It was just that the next few days on his timeline were spent in the detention center, and no useful illustrations could be seen. Shen Yuanye slid down in disappointment, and finally came to the death video.
The cover of the death video showed a corpse covered with garbage.
Shen Yuanye also guessed that it should be Lin Jingsong who was covered under all that trash. After all, this kind of death video could only show the owner of the Weibo account himself, and it was impossible for someone else to appear suddenly.
She hit play.
Soon, darkness appeared before her eyes.
With the sound of music in her ears and the fragrance in the car, Shen Yuanye could see Lin Jinsong driving the car as he stopped at a certain place ten seconds later.
It was night outside, so it was relatively dark here, however Lin Jinsong’s face was faintly visible.
The place where he parked was an alley.
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At this moment, the scene suddenly changed in front of him.
Shen Yuanye finally saw the figure.
From half of the silhouette, it could be seen that it was a woman with a plump figure. Despite that, she moved very quickly, directly stabbing Lin Jinsong’s stomach with a knife.
Lin Jinsong obviously didn’t expect it, and soon reached out his hand and twisted the woman’s hand.
Shen Yuanye heard a muffled groan, followed by another stabbing sound. This time the stab was directly into the side of the neck, which made Lin Jinsong lose his mobility.
Blood gushed from his neck and spurted all over the place.
The scene was so bloody and gruesome that it was hard to look directly at it, and Shen Yuanye almost vomited.
In particular, she could still smell blood and hear the sound of a knife entering his body, as if she had personally experienced the scene of someone killing someone in front of her.
This kind of immersion was too much a test for her.
Lin Jinsong clutched his wound and widened his eyes in disbelief.
The woman standing opposite of him merged back into the darkness again, panting and cursing him: “Sooner or later, you will die.”
The volume of the voice was low, but it sounded pleasant.
Shen Yuanye had never heard this voice before, and couldn’t tell who it was.
The wound on the neck was a fatal one. Lin Jinsong had lost his mobility, and there was still a knife in his stomach.
The woman stood up, stretched out a foot from the darkness, wearing exquisite high-heeled shoes, stepped on Lin Jinsong’s stomach, and rubbed in the stiletto heel vigorously.
The soft pleasant voice sounded again, “You actually wanted to do something you shouldn’t do to me.”
Lin Jinsong collapsed to the ground, his eyes staring blankly into the darkness. He was unable to say a complete sentence, and he was only able to utter the word “you.”
Then, the high heels were removed.
There was a slight sound of footsteps leaving from the side, continuing to a long distance, and then disappearing.
Suddenly it started to drizzle again, and Lin Jinsong just laid on the cold ground, with his blood draining out of his body.
He made one last struggle to get up, pulled out his phone from his pocket, but it slipped from his weak hands and hit the ground. The trash bin next to him was knocked over by him, and the garbage in it dumped out onto the ground and him.
Soon, his face was covered in trash.
The last thing Shen Yuanye saw was the rain that started to get heavier.
After the darkness passed, she opened her eyes. She was still on the sofa with a phone in her hand, and the death video on it showed that it had finished playing.
Not long after, all the pages disappeared and became Weibo pages.
Staring at the gray content, Shen Yuanye’s heart skipped a beat.
The woman who killed Lin Jinsong seemed to be the one in the picture on one of the Weibo posts she saw earlier.
The result of a rough guess should be that this woman came to Lin Jinsong and wanted him to kill himself. However Lin Jinsong still had malicious thoughts and wanted to do something he shouldn’t do to her, so she resorted to killing him herself.
But judging from the content of the video, the woman should have wanted to kill him for a long time.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have chosen such an alley and carried a knife on her. It was obvious that for her identity, it was impossible to carry a knife on her body everywhere.
Lin Jinsong suffered a huge loss and died in the opponent’s hands.
Shen Yuanye felt that everything suddenly became clear.
As long as the identity of this woman was found out, everything should be solved easily. Whether it was her alone or someone else partook in the murder too, there would be a solid result.
The only pity was that the woman’s face could not be seen.
Shen Yuanye decided to search up the Wen family on the Internet. This kind of wealthy and distinguished family was usually followed by many news media channels. Any trivial matter about their daughters and sons would be reported.
Maybe this woman would be in one of the reports, and she just had to compare the photos.
Look up your assistant, LYY!