I Asked You To Simulate A Crime, And You Pulled Off The Perfect Crime? - Chapter 156

In an instant, every viewer understood what Chen Shu had done. He hadn’t swapped blood, he had swapped the entire body!

Soon, a trending topic shot up the charts: “#Yamamoto Sakura: Everything Below the Neck Is Su Xiaoxiao.”

The phrase was bizarre and cryptic.

Many casual netizens couldn’t make sense of it, until they clicked in and saw the blown-up images of Sakura’s neck and the rather explicit “Wife Photo Collection” of Liang Wei. Only then did they realize what it meant.

“What the hell? Is this variety show really this twisted?”

“I thought ‘everything below the neck is Su Xiaoxiao’ was some poetic phrase, turns out it’s this? At night? Damn, my toes curled in fear!”

“This is actually a great idea. I’ve been married to my wife for twenty years. Honestly, I’m getting tired of her. She’s sleeping right next to me now. Time to find a way to swap her body… Any recommendations? Oops sorry just joking ha ha breaking the law ha ha O(∩_∩)O ha ha~”

“Hey upstairs, your message turned into gibberish, did your wife see that and beat the crap out of you?”

“Sis-in-law, go easy on him, big bro’s just kidding.”

Inside the director’s room. Zhang Sheng watched the live broadcast, completely stunned.

He had imagined many possibilities, maybe Chen Shu had snuck into the crime scene when the police weren’t looking and tampered with the blood; maybe he had secretly swapped the blood traces while hiding the shovel.

But this? He never saw this coming. He swapped the bodies!

Suddenly, everything made sense. Qin Min’s forensic report wasn’t wrong, it was analyzing the blood of Su Xiaoxiao and Sakura. Of course they didn’t match, it would’ve been bizarre if they did.

Ring, ring. His phone rang. Zhang Sheng answered. “Hello, Director. What should we do now?”

Wu Hong said, “Trust Mr. Yamamoto. If he figured out this truth, it proves he’s truly sharp. He will surely uncover new clues to pin on Chen Shu!”

“Yes, yes, you’re right,” Zhang Sheng agreed. “Even Wang Zheng and the others didn’t catch this, but Mr. Yamamoto personally went to the morgue. Clearly, he was prepared for this.”

Wu Hong replied, “Mm. Watch Mr. Yamamoto’s performance tonight.”

“Got it!” After hanging up, Zhang Sheng focused his gaze back on the live feed.

Inside the morgue, Yamamoto Yuu took out his phone and called Qin Min. “Hello? Forensic Qin, don’t cremate Su Xiaoxiao’s body just yet.”

Qin Min’s voice came through. “Ah, Mr. Yamamoto, but the body has already been sent for cremation.”

Yamamoto Yuu cursed angrily. “Why so hasty? Couldn’t you wait a little longer?”

Qin Min snapped back, “Excuse me, Mr. Yamamoto, but what do you mean? Back then, Chen Shu objected to cremating her. You were the one constantly complaining that the body disgusted you. And now you want us to hold off? Are you serious?”

At these words, Yamamoto Yuu shuddered. His mind went back to that day. He had stood there, staring at Su Xiaoxiao’s upper body, her chest hollowed out, bloodied, like a gaping hole. 

Right in front of everyone, he’d mocked that corpse as disgusting. He’d scorned Su Xiaoxiao’s loose ways in life, suggesting it was why Liang Wei had chosen her upper body for his wife.

He’d looked at that broken body… and felt the urge to vomit. But now, the words he’d spoken, the mockery came back like a boomerang, striking him straight in the heart.

He’d insulted his own daughter. He’d ridiculed his own child.

“Chen… Chen Shu…” Yamamoto Yuu swallowed hard, his whole body trembling. His eyes, dazed and bewildered, turned toward the figure standing by the door. He asked in a hoarse voice, “You… you did this on purpose, didn’t you? You deliberately let my daughter be exposed like that, made her the butt of everyone’s jokes?”

Chen Shu shrugged. “Mr. Yamamoto, I don’t understand what you mean. If you came here just to chat, then please turn off the recorder in your pocket first.”

Through the dark fabric of Yamamoto Yuu’s suit, Chen Shu’s sharp eyes had already spotted the faint gleam of the hidden device.

“So meticulous!”

“Chen the dog is so meticulous!”

“Such a cunning dog!”

“I thought Chen Shu was going to explode in rage, but no, he’s still this calm.”

“If I were Chen Shu, I’d be spitting venom by now.”

“Damn, he’s amazing. Think about it, Yamamoto Yuu figured out the truth, but he’s pretending to be devastated, broken, crushed, just to make Chen Shu drop his guard, to get him talking, to catch him slipping! So crafty!”

“The old bastard’s a schemer too!”

Yamamoto Yuu pulled the recorder from his pocket and turned it off.

He looked at Chen Shu again and asked, “So… back then, when you saw me insulting ‘Su Xiaoxiao’s upper body,’ you deliberately got angry, deliberately argued with me, just to make me keep insulting my own daughter? Chen Shu… oh, Chen Shu… you acted so well. I really did pour all my grief and rage over my daughter’s death onto your sister.”

“I never imagined… I’d be hoisted by my own petard. Chen Shu, you acted perfectly. Perfectly!”

“Heh,” Chen Shu chuckled softly and said, “Mr. Yamamoto, we have an old saying, ‘To destroy someone, you must first let them run wild.’ You certainly enjoyed yourself back then.”

“So, tell me… Is your daughter’s body still disgusting to you? Was your daughter such a wanton woman in life?”

Chen Shu’s tone suddenly darkened, as if speaking on behalf of his wronged sister. He barked, “I warned you to watch your mouth, to show respect for the dead. But what did you do? You brought this on yourself. A father, calling his own daughter disgusting… Hahaha, you really opened my eyes.”

“Shut up!” Yamamoto Yuu roared, pointing at Chen Shu. “Don’t think this means you’ll get away with it!”

Chen Shu spread his hands. “Even if you know the truth, so what? Dismembering your daughter’s body wasn’t necessarily my doing. What if Liang Wei thought your daughter’s upper body was the perfect fit for his wife? The dead can’t speak. You people, you’ve got no witnesses!”

“Besides, I drained all the blood from your daughter’s brain when I extracted her bone marrow. Unless you can prove the blood on that shovel came from your daughter!”

“That’s your only shot at sending me to prison! But she’s gone. You saw it yourself, she was stitched together as Liang Wei’s wife, fell from that building with him, smashed to pieces. And in the end, you thought she was disgusting and burned her to ashes.”

Chen Shu covered his face with one hand, his shoulders shaking as he laughed by the morgue door. His laughter echoed far and wide, through the cold, silent corridors of Haicheng Central Hospital.

Suddenly, Yamamoto Yuu’s expression shifted. A thought sparked in his mind from Chen Shu’s words. He shoved Chen Shu aside and bolted out of the morgue.