time, and Qin Zhao could temporarily awaken Xiao Yuan’s consciousness.

Had they been any later, she would have become a complete wandering soul, and her memories from life would have disappeared.

"Qin Zhao? How, how are you here?"

Xiao Yuan’s soul was surprised to see Qin Zhao, her earlier haughtiness gone, her tone now cautious and wary as she looked around constantly.

She seemed to be checking for any suspicious individuals approaching her.

Qin Zhao couldn’t help but remind her, "You’ve died."

At his words, Xiao Yuan suddenly recalled the memories from before her death, a pained expression crossing her face.

"Ah! That bastard! Wuu wuu wuu..."

Her soul recoiled upon itself, unable to hold back the tears.

"Do you want revenge? I can help you."

Upon hearing Qin Zhao’s words, Xiao Yuan calmed down slightly.

"What exactly happened that day? Tell me everything."

Xiao Yuan squatted down, the look of recollection in her eyes.

"I was dining at Lizhu Garden when a waiter spilled soup on my dress, and I scolded him. Later, I encountered that same waiter; he said he would take me to see the boss to discuss compensation.

No sooner had I entered the boss’s office than I smelled something strange and then passed out.

When I woke up, I was no longer at Lizhu Garden but in a basement.

He tied me up and took off my dress, then went to wash it at the nearby sink. He said my dress was pretty and wanted to take a photo of me."

At this point, Xiao Yuan’s voice broke into sobs again.

She apologized to the man, pleaded with him, thinking it would all be over after he took a photo.

Whatever type of photo, she was willing to take it!

But unexpectedly, he violated her first and then tortured her in various ways!

In the end, he drowned her alive in water.

After Xiao Yuan died, she discovered what kind of photo he wanted to take.

Because her soul was nearby, she watched as the man redressed her in the dress and then took pictures.

After listening to Xiao Yuan’s story, Qin Zhao furrowed his brow.

The killer had not violated the first three victims; why had he exclusively violated Xiao Yuan?

Clearly, his methods were crueler with Xiao Yuan, and he even dismembered her, posting the photographs online.

If it was just to draw attention, a photo of the back would have sufficed.

After all, Xiao Yuan’s disappearance was enough to cause alarm.

Was there something special about Xiao Yuan?

But, that wasn’t the key issue.

The most crucial question was, how did the killer manage to prop up Xiao Yuan’s body for the photos?

Upon being asked this question, Xiao Yuan’s expression turned even more terrified.

She opened her mouth, and after a long pause, said, "He, he practices witchcraft!"

Remembering how the man had muttered to himself and then her body suddenly stood upright, Xiao Yuan felt fear even now as a ghost.

The man left the place the day after taking the photos.

But Xiao Yuan’s soul had been terrified into stupidity, not daring to follow him.

She feared that if he discovered her soul, she would continue to suffer even after death!