Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 230 - 203: Pale Excuses

Everyone was completely absorbed in how to solve this case. He Jiarong was the only one who seemed distracted, constantly thinking about how to confront Mu Yunchu.

Everyone was startled by her sudden words, and because they were so shocked, Zhou Zhicheng didn’t immediately reprimand her.

Because of this, He Jiarong felt more confident about what she was going to say next.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could feel Wen Xu looking at her, which she savored immensely, and couldn’t help but sit up a bit straighter.

Then she said, "Since we’ve analyzed that the killer this time is a psychopath who specifically targets people with boyfriends, we just need to find a man and a woman as bait, and let him reveal himself."

Generally speaking, serial killers, apart from impulsive murders, do not commit indiscriminate killings.

They deliberately create certain ’patterns,’ carefully selecting their prey on the street.

Even if subtle, there are often similarities; it’s just a matter of whether they can be detected.

After the discussion just now, based on the identities of the two victims and investigating what they did that day, it was found that before the incident, they had just separated from their boyfriends.

This made them believe that the killer specifically targeted women alone at night. Perhaps the presence of their boyfriends even gave him some kind of trigger to commit the crime.

Though it sounds absurd, the psychopathology of the killer simply cannot be understood with a normal person’s mindset.

Especially since even Mu Yunchu mentioned needing a method to lure the person into a trap, they researched in this direction.

And thus came He Jiarong’s initial suggestion.

She suggested Mu Yunchu be the female part of the ’bait’ couple.

Making her face the psychologically abnormal killer alone at a certain probability, where danger could arise at any moment.

Zhou Zhicheng regretted leaving her in this room. How could one person cause such a big problem? He quickly glanced at Mu Yunchu beside him. But before he could speak any comforting words, Mu Yunchu suddenly laughed.

He had never seen Mu Yunchu laugh like that.

It was somewhat disdainful and scornful, an expression that simply ignored the other party.

Recalling the initial time since he met Mu Yunchu, she had always exuded a maturity beyond her age, making people often forget her real age when interacting with her.

Moreover, she usually disregarded others’ doubts and distrust most of the time.

This gave people the illusion that she lacked sharpness.

But Zhou Zhicheng always knew that the girl before him was far from being a good-tempered little rabbit, but a lurking dragon!

Mu Yunchu spoke.

She looked up at He Jiarong across from her, her gaze icy and piercing sweeping coldly over the latter, inexplicably making her feel guilty.

Expecting her to explain or find excuses to stall, He Jiarong heard her say:

"Why."

He Jiarong blinked.

"What?"

Mu Yunchu repeated, her tone even lower than before. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"I said, why should I listen to you."

He Jiarong: "Aren’t you here to help?"

"So what?"

He Jiarong felt that somehow fundamentally she was misaligned with her train of thought, "So in this situation, you should step up!"

"Don’t tell me you’re just freeloading in the police station?"

The continuous targeting had made Mu Yunchu completely lose patience; her face was cold, and the temperature around her seemed to drop significantly, "You don’t think your provocative tactics are working well, do you?"

He Jiarong blinked.

She was internally shocked.

How did she know that from the beginning, she had wanted to use provocation tactics to force her to step up?

It was as if she had completely seen through her thoughts.

"I also know the reason why the killer used drugs during the second murder was leaked from here by you."

He Jiarong: !!!

Facing Mu Yunchu’s questioning earlier, He Jiarong was guilty, but not to the extent of panic.

But the moment she said this, the situation completely changed.

He Jiarong was so terrified that she stood up, denying it without thinking, "Don’t talk nonsense here!"

Then she quickly looked at Zhou Zhicheng and Wen Xu beside her, and seeing the two looking at her suspiciously, He Jiarong panicked even more.

"I didn’t, you guys shouldn’t believe her, I really didn’t!"

If she knew what Mu Yunchu was doing, she would know how pale her defense was.

But she was now convinced that Mu Yunchu couldn’t produce evidence, so as long as she stubbornly denied, nothing would happen.

After explaining for a while, she glared at Mu Yunchu, asking why she was falsely accusing her.

Zhou Zhicheng knew very well who he should trust.

But he still had to ask clearly, "Is it true? But how did she leak it out, could it be she knows the killer?"

Seeing Zhou Zhicheng actually suspecting her, she instantly snapped: "How is that possible!"

Unfortunately, no one was listening to her explanations anymore.

Mu Yunchu crossed her arms, leaning slightly back in her chair. A simple movement somehow exuded a great sense of oppression.

"I observed you, your slightly protruded teeth, even when not speaking, you never fully close your mouth. Your earlobes are sharp and small, and you have ears that catch the wind. This all indicates you enjoy talking about trivial matters and gossiping news, enjoy spreading rumors, and most importantly you’re bad at keeping secrets."

From the moment Mu Yunchu said the first word, He Jiarong kept touching her mouth and ears, not understanding how her appearance could reveal so much.

Mu Yunchu continued, "This is just from your features."

"In terms of Eight Diagrams, your delusion and injury stars are too many and too strong, unrestrained, you like to show off, are unrestrained in speech, and will spread fantastical tales of yourself or others’ secrets to gain attention or favor."

"Thus, it can be seen you didn’t actually intend to reveal the police station’s secrets, but most likely used them as topics to talk to people around you."

He Jiarong blankly sat back in her chair.

Images of drinking and chatting with friends a few days ago flashed in her mind.

From her times in the police bureau before, she already knew many things needed confidentiality.

But because the level of confidentiality wasn’t severe back then, talking about quirky gossip didn’t bring about consequences, let alone any punishment.

But this time seemed different.

When she told these things at the drinking table, she suddenly became the center of attention.

That feeling was extremely addictive.

He Jiarong never thought that a casually told gossip would become the key element for the psychopath killer to complete his ’work.’

Nor did she expect that all of this would be pointed out by Mu Yunchu.