Chapter 25
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There was no way Qin Ruolin would give up such a good opportunity—she was desperate to find me.
“Stop right there!” Qin Ruolin shouted, chasing after A Xing.
Panicked, I ran alongside her, yelling at Lu Zhe. “Follow her! Protect her, I’m begging you!”
Realizing the situation, Lu Zhe also started chasing after them. The two of them followed closely behind A Xing.
A Xing’s movements seemed awkward, and it was clear he was running as fast as he could. Blood was dripping down his long legs, staining the ground—a shocking sight.
His pants were short, torn, and ragged, clearly scavenged from somewhere.
I couldn’t help but wonder: if he really was part of the Li family, if the Li family truly treated him well and regarded him as a young master, how could they let him live like this—homeless and destitute?
Perhaps the Li family despised him as well.
I didn’t know what kind of environment A Xing grew up in, nor did I want to empathize with a psychopathic serial killer. No matter what he had been through, murder was still wrong.
“You’re injured?” Lu Zhe frowned, grabbing A Xing by the arm. “Where are you taking us?”
A Xing looked frightened and shook off Lu Zhe’s arm, falling to the ground before scrambling to his feet and continuing to run.
His shoes came off, revealing the soles of his feet, which were covered in horrifying scars—burn marks as if he had stepped on scorching coals.
I stared at A Xing, who stumbled and fell after every few steps, utterly shocked. What had he been through?
“What’s wrong with his feet?” Qin Ruolin asked, equally stunned as she watched A Xing struggle to get up, his scarred feet making every step seem like a journey through hell.
What was he holding on for?
“They’re burn marks,” Lu Zhe said, frowning as he approached A Xing, who had fallen again, and extended a hand.
A Xing looked at Lu Zhe but didn’t take his hand. He seemed used to being alone.
He got up by himself and continued limping forward, leaving a trail of bloody footprints on the road.
Qin Ruolin frowned. “How did his feet get burned?”
“I suspected him of being the murderer before, so I followed and investigated him,” Lu Zhe said in a low voice.
I stared at Lu Zhe in shock. He had suspected A Xing? “He is! He’s the murderer! Keep investigating him!”
“A Xing is pitiful. He grew up in an orphanage. The Li family patriarch never acknowledged him as a grandson, so they never brought him home. Maybe it’s karma. The Li patriarch’s sons and grandsons are all gone, and as an old man, he can’t carry on the family bloodline. That’s why he remembered A Xing, who was left in the orphanage.”
Lu Zhe followed A Xing, lighting a cigarette as he walked.
“I know someone who works as a servant in the Li family. They told me that after A Xing was brought to the Li family, he was resistant. He constantly tried to run away. His personality is withdrawn and strange, prone to anger, and he even hurt others. To prevent him from escaping and disgracing the Li family repeatedly, the patriarch used many methods, like breaking his legs, imprisoning him, and locking him in the basement like a wild animal, forcing him to produce an heir for the family.”
“You’re saying…” Qin Ruolin gasped, covering her mouth as she looked at the limping A Xing in shock. “His burned feet… were caused by the Li patriarch to stop him from running away?”
Lu Zhe didn’t reply, but his eyes revealed a trace of pity.
What did it matter if he was the young master of a wealthy family? To the Li patriarch, the eccentric and reclusive A Xing wasn’t even a person—he was just a tool for producing heirs.
Once he and the woman designated by the patriarch had a child, A Xing would disappear from Haicheng forever.
I followed behind Lu Zhe, my gaze complex as I looked at A Xing.
“Don’t empathize with a murderer…” My voice was hoarse. “He may be pitiful, but the women he killed are even more so.”
I didn’t know what A Xing intended by using me to lure Lu Zhe and Qin Ruolin here, nor whether he had accomplices. But with Lu Zhe around, there was at least some level of safety.
After what felt like an eternity, A Xing stumbled his way back to the abandoned orphanage.
I stared at my surroundings in shock. When I was drugged and dragged away in the old street alley, I had a vague sense that I was being taken somewhere—and it was this orphanage.
Was A Xing really about to expose the crime scene?
“What’s here?” Lu Zhe frowned, cautiously surveying the area.
A Xing ignored him and began forcefully pushing open one dormitory door after another.
There was nothing.
At first, I thought he was just pretending to be crazy, but finally, in a dilapidated dormitory on the second floor, I saw a figure in a red dress.
The back looked a lot like me—dressed in a red dress, standing there as if gazing out the window.
My breathing quickened, and my entire body trembled.
I didn’t know if that was my body.
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