The Many Tasks of Wrapping Things Up

[Hint: The comprehensive deduction Yugi "Alice's Park" has ended]

[Case truth restored 90% (original plot 40% + hidden plot increased by 50%)]

[Increase in Personality Assimilation Degree: 0]

[Rating: S]

[Gained Deduction Points: 2500 (Hidden Story) (Score Bonus) (Side Quest) (Deduction Contribution)]

[Received offerings: Rose Mask (unfused, reward from the Ghost Notice), Forbidden Chair (unfused)]

[You can choose to merge after the simulation ends]

[Title earned: Stunning Schemer]

[Based on the evaluation, the strategist Yu Xing's rank remains unchanged.]

[Exiting simulation]

Clear settlement prompts left their mark on the panel, Yu Xing gradually lost consciousness of her body, as if floating in some strange space.

Just like last time, he drifted away from Alice's Park. Unfortunately, this time he could no longer appreciate what his surroundings looked like.

Yu Xing clicked his tongue inwardly, glanced at the offering rewards, and then looked at the deduction points, which had suddenly increased by a level compared to the previous deduction Yugi. He gained a general understanding of the basic rewards for the Differentiation Tier deduction.

The increase is quite significant, which is commensurate with the difficulty level that hides the plot and prevents players from having a smooth experience.

The darkness lasted for a while, Yu Xing waited quietly. The loss of sight often makes other senses more acute. After an unknown amount of time, he heard the faint sound of rain.

It was as if, somewhere far away, raindrops were generously falling to the ground, soaking everything.

A few seconds later, the area covered by rain seemed to be slowly pulled closer, closer and closer, extinguishing the raging fire in Yu Xing's mind and bringing a long-lost coolness.

The sound of rain grew louder, pouring down from a distant place and surrounding us.

A faint light rose in Yu Xing's eyes. He seemed to see a beam of light brighter than anything else, constantly moving. A blurry shadow appeared before his eyes, and he held something cold that belonged only to inanimate objects in his hand. He twitched his index finger and suddenly realized that it was the umbrella he was holding.

That beam of light was the flashlight that Gao Chang'an was holding.

The moment he returned to the real world, all the harm he had suffered in the Absurd World vanished, including blindness and the almost out-of-control chilling aura.

Yu Xing's mind was clear, and she readily accepted the exchange between the two worlds and became aware of the current situation.

Time remained frozen at the moment he activated Alice's Ruby, drawing Han Xinyi into the deduction.

The gears of time, which had previously stood still, have now begun to turn again.

Gao Chang'an was chasing Qu Xuanqing, who was disguised as Zhang Yu. The beam of flashlight was already far away from Yu Xing and was moving away rapidly. Closer to them were Yu Jiaming holding a gun and Han Xinyi with a pale face.

The two figures faced off with tense tension, while he stood at a distance, holding an umbrella, calmly standing in the rain, like a passerby who had nothing to do with it.

It seemed that everything would continue in the same direction as before. Han Xinyi's sickly smile hadn't even completely faded yet. Yu Jiaming coldly and warily aimed at the suspect who had almost committed murder in front of him, the captain of the criminal investigation team, and was resisting. If this seemingly weak young girl made any unusual move, he would not hesitate to shoot.

But in reality, things are completely different now.

Han Xinyi dies in the simulation, and in reality, she will also die unexpectedly for some reason that won't affect anyone else, and no one will notice anything amiss.

The abilities she relied on have all been taken back by the deduction system.

She could no longer maintain her smile and stood there blankly in the rain, only to turn her face to Yu Jiaming's dark gun barrel.

"..."

Han Xinyi knew she was about to die again. If she could, she wouldn't want to spend her last short time in this world under such circumstances.

The heavy rain severely impaired visibility, but Han Xinyi still unconsciously looked in the direction of Yu Xing. Without visual enhancement, she could only see a blurry, tall figure standing there with an inexplicable sense of superiority, watching over everything.

We lost. We lost terribly.

Just by looking at the figure's posture, Han Xinyi could sense a sense of composure, which made her have no doubt that the man who had successfully killed her in the simulation had safely completed the simulation Yugi of Alice's Hell.

He achieved all his goals, while she, because of her wrong choices, met her demise.

