Simulated Crime, This Criminal Doesn’t Seem to Be Acting

As long as Zhou Qingyue exists, there will continue to be victims like Lin Ying. He is only fifteen now, and there are still three years of high school, four years of college, and then entering society.

Will he give up this game during this process?

No, he won't.

He will only become more extreme, or hide his plans better.

Su Yang, Qin He, Qian Can, and Zhong Tongxin are all just tools. Without them, his family can easily attract similar tools.

Ye Sangsang understands, and the audience in the live stream also understands Lin Ying's deep intentions.

【Round and round, endless, Lin Ying is so smart.】

【She didn't notice his little tricks, but she realized he is the core.】

【Zhou Qingyue thinks he's clever, but he doesn't know that Lin Ying's values are straightforward. For her, there is no room for retreat. At fifteen, if she realizes he is evil, then he is evil.】

The audience doesn't fully side with Lin Ying; they are just watching the story and gaining insights.

This time, they clearly understand the necessity of eradicating the root of evil and investigating relentlessly.

Before, when the authorities said these things, it was just a cliché to them.

Now they truly understand the weight and far-reaching impact of these words.

Ye Sangsang quickly withdraws her gaze, sensing the curiosity in Zhou Qingyue's eyes.

It's as if a god is watching a butterfly desperately struggling in a spider's web. The more she struggles, the more entangled she becomes, trapped in the fate he weaves.

While he watches, Ye Sangsang is reviewing the game task materials, analyzing Lin Ying's crime time and location.

After analyzing, she knows Zhou Qingyue will make his move soon.

As long as she's sent to prison, Zhou Qingyue will have perfectly completed this murder game.

But he still wants to toy with her, letting her experience bullying again, revealing fear and despair.

Sure enough, Ye Sangsang encounters even more brutal school bullying.

This time, they added a banner: Ye Sangsang is the killer.

Stepping on the so-called justice, they commit the act of bullying.

Under such circumstances, the forum updates again, and the account reappears with evidence.

However, the evidence is not conclusive, and the police do not summon her a second time.

Ye Sangsang knows the timing is right.

After repeatedly sinking into despair, she finds Zhou Qingyue and tells him she is not the killer.

This is Lin Ying's plan because she knows Zhou Qingyue will not let her off easily.

Such a person values his stimulation and pleasure greatly, and he will reveal everything to someone who poses no threat.

Plunging her into the deepest despair.

She looks up, her eyes pleading and filled with the desire to live, "Only you can save me. I really didn't do it. Only if you believe and explain, can I stop being bullied."

A flicker of guilt flashes in her eyes, a deliberate expression from Ye Sangsang. Letting him know she is guilty, that she is just cheating, thinking the person in front of her doesn't know she is the killer of the four.

This is the effect Zhou Qingyue wants.

This is the opportunity he desires, to tear off her mask and tell her the more despairing truth of being used to kill.

"I don't believe you didn't kill them. You are the killer. Dare you say you don't hate them?" Zhou Qingyue looks at her, his usual coldness mixed with a performance of anger this time.

Ye Sangsang shakes her head vigorously, "No... I didn't, I never thought of killing them. Can you listen to my explanation? I also explained to the police, and they believe I didn't kill anyone! Why doesn't anyone believe me, wuwuwuwu..."

【Wow, it's complicated.】

Summary: Lin Ying deliberately tricks Zhou Qingyue, intending to kill him, but Zhou Qingyue thinks Lin Ying just wants to escape punishment and bullying. He wants to reveal the truth of his behind-the-scenes manipulation and make Lin Ying completely desperate.

【A bit convoluted, thanks for the summary. Thanks to Ye Sangsang's acting, I want to see who wins!】

Zhou Qingyue shows signs of hesitation, looking at Ye Sangsang with timely doubt in his eyes.

"What did you say to the police? Do they really believe you aren't the killer?" Although he knows his flaws, he still wants to ask Ye Sangsang out of pure curiosity.

The person in front of him is his most perfect work.

Thinking about the truth she might face, his eyes are filled with pride and malice.

Ye Sangsang looks down, unable to see his expression, but she feels he's hooked.

She slightly raises her head, her round teary eyes showing a happy expression, "Will you listen to my explanation?"

Zhou Qingyue looks at her and says, "If you are truly innocent."

His fingers, excited, twitch slightly beside him but are quickly hidden behind him.

"Thank you for giving me a chance. I always knew you aren't like Qian Can and the others. You seem aloof on the surface, but sometimes you help me out of trouble. I really appreciate it!" she says with a smile.

