Seeing Crime Scenes in My Sleep

"Hello, it’s me, Jiang Li." Jiang Li looked up at Fu Lan.

A smile appeared on Fu Lan’s face. "I’ve heard so much about you, Miss Jiang. It’s an honor to finally meet you in person."

Jiang Li gave an awkward smile. "Excuse me, but is Kun Sha dead?" ’I was careful with my attack. He should be alive, right?’

"He’s not dead, just crippled. He’s in a coma now. We’ve already contacted our superiors, and they’ll send people to take Kun Sha away."

After speaking, Fu Lan saluted Jiang Li. "Miss Jiang, thank you for your help. If it weren’t for you this time, this group probably would have slipped right past us.

Without you, all our comrades’ efforts would have been in vain."

Jiang Li listened to Fu Lan’s words, a polite smile on her face. "It’s what I had to do."

’Kun Sha is being taken away again?’

Jiang Li licked her lips. "Can I go see him?"

Fu Lan nodded and led her inside. They came to a room that had been set up as a simple infirmary. Kun Sha was lying on a medical bed, his face twisted in pain even while unconscious.

Jiang Li suppressed a smile, her expression remaining neutral as she stepped forward to examine him.

Kun Sha slept restlessly, plagued by nightmares. Everything he feared assaulted him one after another. He wanted to wake up but couldn’t, forced to endure the torment over and over.

Then, a voice seemed to whisper in his ear, promising that if he answered its questions, the pain would lessen.

In his confused state, he babbled incoherently. After a long moment, he heard the sound of fingers snapping.

Immediately after, his entire body began to fall endlessly, as if into a bottomless black hole.

"No, no, don’t! Ah!"

Kun Sha whimpered, then his eyes flew open, meeting Jiang Li’s sinister gaze. Uncontrollable terror surged from the depths of his heart.

Jiang Li straightened up and stood to the side. "You’re very lucky. They’re coming to get you."

Upon hearing this, Kun Sha actually felt a sliver of relief.

Jiang Li saw the change in Kun Sha’s eyes and the corners of her mouth curved into a meaningful smile.

Kun Sha tried to move but felt nothing from his lower body. His face went deathly pale as he touched his legs in disbelief.

’No... they’re gone...’

"Jiang Li!" a hoarse, furious voice roared.

Then, Kun Sha caught a foul, acrid stench. He froze. ’Can I not even hold my own piss and shit anymore?’

Kun Sha let out several roars, his eyes seeming to split from their sockets with rage. He couldn’t accept this version of himself, who was now less than a useless wreck.

Jiang Li glanced at him sideways and said mockingly, "When you chopped off those children’s hands and feet and threw them on the streets to beg, they didn’t break down like you are now.

When you were toying with the police, did you ever imagine this moment?"

Jiang Li bent down slightly, her light, airy voice drifting into his ear. "Kun Sha, the surprises I have for you don’t end here."

Kun Sha swallowed hard, not yet understanding what Jiang Li meant. Then, it felt as if something was gnawing at his flesh and bones, at his very nerves.

"Ah! Ugh! Jiang Li, you... you... what in the world did you do to me!

I want you dead! AHHHHH!"

Even Kun Sha’s rage was impotent. Like a cripple, all he could do was lie on the bed and endure it all.

"This is your own product. I’m just letting you experience its effects for yourself."

Jiang Li watched as Kun Sha’s eyes bulged and instantly filled with bloodshot veins. Blue veins popped out all over his body, and his bandaged wounds began to split open, seeping blood.

’This is just a small taste. They showed Sister Xingchen no mercy at all.’

Fu Lan listened to their exchange, staring at Jiang Li’s back in shocked disbelief. Her heart pounded with tension and a strange, inexplicable fear.

"Excuse me, do you have a mirror?" Jiang Li turned and looked at Fu Lan politely.

"There’s a full-length one, but it’s cracked."

"That’s fine. Could you have it brought in? Thank you."

Fu Lan looked at the smile on Jiang Li’s face. Her rational mind told her she should refuse, that she had to guarantee Kun Sha’s safety until her superiors arrived.

"Don’t worry, he won’t die."

Fu Lan took a deep breath, then turned and ordered someone to bring the mirror.

’I need to get out of here for a moment. The atmosphere in the room was too oppressive, so stifling she could no longer think straight.’

"Thank you."

Jiang Li looked at the mirror, then picked up a rope nearby and hung the mirror above Kun Sha, ensuring that he would see his own reflection the moment he opened his eyes.

As Fu Lan watched Jiang Li set up the mirror, her breathing quickened. ’This method... it’s meant to completely shatter a person’s mind.’

The moment Kun Sha opened his eyes and saw his own reflection above him, his pupils contracted violently, and he fainted from the shock.

Jiang Li glanced at the doctor standing nearby, whose face was pale with fright. "Sorry to trouble you. If you can’t save him, just let me know. I know a few things."

"O-Okay."

Jiang Li turned, walked out, and stood by a window to get some air. The nauseating atmosphere gradually dissipated in the sea breeze.

Jiang Li stepped up beside her and wrapped her in a hug. "Sister, you don’t really have to do this."

’She’s becoming more and more like me.’

Jiang Li’s expression returned to normal. She smiled and leaned on her, her eyes watching the waves outside.

"This is the last time."

’Only by watching Kun Sha suffer a fate worse than death will these painful memories finally begin to fade.’

’Only then will this feeling of guilt lessen, even if just a little.’

After Jiang Li left, Fu Lan took out her walkie-talkie and contacted headquarters, urging them to send someone over as soon as possible.

"Kun Sha’s legs are mangled, and he has numerous other wounds. We have limited medical supplies on the ship. I’m worried he’ll die on board if there’s any delay."

Though Kun Sha’s fate had been sealed, the decision on his final punishment was not theirs to make.

"Roger."

Fu Lan hung up and sat to the side, staring outside with a throbbing headache. She had made the call. If Kun Sha died on the ship now, at least she could answer for it.

But as for Jiang Li... Fu Lan sighed and leaned back in her chair. Remembering Jiang Li’s words, she stood up and went to busy herself with other matters to distract herself.

Jiang Li gazed at the blurry buildings on the opposite shore, and even saw ships docked not far away.

...

In C City, Lu Xingye received an audio recording from Kun Sha. In it, Kun Sha personally admitted that Zhang Hongzhi had secretly arranged his return, that Zhang Hongzhi had used a bait-and-switch to get him out, and also confessed to some of Zhang Hongzhi’s earlier crimes.

Lu Xingye’s face darkened as he listened. He slammed a fist on the table and cursed under his breath, "Animal!"

In the beginning, Zhang Hongzhi was just an insignificant clerk. To climb the ladder, he started making deals with them. He even had a stake in the compounds over there.

Lu Xingye took a moment to compose himself. Huo Qing’s side had also investigated the traffic routes and found traces of Kun Sha’s escape. Now the evidence was ironclad.

Lu Xingye submitted the evidence again. With the help of the Yu Family, the official response came down quickly this time.

All that was left was to wait for the final judgment.

With a moment of free time, Lu Xingye looked at a phone number he had pulled some strings to get, and dialed it.

"Hello, this is Lu Xingye from the C City Police Criminal Investigation Detachment. Is your captain, Deng Jin, available?"

"One moment."

Lu Xingye watched the red dot on his computer screen. It was already approaching the border. ’If Kun Sha escapes again, Jiang Li will definitely go after him.’

"Hello, this is Deng Jin from Interpol. How can I help you?"