1PIAADITSB Chapter 24

I opened my eyes, the water pressure made it difficult to open my eyelids, but the feeling of not being able to breathe made me want to see where I was. So, I forced my eyes open.

Sure enough, the water kept washing over my eyeballs, I felt very astringent, and a cool feeling filled my brain.

I wanted to speak, opened my mouth, but couldn’t make a sound at all, I could only let the water rush into my throat in a barbaric and unreasonable way.

The feeling of suffocation struck again, my nose, eyes, and mouth were all taking in water, and I felt like I was going to die.

I then realized that I was in the water, and still sinking. A string of bubbles floated from my mouth and then rose.

I saw ripples spreading layer by layer, the bright moonlight transformed into circles of water waves, becoming a crescent moon, the glaring light made me feel dazzling.

Ah, not just my bubbles, I saw many, many more strings of bubbles, following mine, rushing upwards together.

I tilted my head and saw that everywhere were things like me, like bags of garbage, being thrown into the water, sinking to the bottom.

Song Yang turned out all the cases involving Jiang Ge and checked them. In the last column of the confession, there was a strange passage.

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[Please go to the source webpage to read, the following content is automatically replaced to prevent crawling] you──I, big──small, more──less, up──down, left──right….

And these inexplicable words connected.

Turned out to be—

Song Yang read it and his scalp tingled.

Underwater?

Corpses?

‘Feels a bit weird!’

Because Jiang Ge lived with her deceased brother when she was eight years old, she was judged to be mentally abnormal, although she had been treated.

However, the investigators were not too reassured about many of her confessions.

This can be seen from the bizarre cases pieced together from these fragments.

If they really cared about the woman, they wouldn’t have ignored these strange words related to the case.

‘Perhaps, the investigators at the time didn’t treat her as an abnormal person, but as a mental patient.’

No one would believe what a former mental patient said.

Song Yang looked through it again, wanting to see if he had overlooked anything, searching around.

He really found it.

Not at the end, but in the middle of the file.

There was a strange statement from Jiang Ge.

[Kang County will not perish in twenty years.]

[I am from the future, you must stop Chen Feng’s experiment.]

[Believe you, stop Chen Feng.]

[Believe me, believe me!]

Song Yang narrowed his eyes, and a chill went through his heart again.

This confession came from the second case, mixed among other words.

However, it could be seen that the two investigators at the time were also in a relatively agitated mood because the writing was very scribbled.

So, the investigators at the time must have heard it, but didn’t take it seriously.

‘From the future? Is that possible?’

Song Yang frowned slightly.

When the second case happened, it was when she was thirteen years old, and the twenty years she spoke of then…

Song Yang calculated carefully.

‘Isn’t that next year?’

He was frightened and was about to get up and tell Yu Yang about this discovery, but suddenly stopped.

Although he trusted Yu Yang, this was, after all, a confession from more than ten years ago, and if he didn’t find enough evidence, relying only on ‘deduction and suspicion’ would obviously not convince him.

After thinking about it, he didn’t contact Yu Yang.

He wanted to wait until he found solid evidence before notifying Yu Yang to help.

After lunch and a rest, Song Yang put on his equipment and went out on patrol.

Nothing happened all morning, and Song Yang was disinterested, but he was still conscientious.

Until he was about to get off work.

The reporter called again, straddling his electric scooter, preparing to go home, he looked at the number and hesitated, but finally answered.

But he kept emphasizing in his heart: ‘Okay, this is the last time, let’s see what earth-shattering words she has to say!’

“Are you looking for KEY? Do you know who she is?”

This sentence alone made Song Yang stop on the spot, his brow furrowed.

‘What does this mean? This woman knows KEY?’

The murderer who killed the professor, in Song Yang’s ‘Screening’, he had seen through the ten seconds before death, that the murderer in the Mamian Skirt had a KEY tattoo on his wrist.

In Feng Zhizhi’s scalp and the professor’s survival information, there was also KEY’s existence.

Song Yang was very clear that finding the person with the ‘KEY’ tattooed on their wrist was the murderer.

But he hadn’t told the reporter this.

And now she suddenly mentioned it.

Song Yang suspected that this woman was problematic.

‘Could it really be from the future?’

“What are you talking about? I don’t understand.” Song Yang wanted to trick her.

“Song Yang, you understand.” A chuckle came from the woman, with a hint of cunning in her laughter.

“I don’t understand. What KEY?”

“Since you’re deliberately pretending to be stupid, then I’ll explain it to you.” She said, “The person I filmed in the video who killed the professor, wearing a Mamian Skirt and a Spirit Medium Mask, has a KEY tattoo on their wrist, she is the murderer.”

“How do you know about KEY?” Song Yang stopped pretending to be stupid and asked directly.

“There are too many things I know.” Jiang Ge’s voice suddenly became ethereal, “The premise is, Song Yang, you must believe what I say.”

“Believe you? Jiang Ge, my actions make it impossible for you to believe me.” Song Yang said, “If you want to believe me, I must produce concrete and feasible evidence to prove that I am right.”

“Okay.” Jiang Ge was exceptionally straightforward: “Aren’t you looking for KEY? Her name is Feng Zhizhi, a student at County No. 1 High School, she is the one who killed the professor.”

“Nonsense.” Song Yang retorted: “Feng Zhizhi is the professor’s daughter, they died together, how could she kill her own father?”

“Your thinking hasn’t diverged at all.” The woman shook her head: “Firstly, does the father-daughter relationship preclude the possibility of murder? Haven’t you seen it in the news?”

“Secondly, it’s true that it wasn’t the current Feng Zhizhi who killed the professor, but the Feng Zhizhi from the future who killed him.”

“The future Feng Zhizhi? What do you mean? Jiang Ge, I’m understanding you less and less now.” Song Yang asked knowingly.

It was also time for Jiang Ge to reveal it: “No, Song Yang, I understand, I understand everything, I’m just not sure yet.”

She continued: “You continue to investigate, anyway, I’ve given you the final result, you can just verify it.”

With that, she hung up the phone.

Song Yang clicked his tongue and frowned.

For a moment, he really didn’t know whether to believe this woman’s words.

After all, this woman had a previous example of slandering Officer Yu.

Shaking his head, Song Yang rode his electric scooter back to his rented room, pushed open the door, and, thinking the boy was there, found that Mu Wanqing was not.

He was stunned for a moment, then muttered to himself: “Song Yang, you are a five-good youth, don’t think about those things, she’s still a minor.”

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