Zhou Qingyue thinks for a moment, speaking gently, "In that case, after school this afternoon, I'll take you to the piano room at my school. Explain everything. If you are innocent, I will clear your name."

The last two words he says with particular subtlety, filled with a hint of sarcasm.

Ye Sangsang pretends not to understand, nodding excitedly.

Zhou Qingyue doesn't allow his plan to go wrong, so he ensures no more bullying happens to Ye Sangsang after school.

See, he doesn't even need to speak; he can stop everything.

Skipping the timeline, Ye Sangsang, with a timid expression, arrives at the school's piano room, which belongs to Zhou Qingyue.

The room is filled with various instruments: pianos, violins, cellos, etc. The wooden instruments gleam under the lights, exuding an expensive aura, showcasing the owner's taste.

They are also part of the perfect image Zhou Qingyue has built for himself.

Narcissistic personality disorder really enjoys building a flawless personal image.

This is his private domain, no one can enter without his permission.

Zhou Qingyue doesn't seem worried about his safety or confident that Ye Sangsang can't hurt him.

He sits on a sofa, scrutinizing Ye Sangsang as she enters.

After closing the door, the piano room becomes highly soundproof.

There are bodyguards outside; they briefly check Ye Sangsang's bag before letting her in. Ye Sangsang smiles; it's a schoolbag, and the bottom is a hardboard, easily separating the layers to hide what she wants to bring in.

However, even without it, she would achieve her desired result.

They won't enter, and Zhou Qingyue won't let them hear this secret.

"Speak," he gestures for Ye Sangsang to start.

Ye Sangsang recounts everything from the interrogation room, all the details, all the evidence showing she didn't kill anyone.

After more than ten minutes, she looks at Zhou Qingyue, pleading, "I really didn't kill them. You have to believe me! I don't dare. Will you trust me?"

She looks at Zhou Qingyue eagerly, hoping for his approval to clear her name.

"If it's not you, then who?" Zhou Qingyue looks at her, ruthlessly judging her innocence again.

Ye Sangsang's face pales slightly, looking at him and shaking her head, "No, I really didn't do it."

"Oh? Then explain this photo," Zhou Qingyue directly opens the drawer beside him, pulling out three photos and throwing them in front of Ye Sangsang, "I bought these photos at a high price, enough to prove you are the killer. You are the one who killed them."

Ye Sangsang's expression turns panicked, glancing at the photos and stepping back several paces.

As she moves, Zhou Qingyue's smile deepens.

He looks at Ye Sangsang, his expression indignant, questioning, "What? Do you still think it wasn't you? What are you pretending for!"

Ye Sangsang's expression becomes calm and indifferent, revealing a hateful and vengeful gaze.

"So what! They deserved it! They are all scum of society, and I think they died too easily..." She no longer pretends to be pitiful, exposing Lin Ying's truest thoughts.

She directed her words toward Zhou Qingyue: “Haven’t you seen it all? How they’ve tormented me! The scars on my body, the emotional trauma—they’ve made me live like a dog at this school! Why can’t I retaliate! What did I do wrong! I didn’t do anything wrong! Why are you looking at me like that!”

She was hysterical, her expression a mix of despair and stubborn defiance, as she sought affirmation, convinced she was in the right.

Deep down, she knew that the person in front of her most desired to see this expression on her face.

As expected, Zhou Qingyue’s expression softened slightly, revealing a hint of pleasure, his eyes glinting with an underlying arrogance.

He watched as Ye Sangsang rolled up her sleeve, exposing the scars beneath, as she recounted her pain and struggles.

She wanted to convince herself, to convince him to keep all of this hidden.

Poor victim, she hadn’t realized that the man standing before her was the true mastermind.

He savored his handiwork, and after two minutes of Ye Sangsang’s impassioned defense, he finally spoke: “But… everything you’re accusing them of… you were the one who did it! The ice you placed in Su Yang’s shower, the shower gel you smeared, the stool you moved—I know all about it…”

Ye Sangsang’s fists clenched, and her impassioned words now rang hollow.

“I… I… it’s because they bullied me… I didn’t want to… they forced me to do it… I had no choice…” she weakly defended herself, but as she spoke, she felt a growing sense of helplessness, knowing that what Zhou Qingyue said was true.

Zhou Qingyue watched her, then stood up, facing the fragile and frail Ye Sangsang.

