"Yesterday, a major suicide incident occurred in Tianhe City, resulting in the deaths of Wang Mou, Li Mou, Zhang Mou, and Zhou Mou."
"The cause of the suicides is currently under investigation."
"This has been a report from Tianhe City News and Entertainment."
Wu Jiaxin looked at Zhao Yan, holding her phone, "Sister Zhao, aren't these the good buddies and girlfriends of Hua Hao Yue Yuan?"
Zhao Yan was also stunned as she stared at the news on her phone.
Although the eyes in the photos of the four of them were mosaicked, Zhao Yan still recognized them.
Yesterday, she had taught Liu Tan a method and thought everything was fine. She never expected to see their news while eating noodles.
"However, Hua Hao Yue Yuan is not among the victims," Wu Jiaxin said.
Zhao Yan clicked on the live stream and found Liu Tan, the top supporter.
Having spent 120,000 yuan yesterday, Liu Tan had immediately become her top supporter.
She clicked on his profile picture and sent him several private messages.
As she was thinking, a knocking sound came from the window.
Zhao Yan looked back and saw Officer Xiao Qin and two other police officers.
Wu Jiaxin got up and opened the door, and the three of them walked in.
"Miss Zhao, these two are investigating officers from Tianhe City, Officer Wu and Officer Qian," Officer Xiao Qin introduced.
"Hello, officers," Zhao Yan extended her hand.
As soon as she heard the words "Tianhe City," Zhao Yan knew why they had come.
"Hello, Miss Zhao. We need you to come to Tianhe City for an investigation," Officer Wu said, shaking Zhao Yan's hand.
He then glanced at Wu Jiaxin and added, "This young lady as well."
"We have to go to Tianhe City? Can't the investigation be done here? Last night, our activities were at home and we went to eat hot pot at Tian Tian Mala Guo," Zhao Yan said softly.
"Four people have died consecutively, and the higher-ups are taking this matter very seriously. We would appreciate it if you could accompany us, Miss Zhao," Officer Wu said.
Judging by his tone, it seemed unavoidable to go to Tianhe City.
Zhao Yan nodded, "Alright then. Could you give me three minutes to pack our things?"
"Certainly."
Zhao Yan and Wu Jiaxin went to pack their belongings, stuffing valuables into a small bag.
They got into a police car and headed for Tianhe City.
Kindly, Officer Xiao Qin accompanied her, saying it was to thank her for reporting the insurance fraud suicide case.
At the same time, he told Zhao Yan that if he passed his year-end review, he would be promoted.
Zhao Yan quickly offered her congratulations.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Yan understood.
Because Liu Tan had spent 120,000 yuan on her the previous night, and the four people celebrating Liu Tan's birthday last night had all committed suicide, it was naturally suspicious when linked together.
Furthermore, their investigation revealed that Zhao Yan had been live-streaming with Liu Tan an hour before the suicides.
"By the way, Miss Zhao, your top supporter has gone mad," Officer Xiao Qin said, sitting beside her.
"That's so sudden," Zhao Yan was taken aback.
"Otherwise, they wouldn't have come all this way to find you," Officer Xiao Qin said.
At the same time, he assured Zhao Yan not to worry, stating that this was merely a visit for investigation, and due to the special nature of the case, she was personally asked to come.
Zhao Yan nodded, "I will certainly cooperate."
After a journey of over a hundred kilometers, Zhao Yan's car ride took nearly three hours.
Upon arriving at the Tianhe City Public Security Bureau, Zhao Yan and Wu Jiaxin were led into a room.
She had expected an interrogation room, but instead, they were taken to an office.
There was a long table in the middle, with several chairs around it.
"Please sit, Miss Zhao," Officer Wu said, gesturing to a chair on the left side.
Zhao Yan said "Okay" and quickly sat down.
Shortly after she sat down, Wu Jiaxin was asked to wait outside.
"Would you like coffee or tea?" Officer Wu asked Zhao Yan.
"Tea, please," Zhao Yan replied softly.
As the steaming tea was placed before her, Zhao Yan touched the back of her head. This treatment didn't seem like that of a suspect.
Watching them wait for someone, Zhao Yan held her tea and blew on it gently.
Five minutes later, three police officers walked in, followed by two middle-aged men in their forties.
Zhao Yan took a sip of her tea and placed the cup on the table.
Once everyone was seated, a young officer beside them turned on the projector.
The projection shone onto the wall, and they drew the curtains and turned off the room lights.
"This is the surveillance footage from Liu Tan's home," Officer Wu said.
Zhao Yan glanced at the timestamp on the footage. It was around six in the evening.
Liu Tan was sitting alone on the sofa, constantly scrolling through his phone.
The playback speed was fast-forwarded at 8x. Around seven to eight o'clock, he opened the door, and his good friends Old Li, Old Zhang, and others began to enter the room.
The birthday celebration segment was also played at 8x speed.
At 2:03 AM, Officer Wu reverted the playback to normal speed.
Wang Chuchu and Zhou Xiaoyue were lying curled up asleep on the other side of the sofa.
Suddenly, the two of them stood up straight, like marionettes. Strangely, their movements were synchronized as they slowly walked into the study.
At 2:58 AM, Zhou Xiaoyue and Wang Chuchu, with their backs against each other, ran out of the study at a rapid pace.
Immediately after, the surveillance feed emitted a hissing sound and turned into static.
After more than ten minutes, Wang Chuchu and Zhou Xiaoyue lay on the floor.
Old Li and Old Zhang also lay nearby.
The ground was covered in bloodstains.
Liu Tan had fainted on the sofa.
After the surveillance footage finished playing, Officer Wu pressed the off button, and the officer near the light switch turned on the lights.
"Two months ago, a similar suicide case occurred in our city, and now another one has happened."
Zhao Yan sat listening to their discussions, her eyes fixed on the projector displaying the surveillance footage.
It seemed she had underestimated that Bronze Heart Statue.
"Miss Zhao, we watched your live stream recording last night and confirmed that you are not involved in this incident."
Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "You've watched it all, and you still called me here."
Although she muttered to herself, she didn't voice her thoughts.
"You told Liu Tan to use a mirror in the live stream, which can indeed avoid the Bronze Heart Statue. We also learned from Officer Xiao Qin that you understand fortune-telling and physiognomy, and that you are very accurate. May we know which school you belong to?" the two middle-aged men sitting beside her spoke.
When they spoke, their voices were synchronized.
When they removed their masks, Zhao Yan finally saw clearly that the two men looked exactly alike.
She had heard from the old rascal that some twins could achieve telepathy.
"I am from Qingfeng Temple, a disciple of the Huang Tian Taizu lineage."
The old rascal always said Taizu was incredibly powerful, but later when Zhao Yan flipped through the Taoist records, she found that Taizu, at the age of thirty-six, went to perform a ritual and was killed by an old yellow ox.
Before he died, he was also forced to be the bottom.