Chapter 473: Perhaps It’s Just Constipation

Chapter 473: Perhaps It’s Just Constipation (Update 1)

The sky gradually lightened.

The faded blue heavens still held a few lingering stars.

The earth lay shrouded like a silver-gray veil.

Xiao Yu pulled his gaze away from the departing silhouettes of Guo Qiang and Wang Cheng.

He felt as though he had only received nine years of compulsory education.

Plus three years of high school and police academy training.

And two lifetimes of living… Today, he reached his pinnacle.

At last, he grasped the irony that cleverness can backfire…

In psychology,

those who overthink tend to succumb to mental exhaustion.

Just as in physics where energy is conserved,

energy neither vanishes nor appears out of thin air.

The mind works in much the same way.

Though vivid imaginations can clarify many things,

they also easily lead one astray.

A policeman must possess a sharp mind.

After all, solving cases demands logical reasoning and habitual deduction.

Yet, balance is key.

In the end, Xiao Yu let his thoughts wander off track.

That woman had clearly appeared before his eyes;

he had even glanced at her without noticing anything amiss.

Recalling his behavior over the past few days,

a burning shame urged him to bury himself.

Xiao Yu’s face flushed—this matter must never leak.

Otherwise, he would be forever pinned to the pillar of shame…

…

Interrogation Room.

Xiao Yu faced Gong Hongyun once again.

After an all-night grind, neither showed any sign of fatigue.

“Sang Liu, Female, 25 years old, native of Bincheng, high school graduate… once worked in the service industry and was fined and detained for dealing silver. Later, she worked at a massage center before resigning… now unemployed.”

Xiao Yu glanced at her personal file on his phone—linked to the police database—and noted, “Half a year ago, she independently bought a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment in a high-end neighborhood with funds of unclear origin… Curiously, her property is right next to the residence of the victims, Hu Xinran and Qian Yue’e.”

Every word he spoke shifted Gong Hongyun’s expression further.

Until, at the moment Xiao Yu set his phone down,

Gong Hongyun’s face turned deathly pale, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief.

Xiao Yu looked at him calmly, his tone mocking yet indifferent as he began,

“Does your face hurt?”

No—it’s more than just pain in the face.

Inside, Gong Hongyun felt a surge of terror, disbelief, and unwillingness to accept the situation.

How could this policeman have uncovered… Sang Liu in such a short span of time?

“Many countries offer rapid and convenient immigration policies,” he continued.

Xiao Yu scoffed, “For instance, with 100,000 yuan you can buy a property, start a company, or simply save money. Immigration procedures are so streamlined that in the fastest cases, they can be completed within a month.”

“A month and a half ago, Sang Liu applied for immigration to Vanuatu and even bought an apartment there.”

“I recall you mentioned migrating in both of your fabricated testimonies,” he added.

“I just checked it out,” Xiao Yu continued.

“What a coincidence—your immigration application was also for Vanuatu!”

Gong Hongyun trembled uncontrollably, his face as white as chalk while sweat beaded on his forehead.

Not out of fear,

for he wasn’t even afraid of death when facing his guilt.

He was simply anxious that someone might be discovered by the police…

“Rest assured, as long as she stays in the country, she’ll be found,” he stated.

Xiao Yu smiled, “I guarantee that even if she goes overseas, I’ll bring her back.”

Despair flashed across Gong Hongyun’s face.

Overwhelmed by tension and worry, his expression slowly calmed as he sighed, “I’ve confessed to all charges and given you the answers you need. Why cling to this any longer?”

“Why cling?”

A cold, ruthless glint sparked in Xiao Yu’s eyes as he retorted, “Do you think anyone enjoys being played for a fool?”

“Hmph!”

Gong Hongyun snorted dismissively, “What’s real? What’s fake? What can a policeman do? Even if you uncover the truth, besides sentencing me to death, what power do you have?”

Such arrogance and hubris… Xiao Yu shook his head with a wry smile.

We are simply on an entirely different level!

“A mouse never thinks the food it eats is stolen, a fly doesn’t see itself as dirty, and a bat never believes it’s poisonous.”

With a note of sarcasm in his voice, Xiao Yu added, “In the world of crows, swans are condemned.”

After a long silence, Gong Hongyun spoke in a weary tone, “Want to hear a story?”

“Dragging this out—does it really serve any purpose?”

Xiao Yu replied dismissively, “Go ahead.”

“It was a year ago,” Gong Hongyun began.

A gentle smile softened his features as he recalled, “I met a girl at a massage center. I fell for her and wanted to pursue her.”

Young men can be so bold—challenging seasoned professionals… Xiao Yu’s lips twitched in mild amusement.

Many aspire to upgrade their lives from a bicycle to a motorcycle.

But reality can be brutally harsh!

“Back then, I knew she might not be perfect,”

Gong Hongyun continued, “even though it was pouring—a downpour that could have given you a cold—I still wanted to get soaked.”

Xiao Yu’s eyes began to change, an odd glimmer taking shape.

He could sense genuine sincerity in Gong Hongyun’s words.

“That day, I took her out to dinner—we talked for hours,”

Gong Hongyun laughed brightly, “and then… we became a couple.”

Men fall for desire, women for affection—once the spark is lit… Xiao Yu shook his head with a soft smile.

“For a while, we were truly happy, but that joy was fleeting.”

Gong Hongyun laughed radiantly, “They say happiness is easily crushed by reality… We had no car, no house, no savings—yet we clung desperately to that happiness, cautiously guarding it… but in the end, reality proved too cruel!”

Then came the twist… Xiao Yu sighed.

“There was a man who set his sights on her and was remarkably generous—shelling out tens of thousands.”

Gong Hongyun’s expression darkened and twisted, his face contorting as he said, “That man even had the gall to claim she was mine, deliberately undermining her right before my eyes…”

Xiao Yu’s expression remained steady and resolute.

He offered no sympathy for Gong Hongyun.

The logic was simple.

If you’re a real man who doesn’t want your woman to be wronged, you would have left that place long ago.

Since you didn’t take her away and instead let her remain in that line of work,

it speaks volumes.

Sometimes, the inability to defecate isn’t because of gravity.

Maybe you’re just constipated!