The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 180 - 177: Tragic Death, Two Murderers

Chapter 180: Chapter 177: Tragic Death, Two Murderers

Qin Zhao went to bed early last night, so she woke up around six in the morning.

She got up to look for something to eat in the kitchen and heard some noises coming from the door.

Chu Yan came in through the door, holding an orange cat in his arms.

Compared to when it first arrived here, the orange cat had grown much fatter, with short limbs that made it look adorable when running.

Qin Zhao also liked the little fellow, but now its little legs were wrapped in gauze.

"You’re just getting back now?"

Qin Zhao, holding a slice of bread, walked out of the kitchen.

Seeing the gauze on the orange cat’s leg, she gasped in shock, "What happened?"

Chu Yan hadn’t said a word since he entered.

Qin Zhao looked up at him and saw his eyelids were drooping, his eyes shaded with gloom, and there was a hint of ferocity mixed in.

"Some reckless person hurt it."

"Meow." The orange cat weakly meowed at Qin Zhao a few times, looking pitiful.

"How could someone hurt such a cute little kitty?"

Qin Zhao reached out to pet the little guy’s head, somewhat angry, "Did you teach them a lesson?"

"Uh-huh."

Chu Yan responded gloomily, obviously in a bad mood, then carried the kitten to its nest.

Qin Zhao played with the orange cat for a while, noticing it had fallen asleep, and then continued with her breakfast.

Just after finishing, she received a call from Su Xiaotong.

"Zhaozhao, the auditorium where we attended the ceremony yesterday. There’s been a murder."

Su Xiaotong’s tone was indescribable, mixed with some fright.

"A celebrity died, and it was very gruesome."

Someone had sent her photos of the deceased, and she found it more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

Hearing her tone, Qin Zhao felt that this murder was not ordinary.

"How did they die?"

"Her skin was peeled off alive. The skin on her back, on her face, it was all peeled off, and very skillfully at that. The police said the murderer is very skilled.

Could it be another psycho? Thankfully, we weren’t there yesterday."

"This really is quite gruesome."

Qin Zhao listened and her expression gradually became more serious.

"However, they should be able to catch the murderer quickly this time. The Criminal Police Team discovered a brooch left by the murderer at the scene.

That brooch is reportedly very expensive, definitely traceable to its purchaser, which should lead them to the murderer."

"A brooch?" Qin Zhao had a strange feeling, "What does it look like?"

"My friend works at the auditorium; he sent me a photo. I’ll send it to you on WeChat."

"Okay, send me the victim’s photo too."

Curiosity piqued, Qin Zhao asked Su Xiaotong to send over all the photos.

Seeing the victim’s photo, Qin Zhao’s expression remained unchanged.

Parts of the skin on the face and back were peeled off, making the corpse look very gory and bloody.

But upon seeing the photo of the brooch, Qin Zhao was a bit shocked.

This brooch was the same one Shen Xihhe wanted to give her. Could Shen Xihhe be the skin-peeling psycho?

That seemed unlikely.

Qin Zhao didn’t think it possible; if Shen Xihhe had such a perverse fetish, she would have seen it in his demeanor.

Another complex case, so Qin Zhao called Huo Xun.

Indeed, the Criminal Police Team was handling it, and they were at the scene now.

Qin Zhao casually asked a few questions, and Huo Xun briefed her on the situation.

The time of death was supposed to be early yesterday morning, but it wasn’t due to skin peeling; it was strangulation.

This detail couldn’t clearly be seen in the photos of the victim.

Because her skin had been peeled, her body was covered in blood, some areas were a bloody mess, and the neck marks were indiscernible.

"I know whose brooch that is."

"Whose?"

"Shen Xihhe."

"Why does it relate to him again?"

"I don’t know, but it probably has nothing to do with him."

"Then why was his item found at the scene?"

This was just too coincidental, Shen Xihhe’s items being found at the scene of both crimes.

"Maybe, he’s just unlucky?"

Qin Zhao chuckled slightly, "Should I come to you?"

"Sure, come right over."

Qin Zhao changed clothes, hailed a taxi, and arrived at the auditorium.

Outside the auditorium, several police cars were parked, and police caution tape was up. The area was cordoned off. The policemen guarding the entrance recognized Qin Zhao and allowed her in.

Upon reaching the corridor where the incident occurred, she met Huo Xun.

"The murderer has been caught, I’m taking a team to arrest her now."

"That was quick?"

Though the murderer had been apprehended, Huo Xun’s brow was furrowed, showing no sign of relief.

"There are two murderers, do you want to join me? I’ll explain on the way."

"Okay, let’s talk while we walk."

They went out together and got into a police car.

With an officer driving, Huo Xun explained to Qin Zhao, "The victim’s face and back had been peeled, and the coroner concluded it was done with a surgical scalpel. The perpetrator was very skilled, possibly a dermatologist.

This act wasn’t immediately lethal, but excruciatingly painful due to massive blood loss. Had she not been taken to medical care promptly, she would have died from the excessive bleeding.

However, the marks on the victim’s neck were the main cause of her death.

That strangulation is interesting; the method was very crude. After thorough investigation, we also found fingerprints near where the body was located."

"Do you mean that the murderer and the person who skinned her are not the same?"

"Right, as I said, the skinning was done skillfully. If someone could do that, why strangle her? They could have killed her without leaving a trace.

The one who did the skinning likely wanted the victim to experience the agony of blood loss, so he didn’t kill her.

After he left, another person came along, found the victim half-dead, and strangled her with a rope."

"Did you catch the one who strangled her?"

If it had been the one who skinned her, Huo Xun’s expression wouldn’t be so somber.

The strangler, not only crude in method but also left behind fingerprints, was easy to trace.

"Yes, it was the victim’s assistant."

This time, the victim was Shu Shuiyue, quite a famous actress. However, she had not won many awards, not at the level of Gong Lexin.

"After killing her, she threw the rope into the garbage bin at the back door of the auditorium. We found it just now, and the surveillance even captured her disposing of the rope.

Such carelessness clearly wasn’t premeditated murder.

That skinning psychopath is more troublesome, with absolutely no leads; it’s unknown if he’ll strike again."

The Criminal Police Team had already tracked her location through the assistant’s cell phone.

They found her at Imperial Airport where she was about to flee.

They quickly apprehended the assistant, who confessed everything after only a few questions.

"So what if I killed her? Shu Shuiyue, that psychopathic woman, didn’t deserve to live. I killed her to rid people of an evil! If I hadn’t killed her, she would have continued to torment me!"

The assistant showed no signs of remorse but instead seemed relieved. She pulled up her sleeve revealing her arm covered in scars!

There were whip marks, scars from sharp blades, and burns from cigarette butts, not a patch of undamaged skin.