The Genius Female Forensic Pathologist, The Psychological Anatomist-Chapter 221

Lin Qianyan learned to speak at the age of six, but long before that, he had learned to think and had already realized that his parents did not love him.

Because of his delayed language development and introverted personality, therapists had early on labeled him as autistic.

After learning to speak, Lin Qianyan still rarely spoke, because he disliked language and despised talking to the foolish people around him.

They always spoke to him in cutesy, childish ways, using baby words and silly tones. Lin Qianyan had no interest in responding to them.

He continued to pretend to be autistic, so he could avoid going to school and dealing with these stupid people.

His annoying father had passed away when he was very young, and his mother, Jiang Yun, occasionally visited him, but she was often impatient and showed visible disgust on her face.

Jiang Yun believed he was autistic and couldn’t interpret her expressions.

But autistic people aren’t idiots, and besides, he wasn’t autistic—he was a genius.

It was his cousin, Jiang Yinian, who told him he was a genius.

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When Lin Qianyan was ten, Jiang Yinian’s company ran into trouble and he needed a lot of money. At first, Jiang Yun refused to invest, but Jiang Yinian convinced her by proposing a project for autistic treatment.

After that, Jiang Yun would bring Jiang Yinian with her whenever she visited Lin Qianyan. Jiang Yun admired him, and they often discussed various matters, with Jiang Yun occasionally showing approval.

Lin Qianyan grew furious. This sudden cousin had stolen the little attention Jiang Yun had previously given him.

Lin Qianyan decided to get revenge.

He slipped a blade into Jiang Yinian’s shoe when no one was looking, planning for Jiang Yinian to get cut and bleed all over his feet when he changed back into his own shoes.

Lin Qianyan enjoyed gore and violence, the sight of broken, dismembered bodies. These motifs frequently appeared in his drawings.

“Lin Qianyan, what are you doing?”

Just as Lin Qianyan placed the blade, he saw Jiang Yinian standing behind him.

Jiang Yinian glanced at the shoe in his hand. “Lin Qianyan, one can do bad things, but they must not get caught. Otherwise, it’s a foolish crime.”

Lin Qianyan glared at him. “So what if I get caught? My mother can smooth things over for me. Even if I killed you, I wouldn’t be punished. I’m a kid, autistic. The law can’t touch me.”

“I could also kill you. As long as no one knows it was me, I won’t be punished either.”

Lin Qianyan backed away in fear.

Jiang Yinian seemed to understand what was causing his anger. “Lin Qianyan, don’t worry. I won’t take your mother’s love away from you.”

“You’re the kind of son she wanted. But it doesn’t matter. I don’t need her love. I just don’t like you coming here. I hate you.”

“She treats me well because I have value. This world works that way. There’s no such thing as unconditional love. If you want her to love you, you need to show her your value.”

“I have no value.”

“No, Lin Qianyan, you’re a genius. Your life will be very valuable.”

This was the first time Lin Qianyan had ever been affirmed. The person his mother called a genius told him he was one too.

Lin Qianyan was puzzled. “Why are you telling me this?”

Jiang Yinian didn’t answer.

“Because I’m valuable to you, right?”

Lin Qianyan always felt that Jiang Yinian was looking at someone else through him. Jiang Yinian was kind to him because he was using Lin Qianyan as a substitute.

Lin Qianyan soon found out who that person might be: Mu Mian.

During the New Year, Lin Qianyan was taken back to the family home. It was crowded with relatives who had all come together. They all looked at him with disdain, as if he were an idiot. Lin Qianyan ignored them, because in his eyes, they were the fools.

They were slaves to money. Cousin Jiang Yinian told him that once he inherited the Lin Family fortune, these people would become his slaves too.

Lin Qianyan felt sleepy and wanted to go to bed. But there was no room or bed for him in this house. He climbed into Jiang Yun’s wardrobe and decided to sleep there.

Inside the wardrobe, he discovered a hidden drawer. He pulled it open and felt a hard box inside, an old biscuit tin.

When he opened it, he found a stack of photos.

One of the photos showed Jiang Yun holding a baby, smiling happily. The back of the photo had a date and address—this baby wasn’t him.

His mother had another child.

His mother had loved another child.

What value could a baby have? But his mother had smiled at her and lovingly touched her. So unconditional love did exist, just not for him.

Lin Qianyan’s world shattered. All the excuses he had made for Jiang Yun became a joke. Jiang Yun wasn’t incapable of love—she just didn’t love Lin Qianyan.

He was a substitute for Mu Mian, an imperfect tool for inheriting the Lin Family estate.

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“Mu Mian. She’s your mother’s child from her previous marriage.”

“Where is she now?”

“Why do you want to find her?”

“To kill her!”

Jiang Yinian warned, “Lin Qianyan, you must not hurt her.”

“Do you love her too? Why does everyone love her? I’ll kill her, chop her up, and throw her into the sea so you’ll never find her!”

At this moment, Lin Qianyan was consumed by anger. It turned out that in Jiang Yinian’s heart, he was just an imperfect substitute too.

“I don’t love Mu Mian, but I love Shen Xiyin. Mu Mian is important to Shen Xiyin, so I won’t allow you to hurt her.”

Lin Qianyan was surprised. He had thought Jiang Yinian was cold and indifferent to everyone. Why would someone like him love someone?