After a pause, he began to speak, delivering what he believed to be his judgmental verdict: “Do you think I don’t know how it happened? I watched him stumble out of the shower, his head drenched in icy water after his workout, disoriented and cursing. He slipped on the steps, his body crashing straight into the exposed corner, blood gushing out.”

Ye Sangsang’s eyes widened in horror, her hands gripping her mouth as she stared at him in disbelief, urging him to continue.

As she hoped, he went on: “He didn’t die immediately, just bled profusely, his body paralyzed from the head wound. I walked in, just watching him, watching as his blood slowly seeped out.”

“He even called out to me for help, but little did he know, that’s exactly what I wanted to see.”

“I watched his face grow pale, watched as his dilated pupils stared back at me.”

Ye Sangsang took a step back, her legs giving out as she fell into the chair behind her, her eyes filled with confusion and despair.

“You… why…” she stammered, still dazed by the shock, unable to respond with any greater emotion.

Zhou Qingyue enjoyed her reaction thoroughly.

He gazed at Ye Sangsang, leaning in to admire her, speaking in a measured tone: “Do you think… who told you about Su Yang’s habits? Don’t you remember? It was me who sparked the conversation about bathroom assignments, about how Su Yang complained that the janitor didn’t clean the men’s bathroom properly, causing him to slip on the second step?”

【It really was him! I suspected this all along!】

【Sangsang’s instincts were spot on! Poor Lin Ying must be terrified right now!】

【Unthinkable—what kind of person could watch a friend they’ve known for years, even decades, die like that?】

The confirmation of these suspicions left many in shock, both at Zhou Qingyue’s coldheartedness and his cruelty.

Ye Sangsang instinctively recoiled, wanting to put more distance between herself and the man in front of her.

“You… you…” she stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence.

Zhou Qingyue, satisfied with her reaction, let loose his need to vent, taking a seat on the piano stool and tapping two keys.

“Ding-dong.”

He relished Ye Sangsang’s fear and continued: “Qin He really loved smoking, especially after I took her to that alley. It became her go-to spot whenever her cravings hit. She didn’t know it would be her downfall.”

“If it wasn’t for me setting the stage, do you really think you could’ve killed her so flawlessly?”

With a deadpan expression, he raised an eyebrow, smirking at Ye Sangsang as if to say, “Did you really think it was all your doing?”

Ye Sangsang lowered her head, waiting quietly for his performance to continue.

Compared to him, she felt she was being modest—she only had a knack for cutting people down verbally, not rambling on like he was.

Zhou Qingyue’s need to confess was fully satisfied. He continued: “When Qian Can was close to death, I was standing at the doorway, smelling the blood on you. It was intoxicating, so sweet. I must commend you—your revenge was immaculate, one of the smoothest executions I’ve ever seen.”

“Watching you, it was as though I was the one pulling the strings.”

At this, Ye Sangsang’s head shot up, her eyes wide with horror as she looked at him. “You… you’re terrifying—you’re a demon!”

"Thanks for the compliment," he replied, his eyebrows raised, then lowered his gaze to the black and white keys of the piano, his eyes gleaming with perverse delight.

Ye Sangsang pondered for a moment, then asked, “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll strike back?”

“You can’t hurt me—you’re only effective when they’re off guard, and you don’t have a weapon. I know you too well—up until now, you thought of me as a good person…” He sneered, clearly dismissive of her question.

Ye Sangsang couldn’t help but think of the crime scene photos in the case files, a small smile creeping onto her face.

Was it possible that he hadn’t anticipated Lin Ying being such a decisive and fierce individual?

“Was Zhong Tongxin’s death your doing too?” she asked, her eyes now filled with certainty.

Zhou Qingyue smiled at her. “Otherwise, do you really think you could’ve killed her and walked away unscathed? The hallucinogenic drugs worked beautifully—if the previous deaths hadn’t occurred, they never would’ve ordered a blood test, and this case would’ve been ruled as an accidental death caused by her own reckless behavior.”

“You’re smart—you quickly played into the role I set for you, giving her the final push to go insane.”

“If only you were more controllable, I would’ve kept you around as my little knife, allowing me to enjoy all this without getting my hands dirty.”

Zhou Qingyue extended his fingers, gazing at his long, slender, perfectly pale hands with a sickening infatuation.

Ye Sangsang looked at him, her voice trembling. “So, the hallucinogenic drugs were stolen by your orders, and the powder… was all part of your plan to frame me and push me into killing Zhong Tongxin?”

“What do you think?” he replied, shifting his gaze back to Ye Sangsang.

