After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Met the Reborn Omega - Chapter 41

Chen Lin hadn’t expected to meet Lin Changsheng again.
Although she had considered reaching out to Lin Changsheng to ask about what happened back then, after hearing what Mo Zhaoyan said, she had decided it was better to show some restraint.
After all, she was no longer a police officer — working as a private detective was exhausting enough — and she didn’t want to offend any local powers.

“Won’t you invite me in to sit for a while?”
Lin Changsheng raised an eyebrow and smiled at Chen Lin.
The person standing before her showed none of the fear she used to have in front of the police all those years ago.
Chen Lin had worried that Mo Zhaoyan had sheltered Lin Changsheng too well — but now she realized she had overthought it.

The cane in Chen Lin’s hand thudded heavily against the floor as she moved aside to let Lin Changsheng in.
Watching her limp forward, one step at a time, each accompanied by a loud thud, Lin Changsheng found it impossible to ignore the deliberate weight she placed on her injured leg.

Lin Changsheng sneered inwardly but kept a calm expression.
“Officer Chen, what happened? Did you hurt your leg?” she asked.
Isn’t it obvious you’re just trying to make me notice? she thought.
At this rate, you’ll break a hole in the floor.

Chen Lin chuckled awkwardly.
Honestly, her injury wasn’t that serious; she could walk without a cane if she wanted.
But she chose to exaggerate it on purpose.

“I was stabbed while trying to arrest someone,” she said casually. “But I still managed to put her behind bars.”

Lin Changsheng gave a polite smile and picked a comfortable seat.
“Officer Chen, you’ve always been impressive. What criminal could ever slip through your fingers?”

Her words were laced with mockery.
After all, Chen Lin had never managed to solve the major case back then.

Pretending not to hear the sarcasm, Chen Lin said calmly,
“I’m not a police officer anymore.”

She had said that line to many people before — maybe it solved some problems — but what did it matter to Lin Changsheng?

“You think one sentence — ‘I’m not a police officer anymore’ — is enough to wipe away our past grievances?”
Lin Changsheng’s voice was cold.

Of course, Chen Lin knew she was using that line as an excuse.
She also knew very well how much harm she had caused Lin Changsheng.

Back then, Chen Lin had arrested Lin Changsheng, subjecting her to 24 hours of nonstop interrogation.
Even though Lin Changsheng was eventually released for lack of evidence, the police had her tailed day and night for some time afterward.
Somehow, news of the incident leaked online.
The internet exploded with vicious accusations against Lin Changsheng, as if people had witnessed her crimes firsthand.

During that time, the police never came forward to clarify anything.
They allowed the rumors to crush Lin Changsheng.
In the end, even the police didn’t believe her — because there was no evidence to clear her name.

“I know. I owe you an apology,” Chen Lin said quietly.

She tossed her cane aside and hobbled toward Lin Changsheng, standing directly in front of her.
Lin Changsheng turned her head away, unwilling to look at Chen Lin’s guilty expression.

“I didn’t come here today to talk about that,” Lin Changsheng said flatly.
“You know I’ve lost my memory. I barely remember anything from back then — only that you interrogated me relentlessly.
What I actually want to ask about is my parents.
You were the one who handled their car accident case.”

Chen Lin, who had been preparing to explain the serial killer case, froze in surprise.
She frowned slightly, clearly trying to recall the details of the accident.

Without saying anything, she limped back to her study — presumably to find the case files.
Lin Changsheng didn’t get up to follow her; she simply sat there, silently staring at the cane lying abandoned on the floor.

Lin Changsheng hadn’t lied: her memory was fragmented.
She remembered Chen Lin’s face.
She remembered being interrogated, falsely accused.
She remembered the endless waves of strangers online, cursing her, trying to force her to confess to things she hadn’t done.

It had taken Lin Changsheng a tremendous amount of effort later to erase every trace of herself from the internet — to make those dark memories disappear.

Although Lin Changsheng couldn’t remember the details of the case itself, she knew she needed to encounter certain key people or objects to trigger her memories.

