Chapter 35: Kill You Too? Consider It Done!

A man sat upright under the beauty lights, his features handsome and refined, his eyes half-closed. Two makeup artists buzzed around him, applying powder to his face and making slight adjustments to his hairstyle, busy beyond measure.

Creak—the door opened as a woman stepped in.

She wore a black dress, a white flower pinned to her chest with the word "Mourning" inscribed on it.

She hurried to the man’s side and bowed slightly. “Teacher Zheng Fei, I’m very grateful that you stood up at such a sensitive time to come to this city specifically to speak out for Weng Lin.”

The man, Zheng Fei, was a top-tier rising star in the entertainment industry.

Though he had no notable works to his name, he was wildly popular, constantly appearing on trending variety shows and signing endorsement deals one after another.

Most notably, he and Weng Lin were recognized as close friends despite their age difference.

“Weng Lin is like an elder sister to me. Now that she’s in trouble, of course I can’t stay silent.”

With his eyes still closed, Zheng Fei let the makeup artists work on his face, his voice heavy with sincere emotion.

“Thank you so much!” The woman’s face showed deep gratitude.

She was Weng Lin’s manager.

Since Weng Lin’s incident, she had become unemployed overnight, her hatred for the culprit burning fiercely.

Zheng Fei opened his eyes, glanced at his reflection in the makeup mirror, then gently pushed the hands of the makeup artists away.

Smiling, he said, “That’s enough. Don’t keep my fans waiting.”

With that, he stood, draped a black suit jacket over his shoulders.

“Sorry, could I borrow this for a moment?” He looked at the white flower pinned on the woman’s chest. “I came in a hurry and didn’t prepare one.”

The woman nodded. “Of course.”

As she reached to remove the flower, Zheng Fei took the initiative to extend his hand.

Rustle—

Zheng Fei plucked the flower himself, his fingers inadvertently brushing lightly against the woman’s chest.

Her cheeks flushed faintly.

“Thank you.” Zheng Fei smiled at her, then pinned the flower to his own chest and turned to leave the dressing room.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor, the clamorous voices outside reached him.

“Can’t wait any longer?”

He curled his lips into a smile, quickened his pace, and soon passed through the hallway to stand beneath the spotlight.

He nodded briefly to the staff, then approached the microphone.

He didn’t speak immediately but bowed his head, clasping his hands over his chest with fingers interlaced, as if in silent prayer.

This gesture ignited the crowd!

Click! Click! Click!

Reporters excitedly pressed their shutters, the flashbulbs firing wildly, while Zheng Fei’s fans erupted into fervent cheers.

“Zheng Fei! I love you!”

“Wow! Fei Fei is so handsome!”

“Fei Fei, look this way!”

“Fei Fei, you’re so righteous!”

“Ah! Husband, look at me!”

At this moment, Zheng Fei pressed his hands down, calling for quiet. “Please, everyone, be quiet. I want to say something from the heart.”

After a few seconds, the crowd settled.

“Weng Lin is a dear friend of mine. She has helped me greatly in my career.”

“Just last weekend, she invited me to listen to her new song. I had to refuse because of my schedule, but I never imagined that would be the last time I saw her!”

“I want to say this to the person who killed Weng Lin…”

Zheng Fei took a deep breath, pushing the emotions welling in his heart up to his throat.

“You are a beast!”

“What kind of man kills a woman? If you have the guts, come kill me. I’m right here waiting!”

When his words fell, the entire hall erupted in shock.

Reporters could hardly believe their ears, their fingers twitching as they wildly snapped photos capturing Zheng Fei’s furious expression.

After a two-second pause, Zheng Fei continued, “I believe our country and our frontline police will swiftly find the murderer and bring him to justice!”

“To give everyone an explanation!”

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[You have caused three sensational murder cases, throwing the entire city into panic. Yet, like attracts like, and a fearless warrior has stepped forward to speak for the dead, demanding a swift resolution, calling for you to be brought to justice, and even demanding that you kill him too. His words are impassioned and fierce—a true hero—greatly raising society’s awareness of these crimes...]

Zhou Quan’s heart tightened.

If the matter remained small, the authorities might have no time to deal with me. But if it escalated, would they still ignore it?

Would I become a scapegoat to warn others?

[Target: The righteous warrior who speaks out]

[Comment: “Kill him too?” A strange request, but the great Evil God delights in it.]

Zhou Quan felt heavy-hearted.

This man dared to speak out publicly, demanding the law take him down, unafraid of becoming the next victim—a man of conscience and justice!

Yet, because of his own actions, he had become a thorn in the Evil God’s side.

“Foolish!”

“Why did you have to step forward? Would it have been better to be a quiet good man?”

If you stay silent, you won’t die!

Why risk standing up?

But...

Zhou Quan clenched his fists, a nameless pain welling inside him.

Isn’t it precisely because people like this exist that society can keep progressing, getting better day by day?

If no one dares to speak, how can the world improve?

History is full of luminaries who, for their fearless criticism of society, outspoken truth-telling, and passionate pleas for justice, were mercilessly persecuted in their times!

They used their blood and lives to push the wheels of change forward, so ordinary people today could live happy, fulfilling lives.

Zhou Quan’s heart ached deeply.

I have no right to blame them for speaking out. I should blame myself for serving the Evil God like a dog. It’s all my fault!

[Begin Simulation]

[You research news reports and discover where this man is staying.]

[You infiltrate the hotel where he is lodged.]

[You realize you don’t know his room number.]

[You decide to…]

[A. Ask the front desk]

[B. Break into rooms one by one]

[C. Wait for him to come out]

[D. Other]

Once again, a choice-based simulation.

Zhou Quan pursed his lips. Despite his heavy mood, to prolong his parents’ lives, he forced himself to focus and complete this simulation.

“Choose D. Threaten the front desk.”

If you ask the front desk, they won’t tell you.

Since you came to kill, be straightforward—threaten them. If threats fail, torture them; surely you can crack their mouth open.

[You decide to threaten the front desk.]

[The front desk, frightened, reveals the man’s room number.]

[You arrive outside his room.]

[You use a Sky-Piercing Arrow to destroy the door lock. Entering the room, you find it in disarray; the man has already fled.]

[Simulation failed.]

He escaped? Zhou Quan paused, then realized the front desk must have alerted him after he left.

That was expected.

The front desk did well, but unfortunately, they met him…

[Begin Simulation]

[You now know the hotel and his room number, so you head straight to his room.]

Simulations accumulate knowledge.

What you learn in one simulation carries into the next.

[You use the Sky-Piercing Arrow to destroy the door lock.]

[The man hears the noise and waits behind the door.]

[He knows kung fu.]