Ye Sangsang pressed further: “Am I to assume that you deliberately switched the powder, hoping I’d uncover the flaw? Today… everything… was all a setup, wasn’t it? You lured me here, gave me hope, only to crush it and send me to hell?”

“Yes,” he admitted without hesitation. “Once you leave here, I’ll post all this evidence on the forum. Then, I’ll push the blame onto your father’s enemy, making it look like he framed you for Zhong Tongxin’s murder out of revenge. Though it’s not perfect, it’s close enough.”

Ye Sangsang trembled all over, glaring at Zhou Qingyue with a mix of despair and fury, as though she wanted to kill the demon before her with her eyes alone.

Zhou Qingyue sat tall and graceful on the black piano stool, a satisfied smile on his face as he watched the suffering Ye Sangsang.

“You’re a true demon—you’ll pay for this!” she cursed.

“Thank you for the compliment,” he said, accepting her condemnation without a flinch. “Don’t worry, you’ll be inside, while I’ll continue to live my rich, privileged life.”

He didn’t hide his smugness or his disdain for Ye Sangsang.

He relished this feeling, the dream he had yearned for all along.

Ye Sangsang reached out and grabbed the small violin displayed nearby, aiming it at Zhou Qingyue.

He stood up, as if he had long anticipated this scene, and he did not back down or call for his bodyguards.

When Ye Sangsang swung her violin towards his head, he reached out, grabbed the end of the violin, and effortlessly stopped her from continuing.

Ye Sangsang tried to pull back, but found that his strength was indeed impressive.

It seemed as he had said, he knew Lin Ying posed no threat to him, so he chose this private conversation.

Ye Sangsang gave up, and she started taking things out, throwing them at him one after another.

The noise was considerable, and if his bodyguards could hear it, they should have walked in by now.

She got the information she needed, backing up to her backpack, and pulled out a gleaming kitchen knife from it.

Ye Sangsang threw things with considerable force, and Zhou Qingyue kept blocking with his arms, his face showing pleasure.

To him, this was the prey struggling for its life. He enjoyed the process.

But after one last block, he noticed she had no further moves, and he lowered his guard, his gaze confused as he looked at Ye Sangsang.

When his gaze landed on the gleaming knife in her hand, pulled from her backpack, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

After pulling out a weapon, the situation between the two reversed.

The once confident and arrogant Zhou Qingyue, full of an untouchable, high-and-mighty air, instantly turned pale.

"You... why would you have a knife? Your bodyguards should have checked you!" he asked sharply, his voice tinged with panic.

Ye Sangsang held the knife and slowly approached him. "I hid it, very simple. And about what I said earlier, I didn't finish."

"What?" he asked.

Ye Sangsang smiled. "I said you would get your comeuppance, and that comeuppance is me..."

Zhou Qingyue instinctively called for his bodyguards, then quickly realized the music room was too soundproof.

He kept stepping back, his hand touching the violin from earlier, which he grabbed like a lifeline, pointing the end of the violin at Ye Sangsang.

"With our gender difference, you can't kill me," he said confidently, looking at Ye Sangsang.

Ye Sangsang looked at him and continued to approach.

Zhou Qingyue wasn't someone who hesitated to act. He pulled back, grabbed the violin, and with all his strength, swung it towards Ye Sangsang.

Ye Sangsang took a step back, avoiding his move.

When he was about to swing again, she stepped forward, extended her left hand to block the violin, and with one swift move, slashed the knife across his proud, fair, and delicate hand.

In an instant, a deep gash appeared on his hand, flayed flesh and spurting blood, the crimson flowing steadily afterwards.

"Ahhh!!!"

Ye Sangsang struck with heavy force, and he let out a cry of pain.

"You lunatic!" His eyes brimmed with countless wild thoughts and fury, clasping his injured hand, he wished he could devour Ye Sangsang alive.

Ye Sangsang tilted her head, her gaze cold as she looked at him. "Funny, isn't it?"

"What?" he was stunned, as he hadn't laughed.

Ye Sangsang continued looking at him coldly. "Just now, when you talked about manipulating and pushing me, you laughed quite happily, was it funny? Feeling pleasure from being the instigator of school bullying, is that it?"

Seeing her terrifying expression, Zhou Qingyue realized the person before him was a desperado.

He had once heard a saying: the bold fear the crazy, the crazy fear the reckless.

Clearly, the Ye Sangsang before him was the reckless kind.

Zhou Qingyue tightly covered his injured hand, backing up continuously, as long as he opened the door, he would be under the protection of his bodyguards.