“Lin Qianyan, I was once like you, with no friends. Shen Xiyin was willing to be my friend. She taught me how to get along with the world and showed me what love is. Sadly, her love wasn’t meant for me.”

Lin Qianyan said, “Why don’t you imprison her? Then you’d have her, wouldn’t you?”

“But she wouldn’t be happy. I want her to be happy, even if that means losing her.” Jiang Yinian spoke softly.

Lin Qianyan found Jiang Yinian’s reasoning illogical and foolish. But Jiang Yinian seemed a bit sad at the moment, so he relented, “Fine, I promise you, I won’t kill Mu Mian.”

“Lin Qianyan, do you want to have friends? I can help you.”

“No!”

“Why not?”

“I don’t want to be friends with stupid people. They’re not worthy.”

At Jiang Yinian’s suggestion, Jiang Yun often took him to meet other autistic children, hoping he could befriend them.

Lin Qianyan hated them, as they were even more foolish than normal people.

But Yuanyuan was an exception.

Yuanyuan was also foolish, but he would give Lin Qianyan handmade gifts, ugly though they were, it was the first time someone had ever made him a present.

Lin Qianyan had received many expensive toys before, things he could buy himself with his own money. They weren’t special at all. He hated those gifts.

He didn’t need friends, so he decided Yuanyuan would be his toy, to keep him company in this house. But Yuanyuan refused, wanting to stay with his headmaster mother.

As Lin Qianyan spent more time with Jiang Yinian, he grew even more resentful of his mother. He proposed to Jiang Yinian many times that they kill Jiang Yun. That way, he and Jiang Yinian could take over the entire Lin Family fortune.

With that money, they could do anything they wanted.

He could even abduct Yuanyuan to be his toy.

“Lin Qianyan, you must not kill your mother.” Jiang Yinian rejected his proposal.

“Why not? I don’t need her. She has no value. Why can’t I kill her?”

“Because you’ll regret it.”

That didn’t matter! Later, Li Min persuaded him and Yuanyuan to kill someone. Lin Qianyan was thrilled, acting alongside Li Min while getting Yuanyuan to kill his headmaster mother.

Yuanyuan fell apart, but Lin Qianyan felt even happier. The world didn’t need mothers. Yuanyuan didn’t need one, and neither did he. So he killed Jiang Yun himself.

The knife stabbed into Jiang Yun’s heart again and again, and blood splattered onto his face. But he didn’t feel sad or afraid.

It should have happened long ago. Without this woman, he could live with Jiang Yinian, and he’d have a new family.

Jiang Yinian was the only family member he could accept.

However, when Jiang Yinian learned what he had done, he was extremely angry. "Lin Qianyan, she is also my relative."

Lin Qianyan didn't quite understand Jiang Yinian's reaction. "Aren't you supposed to be happy? All of the Lin Family's wealth is yours, you've gained so much money. You already have me as a relative, what more do you need? Why not kidnap Mu Mian as well? She's my mother's daughter and also our relative."

Lin Qianyan thought, Mu Mian could barely qualify as a decent relative.

Jiang Yinian didn't respond to him. To punish him, Jiang Yinian still had him stay in that mansion, where he remained alone and desolate.

Was he wrong?

No, Jiang Yinian was the one in the wrong. He shouldn't let emotions sway his rationality, as that would make him foolish.

His prediction turned out to be correct. Jiang Yinian, for the sake of his love, had done something even more foolish.

"Jiang Yinian, she doesn't love you. By doing this, you'll die." Lin Qianyan tried to stop his plan.

"People always die, it's an unchangeable law of nature. But a person's thoughts can continue forever, achieving immortality."

Why must people die? Couldn't they just live indefinitely? Those who have no value should die early.

"Jiang Yinian, I understand now. I am a continuation of your life. I will help you accomplish everything you haven't finished."

Jiang Yinian gave him a smile. "But I don't need you to inherit my legacy. Shen Xiyin said that everything I've done is wrong. So let it end here. Lin Qianyan, your life belongs to yourself."

"But the reason you treat me well is because you thought I would be a qualified heir, isn't it?" Lin Qianyan knew that Jiang Yinian didn't see him as a relative; he merely needed an heir, and Lin Qianyan just happened to meet the criteria.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianyan couldn't help but envy Mu Mian. She had so much love, while he had none.

This felt so unfair.

But the world is unfair. If you want something, you have to fight for it and seize it, not just wait for fate's gifts.

If Jiang Yinian had imprisoned Shen Xiyin, he would have already possessed love.

"Lin Qianyan, I treat you well because you remind me of my younger self. But back then, I wasn't so fortunate. Before meeting Shen Xiyin, my world consisted only of myself."

Lin Qianyan stared at him with wide eyes, tears slowly welling up in his eyes.

So, he wasn't a substitute for Mu Mian, nor was he just an heir. In Jiang Yinian's heart, he was also a relative.

"Lin Qianyan, when you fall in love with someone, you'll understand the decision I've made today."

"But I will never fall in love with anyone," Lin Qianyan retorted.

"Then you're both lucky and unlucky."

"Jiang Yinian, will I ever see you again?"

"Lin Qianyan, goodbye!"

Later, Jiang Yinian passed away. Lin Qianyan looked at the body inside the cryogenic chamber and spoke firmly: "Jiang Yinian, we will meet again!"