Chapter 467: Masks and Tales

Chapter 467: Concealment – Spinning Tales (Update 5)

Desert Expert… Xiao Yu felt like the system was once again rubbing his intelligence raw.

Desert?

No way—there’s no chance I’ll ever set foot in a desert, not in this lifetime!

As for the system skill ‘Crocodile Bite’…

Only by completing the system tasks will its true nature be revealed.

But you can’t just guess—good bite, hearty appetite, strong body, and delicious food?

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Xiao Yu turned his gaze to Gong Hongyun lying on the hospital bed.

There was a hint of mockery and disdain in his eyes…

Unexpectedly, Gong Hongyun spoke.

He uttered a phrase that made Xiao Yu’s mind come to a sudden halt.

“That’s right…”

Gong Hongyun lifted his head, his body no longer trembling.

Gone were the signs of panic and quivering anxiety.

He calmly declared, “I’m the one who did the killing. I killed all six of them!”

Staring dumbfounded at Gong Hongyun, Xiao Yu’s mind ceased to function.

Though he couldn’t make out Gong’s eyes clearly, his expression revealed a determination to face death head-on.

No, that can’t be right!

Xiao Yu realized his case theory had been led astray.

Why would Gong Hongyun confess so easily?

Was he exposed by his own words?

Two lives in one.

After countless cases, Xiao Yu had learned one thing:

No villain ever willingly admits to their crimes.

Unless you slap undeniable evidence in their face.

They can be as stubborn as a dead duck’s beak!

Before him stood an oddball.

He had actually confessed?

When things deviate from the norm, something’s always amiss.

Sometimes a villain’s confession is just a cover for even bigger secrets.

Concealment is nothing more than spinning a story!

“Hah!”

Xiao Yu sneered, “The boy who cried wolf teaches us that if you’re fooled twice, you better trust the third time. And you only tricked me once… are you trying to play me?”

“I’m not!”

Gong Hongyun’s face twitched as his calm expression gave way to excitement. “I admit it—I killed them all, every single one!”

Trouble… Xiao Yu’s head pounded in agony.

Which case could be more mind-boggling?

It’s the kind where something feels off, yet you can’t figure out exactly what.

Still, Xiao Yu managed a small smile. “Really? Then tell me now—how exactly did you kill those six?”

“I…”

Gong Hongyun paused as he carefully chose his words. “First, there was Hu Xinran—because the man was rich. I was jealous. I couldn’t stand that he had all the money, while I was left to serve him.”

“That very day he invited me over for a massage, and a murderous thought struck me—maybe I could make a little cash off him while at it!”

“I went to his place as promised, and it was his wife who opened the door. I felt a surge of fear and wanted to leave.”

“But when I heard her say that Hu Xinran hadn’t returned yet, I suddenly got a spark of inspiration… I wondered if I could control her, maybe even stir up a fight. The neighbors began to show up, and the woman, worried about causing a scene, eventually let me in.”

“I never expected to see another man in the hall… then the woman took a phone call, told me to wait a bit because Hu Xinran would be back any moment, and soon she left with the man.”

“About half an hour later, Hu Xinran indeed returned. I don’t know what overcame me, but in a moment of impulse, I pulled out a knife and a wrench I had prepared and killed him.”

“At that moment, the man and woman returned. Though shocked by what they saw, they didn’t run—instead, they charged straight at me…”

“The man was strong; after a few blows, I was knocked down and soon blacked out.”

“When I regained consciousness, I found that I had been taken to a basement. There were five people there—the man, the woman, and three others. Hu Xinran’s wife informed me that they were involved in an organ trafficking ring, and they intended to harvest every one of my organs to ensure I suffered a slow death.”

“Terrified, I yelled at the others that I hadn’t killed him—it was Hu Xinran’s wife and that man, accusing them of having an affair.”

“At first, the other three didn’t believe me. But then… when I was massaging Hu Xinran, I overheard him on the phone discussing large sums of money, mentioning suspicions about his wife’s infidelity, and complaining about how much his lover had swindled from him.”

“I recounted all of this to those present, which backfired. Hu Xinran’s wife, frightened, not only countered my claims but also blamed that lover, insisting she had gotten close to him to help Hu Xinran track down the stolen money.”

“The lover denied everything and even tried to leave… and that’s when a fight erupted.”

“But that lover was deadly—strong enough to kill two people with his strikes as soon as the brawl began.”

“Hu Xinran’s wife then released me, offering a million in compensation. After that… I joined in, and together we killed that lover.”

“After the murders, we fled by car. Yet on the way, Hu Xinran’s wife secretly told me to kill that man and promised me two million… I couldn’t resist.”

“I pulled out my knife and stabbed him. The car overturned, he ran, and I chased him down to finish him off.”

“Later, Hu Xinran’s wife and I walked back, testing if we could flip the car over. Who knew that at that moment, she decided to kill me… I knocked her out and threw her into the car.”

“Frightened and furious, I thought, might as well go all the way—I popped open the fuel cap, spilled gasoline, and ignited the sedan.”

“Maybe it was karma… when the explosion erupted, though I was far enough away, something flew over and struck my eye.”

“I went blind. Terrified and knowing there was no escape, I scrambled to fabricate an alibi… and eventually, I reported the incident.”

“But I never expected…”

Xiao Yu glared coldly at Gong Hongyun.

He hadn’t expected that Gong Hongyun was actually quite clever.

The man managed to patch up all the gaping holes in his story.

He smoothed over his previously inconsistent statements.

He had gone from claiming innocence to confessing to murder.

Yet he took on the entire killing process personally, as if proving his own guilt.

It was as though he feared not being merciless enough, piling on extra self-blame.

Now, Xiao Yu couldn’t help but feel one thing:

It all felt like watching a ridiculous movie or drama.

What’s the funniest part in those films?

When the murder happens…

“In with the knife, out with the knife!”