She underestimated this person.

Han Xinyi tugged at the corners of her mouth, trying to reveal a self-deprecating smile, but she failed. Having lost her power, Han Xinyi couldn't even muster a trace of resentment. Firstly, she had no resources to change her situation, and secondly, the promise Yu Xing made to her before she "closed her eyes" was truly tempting to her.

She's very tired now and doesn't want to do anything more.

Only one thought, hidden for many years, sprouted in her mind, like a seed that had found a habitat, suddenly taking root, sprouting, and growing wildly. She wanted to call Han Yan.

She really wanted to tell Han Yan in person...

"I like you."

It's not the kind of affection that comes from family.

But I hate you.

It transcends liking into hate.

"What else do you plan to do?" Yu Jiaming such terrible weather, firing a gun was the worst-case scenario.

One wrong move and someone might hurt the others present, even though it was only Yu Xing.

Hearing the police captain's powerful question, Han Xinyi snapped out of her daze, stared at Yu Jiaming for a moment, and finally chuckled softly.

The things Han Yan taught her weren't quite right either.

Just a second ago, in a very real sense, this man, who was completely at her mercy and unaware that he had just escaped death, now had the power to completely control her life.

If she makes even the slightest movement, she might be shot at?

Han Yan said that people who live in the gutter can easily cross the line of morality and control the life and death of others.

But the fact is, this filthy piece of trash who has lived in the sewers for so long has finally been punished by those on the moral high ground.

Screw your power of life and death.

Han Yan is a real jerk.

Two almost sarcastic conclusions suddenly popped into Han Xinyi's mind.

Right? What a terrible situation! He personally ruined his daughter's life.

That's amazing.

If she had met someone like Yu Xing instead of Han Yan when she was a child, would everything have been different?

Of course, this could only be a luxurious delusion she indulged in before her death.

"I'm sorry." Han Xinyi walked towards Yu Jiaming, Yu Jiaming immediately raised the muzzle of his gun.

"Don't move." He stared intently at Han Xinyi, wondering if his vision had been impaired by the heavy rain, because he could no longer see the murder weapon that should have been in Han Xinyi's hand.

Han Xinyi tilted her head and obediently stopped.

The sudden compliance made Yu Jiaming feel uneasy. He instinctively widened his eyes and searched his mind for the best way to capture the suspect.

Yu Xing watched from the Yu Jiaming, "You don't need to be so careful. The other person is just an ordinary girl. She can't possibly fight back against a skilled detective like you."

But he didn't speak, only unconsciously turning the umbrella handle and looking away into the building not far away.

Han Xinyi jumped from this dilapidated building, but what about the other person inside...? Did they escape, or were they hiding up there watching?

If Han Zhiyong were smart, he would never have come out to cause trouble.

I don't want to get arrested.

Han Xinyi spoke in the rain, her soft voice somewhat drowned out by the rain, but everyone present still heard her. "There's no time. I want to do something of my own. Being caught will be troublesome."

Yu Jiaming said, "Stop talking nonsense, we won't let you get away!"

Han Xinyi wasn't originally referring to him.

Only two people could understand what she meant: Yu Xing and Han Zhiyong, who might not have run away yet.

She was about to die; being captured and then suddenly dying would easily raise suspicion.

There was a hidden threat in those words, mainly directed at Han Zhiyong. She was a dying woman anyway, and if she were arrested, she might expose some of the things her "good uncle "Han Zhiyong had done.

Her meaning was quite clear: she wanted either Han Zhiyong or Yu Xing to help her escape Yu Jiaming's current control. She still had things she wanted to do, and after she finished them, she would find a secluded place to wait for her execution.

Han Xinyi gave Yu Xing a pleading look. Although she couldn't see Yu Xing's expression, she was certain that Yu Xing could see her clearly.

But Yu Xing didn't move.

He discreetly glanced at the upper floors of the dilapidated building out of the corner of his eye, trying to find out Han Zhiyong's whereabouts.

Fortunately, the threat was indeed received by someone who knew Han Xinyi's temperament. A few seconds later, Yu Jiaming once again felt his body being restrained by a strange force. A small, bluish-gray hand landed on his head from behind. He felt as if a small, childlike thing was lying on his back.

