After My Death, I Became a Heartless Madman - Chapter 22.3

Lu’s mother stiffened, as if about to say something, but quickly caught herself.

“We don’t know any Song Shizhou…”

She paused, then added,

“Who is Song Shizhou? I’ve never heard that name. Oh, right, right…”

“Song Shizhou, I think I vaguely remember. She, I used to work as her nanny, and then I accompanied her to the countryside for a while. But as for where she is now, I really don’t know.”

The old grudge between the Song and Lu families had been buried by Song Lanyi to protect Song Fengyu’s reputation. To shield her, Song Lanyi claimed Song Shizhou was Feng Yu’s cousin, raised in the countryside and only recently brought back to the Inner City.

But Lu’s wife was Feng Yu’s birth mother. More than Song Lanyi, she cared about her precious daughter’s image. So whenever anyone asked about her connection to Shizhou, she insisted she knew nothing as if Song Shizhou had never existed.

Bai Ruowei smiled.

It was said that for those in the Surveillance Institute, time and patience were the cheapest commodities. But every second without knowing Song Shizhou’s whereabouts was unbearable for her. Right now, her patience was razor-thin.

Lu’s father still hadn’t answered her question.

The next moment, his leg broken once years ago snapped again.

The man let out a bloodcurdling scream. Having an old injury violently re-broken was surely an excruciating experience.

Lu’s mother shrieked.

“Stop!!!”

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Song Shizhou is my daughter! I’m her mother, I know her!!!”

She threw herself in front of Lu’s father.

“Don’t hit him anymore! His leg will really be ruined!”

Mia sneered.

“Mother.”

“Ask yourself, do you deserve that title?”

Of course not.

Struck to the core, Madam Lu was instantly thrown into disarray, her frantic heart pounding so violently it nearly leapt out of her chest.

“Miss, I can cooperate with you and answer your questions.”

“But before that, could you tell me… just who are you to Song Shizhou?”

Bai Ruowei froze.

She released the disheveled Mr. Lu and staggered over to a mirror. The Lu family’s mirror seemed unpolished for some time, reflecting her distorted face.

Blood stained the corner of Bai Ruowei’s lips perhaps her own, perhaps someone else’s. She gazed at her reflection. Even with a haggard face, pallid complexion, she remained as stunning and extraordinary as ever.

Disgusting,

she thought to herself.

Disgusting, wretched, and terrifying, a single glance from her could make people recoil in fear, avoiding her like the plague.

No wonder everyone feared and hated her.

Miss Bai exhaled softly, slowly tracing her fingers over her face.

Yet once, there had been someone in this world who neither feared nor hated her.

That person had found her, loved her, promised to take care of her, to love her for eternity.

Bai Ruowei had believed it.

But now, that person was gone.

At some point, a ghastly wound had appeared on Miss Bai’s forearm, flesh torn open, fresh blood trickling down her arm and pooling at her feet.

Gu Zhiyu frowned, her expression pained.

“Does it hurt?”

Bai Ruowei stared blankly at the wound.

“It’s fine.”

Her body had been enhanced by her Superpower, so ordinary injuries barely registered. Li Ningzhi had once called her “a woman of steel.” But right now, Bai Ruowei was in pain not from the wound,

but from her heart.

She brushed aside the messy strands of hair clinging to her face, her profile unconsciously tinged with crimson.

Madam Lu’s question echoed in her ears, but Bai Ruowei didn’t answer. Slowly, she turned around, her beautiful face marred by streaks of blood. Surveying the wreckage around her, she offered a smile uglier than tears.

“Who am I?”

Miss Bai spoke deliberately, her voice icy.

“I am her wife.”

“Wife?”

Madam Lu was stunned. Mr. Lu was stunned. Even the chubby boy pinned to the ground, nearly dozing off, was stunned.

Bai Ruowei suddenly burst into laughter.

“Executioners… we’re all executioners.”

She addressed the bewildered Lu family.

“Every single one of us here is an executioner who killed her.”

Madam Lu truly didn’t know Song Shizhou’s whereabouts. She had never been close to this adopted daughter and had barely contacted her after she returned to the Inner City, how could she possibly know where she was?

Mr. Lu had fainted again from fright. Mia impatiently ensured he stayed conscious. The chubby boy wailed, snot and tears streaming down his face.

