#Lu Wanwan Discovered the Killer#
#Lu Wanwan Is Smart#
#Brother She Made Lu Wanwan Dance#
#Brother She Is Creepy#
The trending searches had been up for a whole day. Even if people didn’t know the full story, all they had to do was click into the topics and everything became crystal clear in no time. Those who understood the truth began speaking up for Lu Wanwan online.
Brother She’s fans continued attacking Lu Wanwan with the same old arguments, unable to come up with anything new.
However, Lu Wanwan had underestimated Brother She. That evening, his paid trolls started making their move, editing together clips of Lu Wanwan’s statements to paint her as a materialistic, money-worshipping person.
Online, theories about why she had been targeted were all over the place. The reputation Lu Wanwan had been slowly rebuilding began to crumble once more.
Lu Wanwan could have hired her own trolls, but she didn’t want to. She wasn’t signed with any agency and was fighting entirely on her own—she was no match for them in a marketing war. She’d just be throwing money into the water without changing anything. Besides, she firmly believed that the truth could never be disguised as falsehood. Once the police investigation concluded and the case was brought to light, all the mud-slinging would naturally wash away.
Several days had already passed. She had no idea how the criminal investigation team was progressing and wanted to call and ask. The day she gave her statement, Officer Gu had left her his number, telling her to call him if she remembered anything else.
Lu Wanwan agonized over it for a whole day. Then, the very next day, Officer Gu called her instead, asking her to come in to assist with the investigation.
Over the past few days, through interviews, fingerprint comparison, and DNA testing, the city’s criminal investigation team had determined that Mei Jianyuan was the suspect in the four murder cases from the previous year. But Gu Xing felt the matter was far from settled.
He suspected that this year’s string of female murder cases was also connected to Mei Jianyuan, yet no conclusive evidence had been left at the scenes.
It was likely that the perpetrator had gained extensive experience from the earlier cases, making him more adept at covering his tracks in the later ones.
This wasn’t Gu Xing grasping at straws out of pressure from the victims’ families or his superiors to close the case quickly and give everyone answers.
Although Mei Jianyuan hadn’t revealed his motive for killing the victims, through investigation and interviews, Gu Xing discovered that when Mei Jianyuan was in elementary school, his father had racked up massive gambling debts, and his mother, overwhelmed by the pressure of life, eventually chose to leave the family.
Throughout Mei Jianyuan’s upbringing, he faced nothing but his father’s constant cursing of his mother. As if that weren’t enough, his father also transferred his hatred for his mother onto the small, defenseless Mei Jianyuan.
It could be said that Mei Jianyuan had a very difficult childhood. Watching his classmates enjoy harmonious families and happy, fulfilling lives, a seed of hatred was planted in his young heart.
Later, with the help of relatives and friends, Mei Jianyuan grew up. Though he didn’t get into university, he became a taxi driver. Not long ago, his father had drunkenly fallen into a pond near their home and drowned. Freed from his father’s burden, Mei Jianyuan’s life gradually got back on track. Through a relative’s introduction, he married, had children, and built a happy family.
However, the good times didn’t last long. When Mei Jianyuan’s family home in his hometown was hit by demolition, he acquired a substantial amount of wealth in a short period of time. This should have been a good thing, but some people, upon sudden wealth, tend to get carried away.
Mei Jianyuan began to disdain the hard work and meager earnings of being a taxi driver, so he started learning to do business with others. He opened a fairly large restaurant, but due to poor management, the restaurant’s business was not good.
In the end, the restaurant couldn’t sustain itself, and Mei Jianyuan closed it down. In a short time, he couldn’t find the kind of job he wanted—one that was both easy and lucrative.
Idle at home, Mei Jianyuan fatefully followed in his father’s footsteps. To pass the time, he learned to play cards.
With his father’s cautionary tale as a warning, at first Mei Jianyuan only gambled a little, passing the time while waiting for a money-making opportunity to come his way. But gambling eventually became an addiction for him. He started betting bigger and bigger—the more he lost, the more he wanted to win it back. He sank deeper and deeper until his savings were gone, and he even lost the family house.
Mei Jianyuan had completely fallen flat on his face because of gambling. His wife cried every day, but for the sake of their child and wanting to give the child a complete family, she still hoped Mei Jianyuan would give up his bad gambling habit, work hard, and the family could live well together.
Mei Jianyuan went back to being a taxi driver, but how could someone who had lost everything be content? He had to win his money back. In the end, he continued gambling away the money he earned from work.
His wife was completely disappointed and wanted a divorce. Mei Jianyuan flew into a rage, transferring his hatred for his parents and his own dissatisfaction with life onto his wife. He was even more despicable than his father—he began subjecting his wife to brutal domestic violence.
Later, his wife secretly took the child and disappeared into the crowd, leaving no trace.
Mei Jianyuan became truly alone, but even at this point, he blamed all his mistakes on his wife and his mother—it was all because of their “betrayal.”
Through his investigation, Gu Xing discovered that the first four victims, including Lu Wanwan, had no conflict with Mei Jianyuan whatsoever. In fact, they didn’t even really know him. Why would Mei Jianyuan kill them?
Because they all shared one common trait: they were all women with independent minds.
