# 233
**Chapter 233: Let Me Correct You**
"Hm? You're interested in corpses too?" An Qingyu's eyes lit up with curiosity.
"Don't lump me in with a lunatic like you," Lin Qiye shrugged. "I just have other uses for it."
"Shame... thought I’d found another kindred spirit." An Qingyu shook his head regretfully, his gaze shifting to the tavern owner who was slowly rising to his feet. "Still, someone with super regeneration doesn’t die so easily."
Lin Qiye rested his hand on the hilt of his blade. "I know."
The iron nail embedded in the tavern owner’s forehead popped out on its own, the bloody hole healing at a visible speed. He narrowed his eyes at the two uninvited guests, his expression darkening.
"Interesting... how did you find this place?"
"As long as you deduce that you're the killer, and add a bit of wild imagination, finding you isn’t that hard." Lin Qiye spoke calmly.
The tavern owner frowned slightly. "I shouldn’t have left any loose ends."
"No loose ends?" An Qingyu chuckled. "Honestly, your plan had potential, but your attention to detail is worse than a snake’s."
Lin Qiye said calmly, "At first, you really did fool everyone. You made us believe that this string of murders was part of a ritual prepared by a vengeful ghost-type mystery trying to advance, which made us subconsciously rule out the possibility of a human culprit.
For the first three murders, you only staged the scenes to look like the work of a deranged serial killer, leaving behind no traces related to mysteries. That was to prevent the Night Watch from catching on too early and interfering before the final ritual, which would’ve ruined your plan.
By the fourth murder, you realized the time was ripe. You used a recording and reverse playback to fabricate a completely unknown mystery, instantly drawing the Night Watch’s attention and prompting an investigation. Your goal at this stage was to make the Night Watch realize the existence of the ritual, so they could deduce the location of the final one.
Of course, you could’ve staged the fourth murder as just another deranged killing and carried out the final ritual in secret—but you didn’t.
On one hand, you were worried the soul offered in the final stage wouldn’t be strong enough. You needed the soul of a Forbidden Ruins user to better restore [Bell Cranel], and in this city, there are only a few of those—all of them in the Night Watch. So you used a clever lie to lure in a Night Watch member who wasn’t too strong, but not too weak either.
On the other hand… you wanted to use the final ritual to wipe out every single Night Watch member in this city in one go.
As for the method… maybe the 600 kilograms of explosives lying in the cargo hold?"
At this point, both An Qingyu and Wen Qimo were stunned, a flicker of shock in their eyes. Only the tavern owner’s face turned completely gloomy.
Back when A Zhu had clung to the tail of the plane, Lin Qiye’s mental perception had already detected the massive amount of explosives in the cargo hold. He instantly understood the enemy’s intent. As for how they managed to smuggle the explosives onto the plane unnoticed, that wasn’t difficult for someone with a mind-type mystery.
"From the very beginning, you planned to crash this plane into the residential area where the Night Watch is stationed. After causing massive casualties, the other Night Watch members would rush over immediately—and then you could… boom!
I don’t know if offering more powerful souls in the ritual would increase the advancement boost, but if it does, then sacrificing all the Night Watch members might elevate [Bell Cranel] to a terrifying level.
Even jumping straight to Klein wouldn’t be impossible."
Lin Qiye’s expression remained calm. "I have to admit, your plan was well laid out. Completing the ritual while single-handedly wiping out an entire city’s Night Watch—impressive. But unfortunately, you left too many flaws.
On the day of the酒会, to better distance yourself from the case, you deliberately drank a lot in front of the camera to make it seem like you were drunk. But at the same time, the alcohol dulled your brain, causing you to make several small mistakes.
For example, when you killed Sun Xiao in the basement as part of the ritual, you messed up the order. You had the Ten-Cut Ghost Child slice off his fingers first, only to realize you hadn’t nailed him to the wall yet. So you hurriedly pinned him up and killed him.
Of course, the ritual doesn’t specify the order, and in your mind, we’d never find that basement anyway. So to you, this probably wasn’t even a mistake—just a minor hiccup.
But you overlooked one thing: because he was lying on the ground when his fingers were cut, the direction of the cuts was different from usual. The angle of the nails when you fixed his hand to the wall was also different. And once we compared that to the hand positioning in the video, the inconsistency became obvious.
With that, it wasn’t hard to deduce that the video had been tampered with."
Lin Qiye glanced at An Qingyu and continued, "I admit, what happened next involved some luck. You probably never imagined that another regenerating freak would be crazy enough to use himself as a test subject to recreate the video’s contents—and discover the reverse playback trick…
If it were me, I never would’ve thought of that.
But once we knew the video’s secret and found the original scene, we could pinpoint the killer—you."
When Lin Qiye finished, the entire cabin fell into dead silence. The tavern owner stared at him for a long time before finally speaking:
"I didn’t expect a small place like Cangnan City to have such a monster…"
"Let me correct you." An Qingyu adjusted his glasses and raised two fingers. "There are two."
Tavern Owner: “…”
He glanced at the time, and his expression darkened. He glared viciously at Lin Qiye, then turned to the Ten-Cut Ghost Child and barked:
"Kill them! I’ll continue the ritual!"
The Ten-Cut Ghost Child let out a low growl, its body writhing violently. In the blink of an eye, it split into an identical copy of itself, then split again—into four, then again—
A few seconds later, the cockpit was filled with Ten-Cut Ghost Children, each wielding a short blade, moving at incredible speed. Exactly ten of them.
The cramped cockpit was now packed with them, leaving almost no space. Lin Qiye and the others were instantly surrounded!
Lin Qiye supported Wen Qimo, his brow slightly furrowed. An Qingyu, on the other hand, looked like he’d just stumbled upon a rare treasure, his eyes gleaming!
"I’ll take this one. You handle the boss." Frost began to form in An Qingyu’s palm. He licked his lips, his shy, scholarly face now lit up with excitement.