Cooking Gourmet Meals in the Apocalypse

Chapter 130: Chapter 127: Can’t Find the Killer

Situ Yuanyuan clutched her neck with her uninjured hand, unable to make a sound.

She even saw Chen Xing wave triumphantly at her before jumping out the window.

Driven by a desperate will to live, Situ Yuanyuan mustered all her strength, but her body simply wouldn’t obey.

She could feel her body stiffening, could feel her lifeblood draining away.

’I don’t want to die!’

With her last ounce of strength, she managed to move just enough to fall off the bed and onto the floor, making a sound.

A minute or so passed before any noise was heard from outside.

But the door was blocked and wouldn’t open.

From outside came Situ Lei Hao’s furious voice: "Get Dali in here! Get this door open!"

Situ Yuanyuan felt so tired. In the end, she breathed her last before the door was opened.

When the door came down, the first thing that met Situ Lei Hao’s eyes was a bed soaked in blood. Tears of blood and fury streamed from the corners of his eyes.

"The killer got in through the window and killed the young lady!" His trusted aide, Feng Kai, announced after inspecting the scene upon entering. "He broke the window to get in!" The removed pane of glass stood propped against the wall—a clear act of provocation.

Chen Xing returned to her room, pulled in her rope, and changed back into her pajamas. Just as she lay down, she heard Song Yiguo’s phone ring.

Still groggy with sleep, he couldn’t help but sound a little smug when he heard Situ Lei Hao yelling on the other end. "Didn’t Miss Situ die a few hours ago? How did she die again? Uncle Situ, do you have two daughters?"

"Song Yiguo..." Situ Lei Hao was so furious he could only bellow, but he had no rebuttal. "I don’t care if you’re playing dumb or if you’re actually that stupid. My daughter is dead, and I’ll have all of you buried with her!"

He had, in fact, announced his daughter’s death prematurely, but only internally. The outside world didn’t know.

It was a ploy to pressure Song Yiguo into handing over Chen Xing.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, his daughter would actually be dead?

He knew it was Chen Xing’s doing, but damn it all, she had been too clean. There was absolutely no evidence.

Since the gloves were off, Song Yiguo dropped all pretense of politeness. His tone grew sharp and ruthless. "Buried with her? Hah... Uncle Situ, you don’t even investigate, you just pin the blame on me. You must think our Song Family is an easy target, is that it? I’d like to see just how you plan to make me join her."

He could tell Situ Lei Hao wasn’t faking it this time. The man’s daughter was truly dead.

While they were still on the phone, a commotion erupted outside his door.

Vice General Du was blocking the way. "Young Master Song is resting. It is not a convenient time to disturb him!"

"We are under orders from Captain Situ to verify if Young Master Song’s girlfriend, Miss Chen Xing, is in her room. If you continue to obstruct us, then don’t blame us for forcing our way in!" Situ Lei Hao had ordered them to get inside and see if Chen Xing was there, no matter what—even if they had to break in.

She was the prime suspect. If she wasn’t in her room, that would confirm she was the killer.

The whole thing had taken less than five minutes.

He was convinced the killer couldn’t have made it back to their room so quickly.

"Insolent! Who do you think you are, daring to suspect Young Master Song’s girlfriend?" Vice General Du’s face was a mask of fury, and he showed no intention of moving aside. "Since your captain has no regard for Young Master Song’s dignity, then we don’t need to worry about his!"

He shot a look at Wang San and a few of his other men, and they moved to stand together in front of the door.

A fight was imminent.

Just then, the door suddenly opened. Chen Xing appeared, looking dazed, her hair a total mess. "What’s all the noise about?" she asked.

She looked exactly as if she had just woken up.

’In truth, even Chen Xing was a little stunned by her own performance.’

Seeing Chen Xing in her pajamas with her hair in a mess, clearly having been asleep, the men were at a loss for words.

Song Yiguo hung up the phone and stepped out. "It seems Captain Situ is determined to pick a fight with our Song Family, is he?" His tone was light, but carried immense pressure. "Cursing me out on the phone while ordering his men to force their way in? If I hadn’t let you barge in to search, would I have been branded the killer?"

"We wouldn’t dare! Please forgive us, Young Master Song!" Seeing that Chen Xing was present, all they could do was frown, apologize, and retreat with their tails between their legs.

Once the men had disappeared, Song Yiguo and Vice General Du both turned to look at Chen Xing.

Chen Xing, however, offered no explanation.

’They could think whatever they wanted.’

If Song Yiguo merely suspected Chen Xing, Vice General Du was already convinced that she had killed Situ Yuanyuan.

However, at a critical juncture like this, he wouldn’t say a thing.

Situ Lei Hao was going mad precisely because he couldn’t find any evidence; Chen Xing’s work had been impeccably clean.

The night was mostly over, but with a few hours left before dawn, they said no more and went to their respective beds.

On the other side of things, how could Situ Lei Hao possibly sleep?

The horrific state of his daughter’s body made it clear that her last moments had been filled with absolute terror.

He held Situ Yuanyuan’s body until daybreak.

As soon as the sun rose, Vice General Du knocked on the door.

When Chen Xing and Song Yiguo arose, they were met by Larsen, the captain of the Baling Country military police. He offered a respectful salute. "My apologies for the disturbance. Last night, Miss Situ was assassinated. We reviewed the security footage and discovered a woman in black acting furtively on the thirtieth floor, where the incident occurred. We’d like to investigate, and we hope Young Master Song will cooperate."

Young Master Song watched the entire security feed. A woman dressed in black did indeed appear on the thirtieth floor. She stared at the room Situ Lei Hao was staying in for a moment before leaving, then reappeared on the twenty-ninth floor, entered a room, and vanished.

It was right around the time of Situ Yuanyuan’s murder.

You could clearly tell it was a woman, a woman with an exceptional figure, no less.

Nothing else was visible.

Her hairstyle, her face, her nationality... nothing.

"The woman clearly entered Room 2903. Why aren’t you there making an arrest? What’s the meaning of coming to us?" Song Yiguo was visibly displeased.

He had suspected Chen Xing at first, but after seeing the footage, he felt it was highly unlikely to be her.

The woman in black had only appeared on the twenty-ninth and thirtieth floors, while they were staying on the forty-second.

Most crucially, he didn’t believe Chen Xing’s figure was that curvaceous.

The Chen Xing he remembered had a rather flat figure, far from the alluring silhouette in the video.

Larsen also looked helpless. "To be frank, Young Master Song, the occupant of 2903 is a man, and he’s in his fifties. There’s no one else living there, let alone a woman."

"Captain Situ is adamant it was Miss Chen’s doing. He said the two of them had an unpleasant confrontation yesterday and that Miss Situ’s injury was also her fault. He’s forcing me to investigate, insisting that if Miss Chen never went out, the black clothes, mask, and everything else must still be in the room... I’m only here, against my better judgment, in the hopes of clearing Miss Chen’s name..."

’Such pretty words. But he still believed Situ Lei Hao, didn’t he?’

Song Yiguo looked at Chen Xing.

His meaning was plain: if she was the one who did it, she should give him a hint, and he had ways to prevent the police from searching.

Who would have thought that Chen Xing would stand up, point to her large backpack, and say with complete openness, "All my things are in there. You can search whatever you like!"

’Are you kidding me?’

’She had her own pocket dimension, after all.’