The first victim, Jiang Yan, had an unhappy married life. She got along extremely poorly with her in-laws, and to make matters worse, her husband was a mama’s boy. She suffered endless grievances in her marriage and ultimately chose to divorce.
The second victim, Duan Suhua, also had an unhappy marriage and eventually chose to separate from her husband after their child reached adulthood.
The third and fourth victims had similar experiences.
One could say that in Mei Jianyuan’s mind, these female victims were all synonymous with “betrayal.”
This included Lu Wanwan. Although she wasn’t married, her online comments had been causing quite a stir over the past few days—there was no way Gu Xing hadn’t seen them. Lu Wanwan encouraged all women that when they encounter unhappiness in relationships, and when that unhappiness is difficult to resolve, they could choose to cut their losses at the right time and end the relationship.
In Mei Jianyuan’s eyes, this was blatantly advocating “betrayal.”
It wasn’t just these women—the several victims from this year also shared these same traits, which gave Gu Xing reason to suspect that they, too, had all been killed by Mei Jianyuan.
In the face of ironclad evidence, Mei Jianyuan only admitted to killing the first four victims, but he refused to confess to the later cases.
But today, Mei Jianyuan had suddenly changed his tune. He made a request: he wanted to see Lu Wanwan. He promised that once he saw her, he would reveal the full truth.
So Gu Xing made that phone call to Lu Wanwan, and Lu Wanwan was more than willing—she agreed to come before Gu Xing even finished explaining why.
When she arrived at the Municipal Criminal Investigation Unit, it was Da Liu who received her.
The weather was still scorching that day—it hadn’t rained for over two weeks. By the time Lu Wanwan reached the unit, a thin sheen of sweat had formed on her forehead and the tip of her nose.
After handing Lu Wanwan a bottle of mineral water, Da Liu led her toward the interrogation room, briefly explaining the current state of the case along the way.
When they reached the interrogation room, Da Liu knocked, then opened the door and gave Gu Xing, who was conducting the interrogation inside, a meaningful look. Gu Xing nodded and stepped out.
Seeing Lu Wanwan, Gu Xing was very courteous. “Lu Wanwan, thank you for coming in to assist with our investigation.”
Lu Wanwan’s eyes curved into crescents. “It’s the least I can do. Besides, I want to know why that sick freak wanted to kill me.”
The words “sick freak” slipped out, and Lu Wanwan felt a brief flash of embarrassment—too crude. But Gu Xing clearly didn’t pay attention to such details. “Alright. When we go in, I’ll be right there with you. You don’t need to be afraid. If talking to him makes you uncomfortable, you can tell me directly.”
Lu Wanwan nodded eagerly, like a pecking chicken. “Okay, okay!”
The interrogation room was small, with dim lighting. Lu Wanwan followed behind Gu Xing, and the moment she appeared, the sick freak’s gaze locked onto her.
He stared at her with venomous intensity, his eyes brimming with darkness and malice—like a poisonous snake slithering out of a filthy, reeking sewer, ready to lunge and sink its fangs into her the moment she let her guard down.
Lu Wanwan was utterly unafraid. The sick freak had already been caught—he was nothing but a snake with its fangs pulled. She calmly met his gaze, and in the meantime, a thought crossed her mind: so this is what the sick freak looks like when he’s not putting on an act. Truly a freak!
After Lu Wanwan sat down beside Gu Xing, Gu Xing slammed the table hard to signal Mei Jianyuan to rein it in. Mei Jianyuan’s expression slowly relaxed in the blink of an eye, and only then did Gu Xing speak. “Mei Jianyuan, if you have something to say, say it now!”
Mei Jianyuan leaned back against his chair, tilted his head back, and rolled his neck before speaking. “Officer, I want a cigarette.”
Without even lifting his head, Gu Xing refused. “No. You only have ten minutes.”
It was a long while before Mei Jianyuan finally spoke. He looked at Lu Wanwan with deep confusion. “I’ve never been able to figure it out—how did you know I was going to kill you?”
Lu Wanwan raised an eyebrow. “Because I noticed you were following me.”
Mei Jianyuan’s brows furrowed so tightly they could have crushed a fly. “When?”
“You were peeping at me near my home, and then you followed me to Heshan Town. I noticed both times.”
“Impossible!” Mei Jianyuan said, quick and urgent. “I never once went near your front door.”
???
Lu Wanwan’s heart suddenly lurched. What was going on? Had she guessed wrong?
What now?
After a two-second pause, Lu Wanwan said firmly, “You’re lying. You were clearly following me near my home.”
Whether you followed me or not, I’ve decided you did. I don’t believe Officer Gu would trust you over me. Everything a pervert like you says is nonsense!
Right! Nonsense!
Lu Wanwan muttered inwardly while psyching herself up.
To avoid looking guilty, she stared straight at the pervert. He seemed to be trying to read something in her eyes, but Lu Wanwan showed no sign of weakness.
It was a long while before the pervert spoke, his voice dripping with resentment. “I never thought I’d be brought down by a bitch like you.”
Bitch? Bitch? That pervert actually dared to call her that. Lu Wanwan’s anger flared instantly. She pointed at Mei Jianyuan and snarled, “Not only can I catch you, but I can also dance on your grave once the weeds grow tall!”