You Mingxu's heart jolted. Biting her lower lip, she said, "Yin Feng, stop before it's too late. What you're doing now is already a crime. Let me out, and we can still avoid reaching an irreparable point. Do you hear me?"
But Yin Feng acted as if he hadn't heard. Those deep, dark eyes simply stared at her, and then he slowly smiled, saying, "A Xu, you already know my deepest, most hidden secret. I want to know the outcome—are you still willing to be with me?"
You Mingxu remained silent.
She watched the faint light in Yin Feng's eyes gradually dim.
"So, after all... I still can't have it?" he whispered. "For thirty years, everything I've ever wanted, I've never been able to obtain."
He stood up to leave.
You Mingxu shouted, "Stop right there!"
He paused.
You Mingxu said, "How much longer are you going to keep me locked up? Yin Feng, don't sink deeper! Don't go further down this path! If you let me out now, I promise you... I won't press charges. We can just let this go. But if you continue to imprison me, there really will be no turning back!"
Yin Feng turned his head, his face wearing an extremely bleak yet mocking smile. "You want to press charges against me? Do you think we can't make evidence disappear? Aside from your testimony, there will be nothing. I've already arranged for it. Tonight, 'Luo Yu's men' will break into your home, set a fire, and kidnap you. The police will spend some effort before finding evidence pointing to him. After all, he's always had ill intentions toward you. Luo Yu will refuse to admit it, and you'll be missing for a while. Until two months later, when the police will find all the evidence proving you died in an accident."
You Mingxu could hardly believe her ears. She roared, "Yin Feng, you're insane! You're a madman! You're truly a madman! A beast!"
Yin Feng shouted back, "Don't call me a beast! You're the one who provoked me, who fell in love with me, who promised never to leave me. And now you call me a beast? Just because I'm a born psychopath? Why is that my crime? I've endured it, restrained myself. That blade has been hanging over my head for thirty years—I never knew when it would fall. But I haven't killed anyone, haven't committed any crimes. I've even used my talents to prevent crimes. But you look at me with those eyes. You know I'm a freak, and you can't accept it anymore, can you? Because you're a police officer, you can't be with a born criminal. You like men like Jing Ping, detectives who are as upright as you, who always live in the light, right? But you're mine now. You're already mine. I've never truly possessed anything, so you won't be a detective anymore. You'll be with me forever and ever—ten years, twenty years, thirty years. I will be your world, your everything. A Xu, this feeling will be wonderful, truly wonderful. You'll have only me, and I'll have only you. We'll be together every day."
You Mingxu felt her scalp crawl as she listened. Staring at his slightly reddened eyes and the bulging veins on his forehead, she murmured, "Madman... madman... Don't come any closer, don't touch me..."
Yin Feng's expression darkened as he slowly walked back to her side.
"It's best not to say such things again," he said slowly. "'Don't,' 'don't touch me'... I don't like hearing them."
He lifted the blanket and lunged toward her.You Mingxu was pinned down firmly by him, writhing futilely beneath him. Yet her resistance seemed to excite him even more, as he buried his face in her collar. You Mingxu let out pained, restless gasps, crying and cursing through her tears.
Though Yin Feng’s body almost entirely covered and pressed down on You Mingxu, the scene was undoubtedly enough to make anyone’s blood run hot.
It was love, it was sin, it was plunder, it was destruction—a descent into deepening darkness and unrestrained depravity.
In the corner behind them, where almost no light reached, hidden in the most concealed spot, a pair of eyes watched the scene greedily. The owner of those eyes also felt a deadly thrill and excitement. Raising a phone with all sounds muted, they pressed the record button, capturing every moment that followed—the more brutal crimes about to unfold in this basement on this night.
——
The basement was quite cold. After tormenting You Mingxu for a while, Yin Feng pulled a quilt over both of them and slipped under it. Though the quilt provided some cover, his movements were unmistakable—his body shifted downward as he began to strip off her underwear.
It was at this moment that the unexpected happened.
You Mingxu, likely pushed to her breaking point, suddenly jerked her head up and slammed it into his as he drew near. Their heads collided violently. Yin Feng staggered, and seeing the hatred in her eyes, his heart grew even more stifled. With a sharp crack, a resounding slap landed on her face. The force seemed immense—her head snapped to the side and remained turned for a long moment.
“Stop resisting!” Yin Feng roared. “Stop fucking resisting!”
He gripped her chin, her long hair obscuring most of her face, but he heard her cold laugh. “Yin Feng, you’re truly ridiculous. Truly.”
“Shut up!”
“All these years, you thought you were upholding justice, even leading those who once committed crimes. Did you think you were some kind of savior? But in truth, you’re nothing! The real you is selfish, cowardly, timid—afraid of losing everything, so you dare not possess anything. You’re the most twisted, the most disgusting, the most hypocritical among them! You’ve been living in your own delusions, pretending to be someone you’re not!”
Yin Feng: “Shut up! I told you to shut up!” His hand instinctively moved to her throat, clamping down hard, trying to silence her.
But You Mingxu’s eyes were bloodshot, her entire being fiercely stubborn. Even as the pain in her throat intensified, she shouted, “You’re finished! There’s no saving you! Your crimes start with me, starting today. I did love you once, but now you’ve become the kind of person I despise most! I look down on you. I will never lay eyes on you again. Spend a lifetime together? Hah, you think I’d spend my life with you?”
“Don’t say another word!” Yin Feng seemed on the verge of losing control.
But You Mingxu acted as if she hadn’t heard—or perhaps because this man had once been the love of her heart, her eyes now held only hatred bordering on collapse. “I will never love you again. Even if you lock me away, even if you make me disappear, in my eyes, you’re no better than a dog. I don’t love you. You will never have me again! You have nothing, Yin Feng. You’ll have nothing left—only a lifetime of sin. You—”
She couldn’t utter another word.
Because Yin Feng had choked it all back in her throat.The basement fell into an eerie silence.
Yin Feng’s hands remained clamped around You Mingxu’s neck, tightening relentlessly. Time seemed to stand still in that moment, and her struggles gradually faded away. Finally, she stopped moving.
But Yin Feng’s hands still gripped her neck. Only after several minutes did he slowly release his hold. He stared at the motionless woman lying on the bed, then buried his face in his hands, not lifting it for a long time.
……
About ten minutes later, a soft “beep” sounded from the phone at Yin Feng’s waist. Only then did he lower his hands, glanced at the message on his phone, and turned to pinch the cheek of the person on the bed. He whispered, “Alright, he’s gone. Now he can’t escape.”