Before long, Chen Lin returned, holding a stack of papers.
After retiring, the police had revoked her access privileges, so she couldn’t pull up any official files electronically.
Instead, she reverted to the old-fashioned way — paper records.

“This is the original report I wrote back then,” Chen Lin said.

Technically, she wasn’t supposed to share it — even keeping a copy privately was already illegal, let alone handing it over to someone else.

Lin Changsheng accepted the report.
Ever since technology had advanced, almost everything had moved to digital formats. It was rare to see physical documents anymore.

2042, Month X, Day X

At 3 PM, the police received a call reporting an accident in a remote mountain ravine.
The caller claimed that a vehicle had crashed into a massive boulder that had fallen from the mountain.

By the time the police arrived at the scene, an ambulance had already taken two people away.
The caller had disappeared without a trace.
Following standard procedure, the police began inspecting the vehicle — but during the inspection, an explosion occurred, killing everyone present.

The case was later assigned to Chen Lin.
There was nothing left at the scene — everything had been blown to pieces.
Chen Lin could only pin her hopes on the injured survivors.
However, by the time she rushed to the hospital, the bodies had already been cremated.

Chen Lin questioned the family members.
Lin Xiaoyou stated that she hadn’t authorized the cremation — something felt very wrong, as if someone had deliberately destroyed the evidence.
Chen Lin immediately tried to contact everyone involved in the crash: doctors, nurses, attendants.
Shockingly, the lead surgeon disappeared right after finishing the operation, and the person responsible for cremation also vanished.
Everyone who had direct contact with Lin Changsheng’s parents had simply evaporated without a trace.

Although the case was riddled with suspicious details, without solid evidence, there was nothing the police could do.
In the end, the incident was officially ruled an accident.

Lin Changsheng stared at the useless report, then casually tossed it onto the floor.
Chen Lin hurried over to pick it up.

“My little ancestor, please don’t just throw it around! There’s only one copy!” she pleaded.

“You couldn’t find anything,” Lin Changsheng said coldly. “You’re absolutely useless.”

Chen Lin pouted.
“It’s not that I didn’t find anything. I just couldn’t keep digging once I reached a certain point.”

“Hmm?”
Lin Changsheng raised an eyebrow, signaling for her to continue.

“I looked into those missing medical staff,” Chen Lin explained.
“I found that they all had unusual deposits in their bank accounts.
I followed the money trail for a long time and eventually traced it back to Huayang Group.”

Hearing the familiar name, Lin Changsheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Huayang Group? Hua Miaomiao?
No, back in 2042, it was Hua Yan who was still in charge.
Was he the one who orchestrated all this?

Thinking back, that was around the time when Lin Changsheng’s relationship with Huayang Group had started to fracture.
It made sense — Hua Yan had plenty of reasons to cause her trouble.

“Hua Yan?” she asked, her voice low.

“Most likely.
And funny enough, the person Hua Yan hired… was the same one who crippled my leg,” Chen Lin said bitterly.

A sharp pain shot through Lin Changsheng’s head — a memory suddenly surged forward.

It was a pitch-black, stormy night.
Rain poured down in sheets.
Hua Yan lay in a muddy garbage pit, his once-luxurious clothing torn and soaked.
The cold raindrops kept pelting his face, each drop stinging like a slap.

His body was completely paralyzed, but his senses were frighteningly clear.
It was Lin Changsheng’s drug that did this to him.
She stood there, quietly looking down at him, her eyes filled with the same indifference one might have when staring at an ant.

Lin Changsheng wore white plastic gloves, slim high heels clicking lightly against the ground.
Her voice was cold and detached as she spoke,
“Where is she?”

Hua Yan knew exactly who Lin Changsheng was asking about.
It was the person he had hired.
He had never intended for her to kill anyone — things had spiraled out of control, far beyond what he had planned.
He never expected Lin Changsheng to find out.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’d better let me go—”
Even as he tried to sound threatening, Hua Yan’s voice came out weak and broken.
There was no strength left in him.

Lin Changsheng’s expression grew even colder, as if she were looking at a corpse.

Without a word, she lifted one foot and stomped down hard on Hua Yan’s groin.

