Chapter 724: No Reason for Murder

Chapter 724: Do I Need a Reason to Kill Him (Update 2)

Xiao Yu possesses the Psychological Expert system ability. Lin

He also has an uncanny talent for reading micro-expressions.

Plus, he carries with him decades of criminal investigation experience.

Lying in front of him is simply out of the question for ordinary people.

Even if you’re well-versed in psychology and micro-expressions, fooling Xiao Yu is nearly impossible.

No matter how well Hua Kang disguises himself or how perfectly his act is played out,

Xiao Yu sees right through the facade.

He’s merely putting on an act!

Hua Kang was momentarily stunned.

That brief daze was quickly replaced as his expression returned to normal.

“What are you talking about?”

Hua Kang looked both surprised and confused, as if he hadn’t quite grasped the conversation.

Not bad for someone who’s been undercover for over twenty years… Xiao Yu mused inwardly.

His cool composure and sharp intuition allowed him to respond instantly.

Such qualities are rare in ordinary people.

“Don’t worry. It’s just us talking; no one else will hear a word of this.”

With a stern expression, Xiao Yu demanded, “Tell me, why did you do it?”

“Do what?”

Hua Kang blinked and grinned, countering, “So you already know what I intended to do?”

Xiao Yu’s pupils contracted slightly.

Something was off.

Where had things gone wrong?

He was certain Hua Kang was lying — he was clearly acting.

If only he hadn’t ‘betrayed’ 660.

At this very moment,

why would he continue the act?

What was the point of pretending?

Xiao Yu’s expression turned peculiar as he coldly inquired, “You trust no one now? Does that mean… there’s corruption within the police force?”

Why think that?

Guess what — a large-scale drug trafficking ring.

How could they operate for two or three decades without being wiped out?

That brings up another question.

If there’s a drug ring mole inside the police, how has Hua Kang managed to survive until now?

And even rise to become the new leader of that trafficking ring?

The logic is simple: if the police harbor a mole from the underworld, sending too many undercover agents is tantamount to a death sentence.

Hua Kang simply smiled in silence, looking at Xiao Yu with a knowing air.

Every time someone flashed such a smile at Xiao Yu,

for some inexplicable reason, he felt an urge to slap them.

“Do you have a wife and kids?” Xiao Yu replied with a smile.

Hua Kang’s expression froze, his face paling.

Along with anger came a brief moment of stupefaction.

He couldn’t understand.

The man before him was a cop — why would he say something like that?

Little did Hua Kang know,

Xiao Yu never rigidly abides by the rules.

If he finds out you’ve done something utterly despicable,

or committed crimes against the nation,

he’ll kill your whole family without hesitation.

For Xiao Yu, policing has become just a side gig these days.

His true calling now lies with National Security!

“Don’t try your tricks in front of me.”

Xiao Yu fixed him with a cold stare. “It’ll only end up hurting you. Understand?”

Hua Kang fell silent.

His eyes drifted again to Xiao Yu’s crisp white shirt and the striking police superintendent shoulder badges.

At that moment, he finally understood why someone so young held such a high rank.

It was a title bought at the cost of lives — the lives of the wicked!

Sometimes, bad guys aren’t afraid of cops.

They fear those who are even more ruthless and merciless than they are,

those who disregard rules and common decency.

Clearly, the officer before him was one of those men!

Could such a man truly be trusted?

What a load of nonsense!

If the state doesn’t trust him,

how could someone so young even wear a white shirt?

“Let’s change locations.”

Hua Kang took a deep breath and, with a pensive expression, spoke again.

Sure enough… Xiao Yu’s eyes lit up.

He didn’t trust the Bincheng police system.

What did that imply?!

Xiao Yu personally unlocked the shackles on the interrogation chair for Hua Kang, yet he never bothered to handcuff him.

“Huh?” Hua Kang asked, surprised.

“With me here, you’re not going anywhere — not even in your wildest dreams.”

Xiao Yu remarked coolly, “I’m not used to cuffing my colleagues.”

Hua Kang burst into laughter and nodded in approval.

The two calmly left the interrogation room and walked down the corridor.

They took the elevator down, exited the City Bureau, and boarded a Red Flag Car.

Xiao Yu drove along the road.

He casually tossed a pack of cigarettes and a lighter to Hua Kang.

“Thanks.”

Just as Hua Kang picked up the cigarette case with a smile, his expression suddenly shifted.

He noticed that the white cigarette case bore no lettering.

Only a row of alphanumeric codes was printed at the bottom.

After drawing a cigarette and examining the filter, which also bore an identification code,

Hua Kang’s expression became complex as he lit one up and took a drag. “This is only the second time in my life I’ve smoked Special Edition Cigarettes!”

“Really?”

Xiao Yu’s smile was enigmatic as he refrained from asking when the first time was.

“I’ve killed people. Many people, in fact.”

With cigarette in hand and a smile on his face as if discussing the weather, Hua Kang continued, “I once personally killed the leader of a drug trafficking ring — shot him seven times.”

“And what was your reason?” Xiao Yu asked casually.

“Back in ’00, when I was still at the police academy, I was recruited.”

Squinting as he smoked, Hua Kang recalled, “At that time, undercover cops had to volunteer. You couldn’t be an only child, and your whole family had to have a spotless record. Once you became an undercover agent, you enjoyed special privileges, could blur the lines between acting and reality, and, if successful, would rapidly rise through the ranks. And if you ever quit, you could even enjoy perks overseas.”

“That’s only fair — lives were on the line.”

Xiao Yu nodded, not showing any impatience at Hua Kang’s chatter.

“In ’05, I killed for the first time.”

Hua Kang offered a wry smile, “Thankfully, my target wasn’t entirely innocent — he was a drug trafficker. Even though I knew he didn’t deserve death, I still ended him.”

“In ’07, I killed for the second time.”

“Then, a drug pusher named Xi Du suffered hallucinations and lost his mind… I stabbed him five times.”

“By ’12, I killed for the third time, taking out two targets. I was shot four times that day… By the way, have you ever seen what a bullet wound looks like?”

“It’s not just a hole. The area where the bullet hit gets shredded to pieces. When retrieving the bullet, you have to trim away all that mangled flesh and clean the wound meticulously, or else it’ll get infected and cause death!”

“In ’16…”

Hua Kang tossed his cigarette butt out the car window and lit another. “Until ’21, when I killed the leader — shot him seven times… You ask me why. Do you really think I needed a reason to kill him?”

After a moment’s thought, Xiao Yu replied with three simple words.

“No reason!”

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