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Su Jin'er opened her eyes, still in the dark corridor. She blinked, finding her earlier thoughts amusing; she had actually thought she had become an immortal.
She stood up and continued walking forward. The feeling of fear had dissipated, replaced only by exhaustion, both mental and physical. When she began to doubt Li Jing, she felt it was merely her own suspicion, so she didn't investigate Li Jing further. But now that she thought about it, it was indeed strange. When Li Jing first appeared, she had believed her without any doubts. Looking back now, it sent chills down her spine; if Killer was Li Jing, perhaps she and Linyuan would have already met with disaster.
Furrowing her brows, she pondered: if Chu Bufan was indeed Killer, why didn’t he just kill her outright? Back in that village, she remembered him saying that the best way to torment Chu Feifan was to torment those around him. What kind of hatred could turn brothers against each other?
Su Jin'er took a deep breath as a heavy black iron door appeared before her. The door was covered in rust. She touched it and brought her hand to her nose, detecting a faint metallic smell. She wrinkled her nose in disgust as images from movies flashed through her mind—scenes of murderers with blood splattered everywhere. She waved her hand dismissively as if trying to chase away the bloody images.
With determination, she pushed open the iron door.
Creak—
A damp smell rushed toward her, mingled with dust. She instinctively stepped back a few paces, fanning the air with her hand.
"You've come!"
An old voice suddenly echoed.
Su Jin'er jumped in surprise and looked into the room beyond the iron door. It was a square chamber with candles lit in each corner. She squinted but saw no figures inside.
"Who are you?"
"Have you forgotten me?"
It was still that old voice.
"Grandpa Liu?"
"Hehe," he chuckled, followed by a fit of intense coughing. She could clearly hear his heavy breathing due to the cough, and she could even imagine him bending over.
"It seems you remember me! Although we've only met twice, I have a deep impression of you. I know very well that you were saddened by my sudden death, which is why I didn't kill you."
"Was the mage in that village you?" Su Jin'er bit her lip.
"Yes, it was me. What? You thought it was Chu Feifan?"
"At first, I did think it was him, but his leg is disabled."
"Tell me, child, how much do you really know?"
"If all of this was done by you, then my assumptions were wrong. Tell me, this wasn't your doing," Su Jin'er asked skeptically. How could the kind Grandpa Liu possibly be a killer?
"Actually, you suspected it long ago when Xiaojing took you to see my corpse, right?"
Su Jin'er bit her lip tightly. She had her suspicions; although she had only seen Grandpa Liu twice, she did notice some strange things when she saw the corpse that day. She remembered that Grandpa Liu's lips were purple when he died, but she didn't find that when looking at his body.
"I don't know if you've heard of a death-simulating drug," he continued without waiting for Su Jin'er to respond. "That day I knew you would come to see me, so before you arrived, I took the drug. For a certain period of time, I would have no breath or heartbeat. However, modern medicine is advanced; if someone were to check, they would definitely find out. So someone had to help me conceal this, and that person was Li Jing."
"Just as I thought! In fact, you have a heart condition. That day your heart condition happened to act up, but you hid it well. We were all focused on finding Zhang Junsheng, so we didn't notice your condition. You quickly took your medication, and just as the death-simulating drug took effect, your lips turned purple when you 'died.' Also, when I went to see your body, I noticed there was no dissection done on it. I found that very strange, and Li Jing actually told me you died from heart disease. At that moment, I thought it was odd but didn't expect it would be due to a death-simulating drug." She paused and continued, "In fact, Li Jing is not really Li Jing; she is your granddaughter but not biologically related to you, right?"
Grandpa Liu was taken aback; he hadn't expected her to know even this: "How did you find out?"
"At first, I thought the killer was Chu Bufan and that Li Jing acted this way because she fell in love with him—he said so himself. But I always felt things weren't that simple. Li Jing could hide her identity as a non-police officer so well; how could she make such a mistake today? Moreover, that day in the village, she deliberately spoke in a confusing manner to make us suspect Chu Bufan instead. Grandpa Liu, tell me what all of this is for?"
"For what? Do you know who caused me to become like this today? Do you know what my original identity was?"
"You have always targeted Chu Feifan, so you have a grudge against the Chu Family, and this person is Chu Feifan's father, right?"
"You are very clever; what you said is correct. I used to be the butler of the Chu Family. Whether they were in decline or wealthy, I willingly worked for them. However, Chuxiong is too despicable. To drive me away, he falsely accused me and made me serve ten years in prison. I hate him, so I want revenge!"
"So, you killed someone and framed Chu Bufan, making him suffer the same fate you did, then broke his legs to threaten him into working for you, right?"
The room fell silent; he did not respond.
"But unexpectedly for you, he actually let us go. I always felt that our escape that day was too smooth; we didn't even see anyone chasing us. Instead, we ran into Li Jing and Li Yiqian on the way. This was all arranged by you. You had Li Jing find Li Yiqian and bring her along to look for us because Li Yiqian likes Chu Bufan, so she had to do this, even going so far as to kill her own sister and Li Ran. You are truly ruthless!"
"Hmph! Li Yiqian should thank me. If it weren't for me, how could she possibly be with Chu Bufan? How could she have smoothly killed her sister? Do you think I forced her to kill her sister? She did it willingly; people are selfish, and she is even more so."
"Grandpa Liu, I once thought you were a kind old man. I even wished I could be your granddaughter, but now you disappoint me!" Tears streamed down her cheeks and into her mouth, bitter and astringent.
At that moment, a door suddenly opened on the wall opposite Su Jin'er. Li Jing slowly pushed Grandpa Liu out. Li Jing's expression was calm, but Su Jin'er could see her body trembling.
"Do you really wish to be my granddaughter?"
"Yes!"
Su Jin'er answered without hesitation.
"Then come here and stand in front of me; only then will I believe that what you said is true."
Su Jin'er paused: "I still have one question that needs answering: why don't you kill Chu Feifan?"
Grandpa Liu sighed and then said, "Feifan is a good child. I remember when he was young; he was often bullied. Every time his brother would stand up for him. Even when he was wronged, he would say nothing and often lay on my lap crying for a while before feeling better. He was very obedient; every time he saw me, he would smile happily and call me grandpa. I clearly remember how heartbroken I felt when the police took me away and he cried."
"So when you found out he liked me, you let Chu Bufan use such despicable means to get me?" Thinking back to that day, she felt her face flush.
"Heh! You really know quite a bit, don't you?"
"Why did you kill Zhang Junsheng?"
"If I said I didn't kill him, would you believe me?"
"Yes!" She answered without hesitation, and her response surprised both Li Jing and Grandpa Liu.
"Alright, since you trust me so much, I'll tell you that I didn't kill Zhang Junsheng. I also don't know the situation with Du Xiaonan. Xu Mengguang and Zhang Yang were killed by me. The one who knocked you out was indeed Li Yiqian. Oh, and about Wu Nannan, her death was not an accident. I know you're curious about everything, but some things you need to let go of; otherwise, you might lose your life!"
After Grandpa Liu finished speaking, he quietly looked at Su Jin'er.
She didn't understand what Grandpa Liu's words meant, but for some reason, she was willing to believe that those people were not killed by him.
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