Chapter 1635: Chapter 1630: The Severed Head Raised

It truly does provoke one’s imagination.

Although the scene in the room is gruesome, it doesn’t faze Fu Qian in the slightest.

As he swiftly takes in the entire situation, he even notices the subtle peculiarities on Hao Ke and others’ faces, which he can also comprehend—

Though overwhelmed by grief, the scene before them, combined with Ms. Qiu’s prior account, undeniably casts a peculiar light on her role in this tragedy.

The two corpses are undoubtedly You Li and her boyfriend, and according to Qiu, she abruptly left without a word after their hospitality.

Everyone present was accustomed to violent conflicts; the bodies here made it easy to make rough judgments about certain things.

It’s easy to see that the time of death for these two aligns closely with that moment.

Combining the two, Qiu’s previous unexplained "abnormalities" now seem to have a natural explanation—when she left, the two were already dead.

Even if she left without a word, it would explain why she wasn’t stopped at all.

But this in turn implies a more serious issue: why did she leave without a word?

Did she leave without a word because she found out they were dead, so there was no need to say goodbye?

Or was it because she was the one who killed them, so there was no need to find out?

Both scenarios are indeed a challenge to reason and suggest that Qiu previously lied.

Even when they couldn’t find You Li last night, she didn’t mention anything about this place, though her later reason was that there was no need to disturb them for the time being.

It was clear that Hao Ke and the others were quite unwilling to believe this possibility, leading to a significant conflict between emotions and reason.

"Could it be that someone killed them and then exerted a mental influence on Qiu, driving her to leave to avoid being found out?"

This strong conflict wasn’t meaningless; after observing another head, the usually calm Proper Brother came up with another hypothesis.

...

"That seems to make sense!"

It was evident that this new idea was promptly welcomed.

Hao Ke almost slapped his thigh and jumped up, even successfully rousing Qiu from her sorrow.

"What did you discover?"

The voice was hoarse to the point of being frightening; this grief, completely palpable, made Proper Brother’s hypothesis even more convincing.

"We fear that when you left before, you had already been mentally influenced."

However, it was Hao Ke who hurriedly spoke, almost considering it the only possibility.

"Because at the time You Li and her boyfriend had already been killed, and the murderer didn’t want you to find out."

"...Then why not just kill me as well?"

Unexpectedly, it was the person involved herself who first expressed doubts.

After a brief silence, Qiu not only wasn’t relieved by this "reasonable" explanation but instead looked back at her friend’s body.

"I don’t believe You Li is weaker than me, yet it seems she could hardly resist."

As she said this, her gaze fell on the nearby head.

Compared to the other victim, this one’s expression was undoubtedly much more grotesque.

The fear lingering on the face seemed almost tangible regarding the impact felt before death.

Yet, her hands were empty, with no signs of struggle in her posture.

"Not wanting me to find out, wouldn’t it have been simpler to just deal with us together? It would’ve even taken you more effort to find this place."

Qiu’s discontent and her cold smile were filled with hostility—even if the target was herself.

...

"It’s indeed strange, but perhaps there are considerations we can’t think of yet. Why not first consider why this slaughter happened?"

The logical self-denial and the self-evidence brought by such actions clearly plunged Qiu into a complex intellectual struggle.

Amidst the silent exchange of glances among Hao Ke and the others, Proper Brother finally spoke, suggesting they temporarily set aside controversies and think about the implications these actions would have if the hypothesis held true.

Of course, as he spoke, he almost simultaneously glanced at Fu Qian’s actions, which betrayed his own thoughts.

The shadow looming over Xi Yuan... does it really exist?

And then, is it beginning to reveal itself in such a manner?

Unbeknownst to them, the threat of death had already loomed; You Li’s misfortune could happen to anyone present at any moment?

"Sir, is this the shadow you mentioned?"

Clearly, he was not alone in this thought, and the one who openly inquired was Qiu, whose mental state was almost collapsing due to the tragedy.

"It certainly seems possible."

"Of course, I deeply regret what happened to your friends."

Suddenly becoming the center of attention, Fu Qian seemed unaffected, even casually affirming with a nod.

"...I cannot understand why such things would occur, but it seems the shadow is not so abstract; rather, it’s a group of people causing these tragedies?"

Fu Qian’s demeanor somewhat touched Qiu, but immediately fury for revenge burned in her eyes, emphasizing the word "people."

"It seems, perhaps this is one way of looking at it."

Fu Qian continued his unusually affable manner, even bending down to pick up the head, examining it briefly before setting it back in place.

"So, sir, do you know where to find them?"

Defiance evident in her intent, before others could even voice their concerns, Qiu openly displayed her revenge posture.

"I might know."

In the worried gazes of Hao Ke and the others, Fu Qian calmly nodded again.

"Where?"

Qiu, undeterred, instantly revived in spirit.

"This room."

With a fluid response, Lord Grimshaw pointed to the very room they were in.

...

"Me?"

In truth, Qiu’s rationale hadn’t been overwhelmed by anger.

After just a moment of stun, she reacted almost as quickly as the others.

This mysterious figure actually considered her the murderer?

Even though she had indeed tried to prove this herself in the past.

"It’s just a possibility; it needs confirmation."

Facing the dumbfounded Qiu, Fu Qian slightly nodded, inwardly sighing at the repetition of yesterday.

"So how to confirm it?"

Aggressive as always, Ms. Qiu didn’t miss a beat. Before Hao Ke and others could intervene, she gritted her teeth into a smile, fearlessly facing Fu Qian.

"Like this you confirm."

Fu Qian replied with his eternally gentle voice, without the slightest hesitation, as an icy spear materialized from his raised fingers.

Indeed.

But with just one blow, the next moment Fu Qian retracted his hand with a sigh, placing it on his head.

"It seems you were indeed the one who executed her and her boyfriend."

As he spoke, Fu Qian firmly gripped the head with his hand, gently lifting it from the neck upwards and presented it.

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