This thing beyond his comprehension made him feel cold all over. His hand holding the gun was unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as Han Xinyi seemed to receive some kind of signal and fled into the distance, quickly disappearing from sight like Zhang Yu.

"How could this happen..." Captain Yu's voice was low, tinged with frustration and fear. The presence of the thing on his back was too strong; he felt that it could grab his neck at any moment and smash his head down like a watermelon...

"Captain Yu, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Suddenly, another hand, still slightly warm, landed on his shoulder. Yu Xing's voice was filled with confusion.

In that instant, his back suddenly felt lighter, the feeling of restraint vanished as if it had never existed. Yu Jiaming trembled slightly, turned around, and met Yu Xing's concerned gaze.

His keen senses kicked in at that moment. He stared intently at Yu Xing's face, not wanting to miss a single subtle expression, and asked, "Is everything alright? Was there... anything on my back just now?"

Yu Xing raised an eyebrow. "Hmm? What is that?"

He didn't directly deny it, because psychologically speaking, this answer actually means the respondent knows what the questioner is referring to.

Yu Jiaming's momentum faltered. He didn't believe it was just his imagination. One time was one thing, but so many mishaps occurred when he was trying to catch the murderer. How could it be just a coincidence?

Yu Xing definitely knew something; from the very beginning, the young man's appearance was accompanied by an inexplicable sense of absurdity. However, he didn't get the answer he wanted from Yu Xing, and for the time being, he had no reason to continue asking.

Yu Jiaming had no choice but to skip the topic and looked in the direction Han Xinyi had gone. "It's nothing, she probably just hasn't been resting enough lately and has a bit of a physical problem. She just couldn't move for a moment."

Yu Xing understood. "This isn't quite normal. You should take some time to go to the hospital for a checkup."

Yu Jiaming: "..." You speak as if it were the truth.

Yu Xing smiled slightly, "Aren't you going to give chase? Your officers should be arriving soon."

Yu Jiaming Yu Jiaming Yu Xing a deep look before chasing after Han Xinyi in the direction she had left, while contacting the team members to form an encirclement.

Professional arrangements are always quick and effective. Yu Xing followed along leisurely, catching a glimpse of a little devil crawling on the ground into the dilapidated building.

This is the one that climbed onto Yu Jiaming's back earlier; it's Han Zhiyong's pet.

With him there, Han Zhiyong naturally didn't dare to cause trouble with the little devil. He only gave Han Xinyi a chance to leave before obediently taking back the little devil, which could be considered a sign of weakness in a way.

It seems that everything has settled down.

Yu Xing thought that tomorrow morning, there might be news reports like "Serial killer who committed Throat Cutting Case arrested, died unexpectedly while on the run."

This doesn't mean the case ends there. Even though the murderer is dead, the chain of evidence in this case still needs to be completed. Whether it's the criminal investigation team, the court, the notary office, or the media reporters, they will all be busy for some time afterward.

Hmm... Yu Jiaming seems to have realized something.

"Looks like I'll have to stay in Fuhua City for a while longer..." Yu Xing murmured softly. In fact, he had a lot of finishing work to do, including Zhang Yu and Zeng Ranran's future, the final stage of the investigation into the Throat Cutting Case, catching Han Yan by Han Zhiyong's tail, and even getting used to his upcoming "healthy body" during this time. He also had to deal with the attention caused by the prop Meng Po's Soup, and the possibility of Huai, Huang Bai, Zeng Lai and others searching for him in reality.

He doesn't mind making friends with a few people; after all, he's not in a position where he'd be best off alone, and he needs connections.

However... being proactive is worse than being passive, so he still needs to find out these people's movements first.

A cold wind blew by, making Yu Xing shiver. He listened to the sound of rain and stretched his stiff finger joints.

Ignoring everything else, right now, I just hope Qu Xuanqing can get to the abandoned, dilapidated building where Zhang Yu and Zeng Ranran are as soon as possible, so that Gao Chang'an can find the real "Zhang Yu" and complete the last bit of the action plan.

Most importantly, return the jacket to the little boy; after all, it's still quite cold, and catching a cold wouldn't be good.

Thinking of this, Yu Xing smiled silently.