I Asked You To Simulate A Crime, And You Pulled Off The Perfect Crime? - Chapter 157

The moment Yamamoto Yuu rushed out of the morgue, the livestream viewers filled the chat with confusion.

“What’s the old bastard up to? Why is he running?”

“Don’t tell me he thinks Chen Shu’s going to kill him?”

“What a joke. If Chen Shu killed him in the hospital, he might as well sign his own death warrant. There’s no need for that at all.”

“Exactly. Yamamoto Yuu already notified Wang Zheng just now, he’s on his way here. Even if Chen Shu lost his mind, he wouldn’t make a move now and let Wang Zheng catch him red-handed. This time, there’s no Su Xiaoxiao to take the fall for him.”

“Then where is Yamamoto Yuu running to?”

Under the watchful eyes of the audience, Yamamoto Yuu sprinted down the first-floor corridor. Then he turned sharply into the stairwell, heading towards the back of the hospital.

In the overgrown field, he arrived at the spot where Liang Wei had jumped from the building with his wife in his arms. It was the concrete ground near the hospital building, directly connected to the grassy area.

Faint signs of cleaning could still be seen on the concrete, traces left behind after the police cleared away the blood from the scene where Liang Wei’s body had shattered.

Likewise, the woman in his arms, his “wife” had been smashed into pieces upon impact. The body that had already been stitched together… was torn apart once again.

“Blood… blood…” Yamamoto Yuu dropped to the ground, carefully inspecting the border where the concrete met the dirt and grass.

“My daughter’s upper body landed here. Her chest was cut open, bleeding heavily. There must still be some of her blood left in the soil and grass that the cleaning crew missed!”

His entire body tensed. This was his last hope. By now, the body swap between Su Xiaoxiao and Yamamoto Sakura was an undeniable fact.

Of course, they had no solid proof that Chen Shu was behind the swap, but Liang Wei’s wife’s upper body was definitely Sakura’s. She had bled here. Maybe even fragments of her skin and tissue remained.

If he could find them… and if the blood matched the sample from the crime scene shovel, Chen Shu would be finished.

“Haha, Chen Shu… your words just gave me inspiration! My daughter’s body was smashed to pieces right here!”

“There’s definitely traces of her left!”

His hands shook with excitement. His muttering filled the livestream chat with realization.

“Sharp. The old bastard actually figured something out.”

“Damn… Chen Shu slipped up. His words gave Yamamoto Yuu this idea.”

“He’s right. Yamamoto Sakura was the upper half of Liang Wei’s wife. Liang Wei jumped to his death right here with her in his arms. When they hit the ground, that stitched-together body must’ve scattered. The police cleaned the concrete, but there’s no way they got every trace out of the grass and dirt!”

“God… is fate really going to end Chen Shu? Why didn’t it rain to wash everything away?”

The chat buzzed with heated discussion, this was their one chance. As soon as Wang Zheng and the others checked the morgue, they would realize the bodies had been swapped, Sakura and Su Xiaoxiao.

And with Yamamoto Yuu’s discovery, they could confirm that Liang Wei’s wife’s upper body had indeed been Sakura’s! If they found matching blood here… and if it matched the blood on the crime scene shovel… the case would be overturned!

Chen Shu wouldn’t escape justice this time. The audience marveled Yamamoto Yuu had found the only loophole.

In the director’s room, Zhang Sheng jumped up from his seat.

He quickly dialed Wu Hong’s number. “Old Wu, you were right, Mr. Yamamoto really came prepared. Damn, he found the key to overturn the case. Amazing!”

“Hey now, don’t open the champagne at halftime. Haven’t you learned your lesson?” Wu Hong reminded him with a chuckle. Then the sound of him instructing his young secretary came through the phone, “Xiao Li, open a bottle of Lafite. The ’82 one.”

In the hotel room, Liang Wei and Yamamoto Sakura sat together, laughing as they stared at the big screen.

Liang Wei said, “Sakura, your dad’s really something.”

Yamamoto Sakura smiled. “You’re the one who fell to your death so well.”

Liang Wei chuckled. “Yeah… if my death can bring Chen Shu down, I suppose it’s all been worth it.”

In the corner of the bed, Su Xiaoxiao sat curled up, hugging her knees, glaring resentfully at the two of them. After a moment, she muttered, “Liang the Clown… Little Baby Bun.”

“As expected, only the small and pitiful can cling together.”

Liang Wei, “?”

Yamamoto Sakura, “?”

Back at the hospital, in the grassy field. Yamamoto Yuu crawled carefully on the ground, pulling apart the grass.

Finally, he grinned. Not far from where Liang Wei had died, beneath a clump of grass, the muddy yellow soil was stained dark with blood. And there were even tiny fragments of torn skin tissue. “Found it! Found it!”

“This spot has the most blood. My daughter’s chest was carved open, she bled as much as Liang Wei did when he fell. Maybe some of this is Liang Wei’s, but my daughter’s blood is definitely here too.”

“Haha.” With trembling hands, he carefully pulled out a pair of gloves, scooped up the blood-soaked soil, and cradled it in his palms.

Then he stood up.

Step. Step. Step. Step. At that moment, from the corridor nearby, Wang Zheng arrived with three officers. Wang Zheng called out loudly, “Mr. Yamamoto, you rushed us over, did you find something?”

Yamamoto Yuu turned, holding up the dirt. He shouted back, “Officer Wang! Su Xiaoxiao’s body was swapped with my daughter’s! In the morgue, the body you see is Su Xiaoxiao’s but Liang Wei’s wife’s upper body was my daughter’s!”

“Look here! I found blood at the spot where Liang Wei jumped, plus fragments of skin tissue! All in this dirt!”

“If the tests show my daughter’s blood is here and it matches the blood from the crime scene shovel, then Chen Shu is guilty! Haha! The only loophole in this case, and I found it!”

“Quick! Go arrest Chen Shu bef—”

BOOM. Suddenly, above the spot where Liang Wei had jumped, the old loose window ledge let out a cracking noise. Chunks of red brick came crashing down.

In the stairwell, Chen Shu calmly tossed a spool of transparent surgical suture thread into the trash bin. He slowly walked toward the grassy field. 

Upon seeing Wang Zheng, he waved with a smile. “Hey, Officer Wang. You’re here again? Next time, give me a heads-up before you drop by. I called out to you several times from the corridor earlier. Why didn’t you answer me?”

His voice echoed from the darkened stairwell. Wang Zheng shuddered, his lips trembled. Fear filled his eyes. Slowly, his gaze shifted from Yamamoto Yuu, lying in a pool of blood beneath the fallen bricks to Chen Shu.

He seemed to summon every ounce of anger and despair as he shouted helplessly, “Chen… Chen Shu… How many more people must you kill… before you’re satisfied?”

“Your sister is dead! And now you want to drag everyone else to die with her, is that it?”