Blood Handprint - Chapter 11
"You mean you really witnessed Feng Xinhua's dying moments?" Lu Kang leaned closer to Wen Shan and asked.
Wenshan nodded firmly and said, "Yes, very clearly. Your old Scottish theory can't explain this, can it?"
Lu Kang did not give a direct answer, but continued to think along his own lines of thought.
“It seems we have two things we can do right now,” Wenshan said.
Lu Kang continued, "First, we need to investigate the cause of Feng Xinhua's death and find out who kicked him in the back; second, we need to force Zhao Fenqiang to tell the truth."
“Yes,” Wenshan stood up and paced excitedly in the living room. “I feel that the two are definitely closely related, or even the same thing, just two different links. The person who wants to kill Feng Xinhua may be the buyer, and Zhao is just a tool for them, acting as the implementer.”
“That’s right,” Lu Kang also stood up. “This is a meticulously planned murder case, but according to Feng Xinhua, it seems he doesn’t want revenge. He keeps saying he wants to go home. Why is that?”
"Does Feng Xinhua know that he has no hope of revenge? Could it be that the other party is really someone important? Even our director is speaking up for him," Wenshan asked.
“Your director may not know the truth; there may be dozens of layers of connections involved.”
"That's true."
“But given your current identity and circumstances, it might not be easy for you to investigate the cause of Feng Xinhua’s death,” Lu Kang said worriedly.
“We have to find a way, otherwise what am I supposed to do? Walk around every night?” Wenshan said helplessly.
"We need to think of a solution, but it's not easy to get things done. However, we can start with people. The only person we know who knows the truth is Zhao Fenqiang, so it seems we can only start with him."
“Yes, now we know what Feng Xinhua is looking for, so dealing with Zhao will be easier, but Zhao Fenqiang definitely won’t tell me the truth.”
"He won't do that to you, but he will to someone else."
"who?"
“Feng Xinhua!” Lu Kang said, emphasizing each word.
Wenshan lit a cigarette, fiddling with the lighter in his hand, while nervously pondering Lu Kang's words. Suddenly, he remembered something, "No, no, this won't work."
---Magpie Bridge Fairy
Reply [19]: "Why?"
“Zhao Fenqiang can recognize my voice. He’ll know as soon as we start talking. I can’t fool that old fox.”
"That's a problem, hmm... but there's still a solution. Let's listen to the recording of Feng's voice from last night and then imitate him."
How to imitate?
"That's easy. First, record what you say, then process it into Feng's voice using a computer, then hide it beforehand, and play it when you see Zhao."
Lu Kang then brought out the receiver from the room, handed Wenshan an earpiece, put one on himself, and pressed the replay button.
To their surprise, only Wenshan's voice came through the receiver, while Feng's voice mysteriously disappeared.
“Strange, I clearly heard every word you said last night, right through this earpiece,” Lu Kang said, then pulled out the earpiece and banged it heavily on the table a few times, as if that would bring out Feng’s voice.
"are you sure?"
"Absolutely certain."
"That's strange, but it's not surprising when you think about it. Your teacher's theory is that there's no matter in Feng's space, right? So the sounds we heard last night were just air fluctuations. You can't record them as data." Wen Shan seemed to understand very well, but it made a lot of sense, leaving Lu Kang with no way to refute it.
“Even if we don’t record it, it doesn’t matter. I still remember his voice and appearance. Besides, Zhao has only heard it once, just a few words. His impression may not be as deep as ours. As long as we make it look convincing even to ourselves, we can definitely fool him. Moreover, he has already been frightened once, and he may not be able to withstand a second shock,” Lu Kang said confidently.
"Why not give it a try?" Wen Shan actually hoped the plan would succeed, because if Zhao confessed and his words were recorded, it would be irrefutable evidence. He would be able to solve a major case by his own hands, and this achievement would definitely leave the director speechless.
"Of course it's worth a try. As long as Zhao confesses and we record his words, that's irrefutable evidence. You'll have solved a major case by your own hands, and that achievement will leave your director speechless."
Wen Shan stared wide-eyed at Lu Kang, "How did you know what I was thinking?"
"Hehe, you always forget my major," Lu Kang said with a smile.
"Impressive! When shall we take action?" Wenshan asked.
"Last night you asked Feng Xinhua's soul not to possess your body, and it said it didn't know. That means you won't be able to sleep peacefully until you help it fulfill its wish. It seems you have no choice. The sooner you act, the better for you."
"Let's do it tonight, while the iron is hot!"
As agreed beforehand, Wenshan went directly to Lu Kang's office to meet him after finishing work in the evening.
"Is everything ready?" Wenshan went straight to the point as soon as they met.
“Alright,” Lu Kang said, waving the small black box in his hand, “Feng Xinhua’s voice is all here; I’ve recorded everything he wanted to say.”
Wen Shan was puzzled; Lu Kang always seemed to be able to conjure up so many black boxes.
"You don't need to say anything at night, just focus on how to pretend to be sleepwalking."
"This is easy. I've become an expert in this field in the past two weeks."
"We can't let our guard down. You still need to think back on many details. Come on, let's go eat together and prepare slowly when we get back. There's still plenty of time. I can also help you recall the details while we eat."
The two then went downstairs to a restaurant and sat down. Perhaps because the truth was about to be revealed, they were in a good mood and had a good appetite. They ate for a long time, and Lu Kang even offered Wen Shan some wine.
Back in Lu Kang's office, the two began preparations.
"This is a media player, it's remote-controlled, you don't need to worry about it. I'll select what Feng says based on the actual situation. This is a recorder, your promotion depends on it, hehe... This is a tracker, I'll be following you. By the way, would you like some water?"