“Ahhh!”
A scream like a dying pig tore through the air.
But Lin Changsheng showed no reaction.
Ignoring his cries for mercy, she kept stomping — again and again — until Hua Yan could no longer even scream, his body twitching uncontrollably.

Lin Changsheng picked up a small knife, aimed it carefully at the gland behind his neck, and stabbed it in without hesitation.

“Where is she?” she asked again.

“I… I really don’t know… please… help me…”
Hua Yan sobbed desperately.

No one would come to save him.
Lin Changsheng looked at his bloody, mangled body with disgust, kicked off her stained heels, and threw them aside before turning and walking away.

“Don’t worry,” she said coldly, without looking back,
“I’ll make sure to avenge you, Changsheng.”

Watching the cruelty and ruthlessness in her own eyes from that memory, Lin Changsheng could vaguely guess — this must have happened when she was under Xingyun’s control.

Receiving this memory made her head throb even worse.
She rubbed her temples, trying to ease the pain.

Seeing her discomfort, Chen Lin — surprisingly — showed a rare moment of concern.
“What’s wrong? Feeling sick?
Was that thing with Hua Yan your doing?
Didn’t you already get revenge on him? Why go after him again?”

Chen Lin’s tone was probing.
After all, no one really knew who had crippled Hua Yan.
Hua Yan had reported to the police, claiming that Lin Changsheng was responsible.
But the police never found any solid evidence, and Lin Changsheng had an airtight alibi.

Tests had detected hallucinogenic substances in Hua Yan’s system, making his testimony unreliable.

Lin Changsheng knew it had been Xingyun’s doing.
Xingyun always had her own ways of operating.
But from this, Lin Changsheng confirmed one thing — Hua Yan had indeed hired someone to go after her, and that person had spiraled out of control.

“You said you found that person?” Lin Changsheng asked.

“Yeah,” Chen Lin replied, a slight note of pride in her voice.
“I’m the one who arrested her.”

Lin Changsheng gave a cold laugh, clearly unimpressed.
“And her file?”

Chen Lin, still limping, hurried back to her room.
After a moment, she returned with a photograph in hand.

Lin Changsheng looked at the photo and felt a strange, inexplicable sensation stirring inside her.

The person in the photo looked frail, with an unnaturally pale face.
“We are all evil. We are all cursed with inferior genes. We are destined to commit crimes…”

As Lin Changsheng stared at the photo, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her gland.
Startled, she instinctively clutched her neck.
When she pulled her hand back, she saw it — blood.
Her palm was covered in blood.

Terrified, Lin Changsheng stumbled to her feet, alarming Chen Lin.
“What’s wrong with you?” Chen Lin asked, startled.

Lin Changsheng’s body trembled uncontrollably, fear rising in her chest.
When she looked again, her hands were clean — no blood, no pain.
It had all been a hallucination.
A fear so deeply ingrained it triggered a physical reaction.

The person in the photo wore a faint, almost gentle smile — seemingly harmless, innocent.

Lin Changsheng raised her hand to cover the lower half of the photo, leaving only the eyes visible.
Those deep eyes were filled with pure darkness.
“We are all evil…”
Xingyun had said the same words to her once.
Clearly, both Lin Changsheng and Xingyun had been deeply influenced by this woman.

“It’s her,” Lin Changsheng said, her voice low and steady.

Chen Lin was confused.
“Who?”

“The one who killed my parents.
The one who kidnapped me, almost destroyed my gland, framed me for the murder of a family of seven.”

Chen Lin’s heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t expected the weight of the information to hit so hard.
“What… what crime did she get arrested for?” she asked cautiously.

“Attempted murder… assaulting a police officer. She was caught three years ago and sentenced to seven years,” Chen Lin explained, her voice faltering as she thought about the gravity of the crimes Lin Changsheng had just described.

“Attempted murder? That’s it?!” Lin Changsheng laughed bitterly.
A serial killer, a person who had inflicted unimaginable pain on her — and in just over three more years, she would walk free.
Meanwhile, the scars she left on Lin Changsheng’s soul would never heal. They would haunt her for a lifetime.

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