“I know who knows where Song Shizhou is…”

Gu Zhiyu yanked his hair from behind, making him feel as if his scalp was being torn off.

“Lu Qi! She’s really close to Song Shizhou she even went to see her a few days ago!!!”

The boy gasped between sobs.

“She… she’ll be back soon. She gets out of school around ten and takes about an hour to walk home. She’ll be back any minute now, wuwuwu… please stop hitting me, I’ve told you everything I know.”

Bai Ruowei glanced at the quartz clock on the wall. There were about fifteen minutes left until the boy’s estimated time.

The room fell into an eerie silence. Father Lu lay on the floor, barely clinging to life, while Mother Lu knelt beside him, her face ashen. The chubby boy trembled uncontrollably, too terrified to even open his eyes.

Several minutes later, heavy footsteps echoed from outside the door.

A key turned in the lock with a metallic click, and the door creaked open with a groan.

A girl appeared in the doorway.

Miss Bai clutched a glass cup in her hand, one she had retrieved from Song Shizhou’s room. The room was small, now repurposed as a storage space, cluttered haphazardly with the little fatty’s clothes. Amid the mess, Bai Ruowei had picked up this cup.

She held it casually at first, but the moment Lu Qi stepped through the door, as if suddenly overcome with tenderness, she carefully placed the cup on the table.

Then, she flipped the entire table over.

Even though the girl before her still bore the appearance of a teenager, Bai Ruowei could never forget that face, the same indifferent expression she had worn by Song Shizhou’s sickbed.

Miss Bai’s pheromones surged at a terrifying rate. Mia stepped in front of her.

“Bai, don’t act rashly. I’ll make sure this person tells you what you want to know.”

The door was quickly locked by Gu Zhiyu. Lu Qi huddled in the corner, motionless. She was clever enough to understand what had just happened without needing an explanation.

Looking at her parents and younger brother collapsed on the floor, Lu Qi broke into a delighted smile.

“I know what you want to ask me.”

Gu Zhiyu grabbed her by the collar, trying to prevent her from saying anything that might provoke Miss Bai. The girl was shaken violently, but Lu Qi only laughed harder.

“Go ahead and beat them all to death. I won’t tell you anything.”

Two hours later, Gu Zhiyu reported that Lu Qi was finally willing to talk.

Bai Ruowei had never heard of Flying Bird Town before.

No matter how remote, she had visited every location due to missions yet this small town on the edge of the Thirteenth District had somehow been strangely overlooked. If not for the possibility that Song Shizhou might be hiding here, she would never have come.

Perhaps due to the continuous rain, the only dirt road leading to Flying Bird Town had turned into a muddy swamp. With the buses out of service, Bai Ruowei had no choice but to grit her teeth and slam on the accelerator. Li Ningzhi, sitting in the passenger seat, winced in distress as her expensive vehicle roared through the muck. Unsurprisingly, it would soon be reduced to scrap metal.

After resting nearby for a while, Li Ningzhi hurried back, grumbling internally. Even if Miss Bai didn’t want the car anymore, she could have at least given it to her instead of wasting it like this.

After an exhausting struggle, they finally arrived in Flying Bird Town.

The place was embarrassingly small, just two streets that could be seen from end to end, dotted with scattered bungalows.

Calling it a “town” was almost too generous.

To avoid alerting anyone, Bai Ruowei had Mia and the others stay nearby for a few days first. The operation was so meticulously planned it might as well have been a special arrest mission. Bai Ruowei couldn’t help but laugh at herself, why go to such lengths?

Truthfully, she wasn’t even sure if she should believe Lu Qi. Even if Lu Qi was telling the truth, she had no guarantee that Song Shizhou would actually be in Flying Bird Town.

Right now, she was just desperately grasping at straws.

The past Chief Inspectors of the Inner City had never been as flamboyant as Bai Ruowei. But there was no helping it, she was of mixed heritage, born with long white hair. For public appearances, she always had to dye it the common brown-black and wear dark brown contacts to mask her eye color.

Today, she wasn’t wearing the contacts, they always made her eyes hurt. Instead, Miss Bai had on a pair of black sunglasses, completely concealing her swollen eyelids.

Bai Ruowei deliberately slowed her pace, but within moments, she had already taken in the entire layout of Flying Bird Town. She silently memorized the town’s map, thinking it might come in handy later.

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