Ye Sangsang, however, moved forward, slashing another cut on his arm as he headed in that direction.

The sharp blade grazed flesh, leaving a deep wound, almost to the bone.

"Ah!" Zhou Qingyue screamed, realizing there was no escape, he grabbed another violin that was nearby and swung it fiercely at Ye Sangsang.

Ye Sangsang took the hit head-on, the pain causing her to instinctively frown, but her heart surged with excitement. Taking advantage of his swing, she turned the knife, slashing his hand again.

This time, the cut was on his wrist.

The violin had a chipped corner, but it could still be used.

Zhou Qingyue wanted to do that, but his body didn't follow his thoughts. The pain caused him to instinctively drop the violin, retreating continuously.

He soon backed up to the piano, Ye Sangsang's expression remained impassive, and she wielded the knife.

Blood marks landed on Zhou Qingyue's fake and ruthless face.

"Spare me, I promise not to tell anyone, I'll ensure no bullying happens in this school again," he fervently looked at Ye Sangsang, promising.

Ye Sangsang looked at him, "From the moment you set this trap, our ending was to be either you or me."

She slashed the knife across his body repeatedly, finally stabbing into his body.

It was when Zhou Qingyue tried to fight close quarters, intending to trade his injury for managing to grip Ye Sangsang’s hand to avoid the blade, he overestimated himself, taking the most fatal strike head-on.

The splattered blood filled the room, the pungent smell of it making one feel uneasy.

Ye Sangsang sat on the blood-soaked, blood-and-gray-stained sofa, watching Zhou Qingyue, who covered his abdominal wound, his eyes glaring with hatred at her.

Before he was about to breathe his last, Ye Sangsang pulled out her phone, finally making the first call to Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian had given her two phone numbers.

The first was from a business card, which was torn.

The second was when she was released, and Zhang Qian told her to get in touch, hoping she wouldn't go down the wrong path.

Unfortunately, she would disappoint her, as Ye Sangsang didn't need help.

Contacting her could only mean surrendering.

"There is no perfect crime," she said to the super-smart system.

It had issued a game mission she hadn't completed, failing to achieve the system's perfect crime requirement.

Because there is no perfect crime in the world, only those who haven't been caught.

She admitted her failure, but she also knew, this was the outcome Lin Ying had chosen.

To Lin Ying, this was her most perfect scenario.

Otherwise, who would tell this story?

The phone connected, Zhang Qian's worried voice came through, "Lin Ying, is there anything you need me to help with?"

She genuinely felt sorry for Lin Ying's predicament, sincerely wanting to help her.

"I surrender, I'm in the music room of my school, I killed Zhou Qingyue." she paused, "I've killed a total of four people, I'll confess everything."

Zhong Tongxin didn't count, as Lin Ying wasn't the killer in that case, so she wouldn't admit to it.

The other side of the phone fell into a deathly silence, Zhang Qian's breathing seemingly disappeared.

She couldn't believe it, feeling like she had just heard an absurd story.

"What happened to you?" a man next to her asked.

Zhang Qian looked at him, relayed the phone's content.

Ye Sangsang heard their conversation and hung up the phone calmly, satisfied to see Zhou Qingyue's unwilling closed eyes.

[Ahhhh! Is Lin Ying surrendering?! ]

[I guessed it early on, since the case details were quite elaborate.]

[Seeing Zhou Qingyue dead makes me feel at ease, he's too terrifying. I'm twenty-five this year, if they hadn't died, I would be their peer. I looked it up, I'm from the city next to theirs, whether in high school, college, or entering society, the thought of possibly encountering such people makes my hair stand on end. I tried imagining it, I wouldn't have a chance to resist at all.]

There were even people from the same city in the live stream, expressing their fear.

This is a different kind of "My Distance From Evil."

In a way, Lin Ying was ridding the world of evil and surrendering.

To everyone, she was the least dangerous.

Ye Sangsang glanced at the comments and then closed the chat to wait.

She gazed at the music room, thinking that if it weren't so soundproof, Zhou Qingyue probably wouldn't have died.

But they really were wealthy, even the music room at the school they used had the best materials.

When Zhang Qian and Yan Xiyu arrived with three or four police officers, the bodyguards were still unaware, until they were shouted at to open the door.

The moment they opened the door, the two bodyguards were so frightened they collapsed, "thud" onto the floor.

Ye Sangsang's white summer school uniform was covered in blood, her knife long discarded, seeing someone come in she obediently raised her hands.

Then Zhang Qian cuffed her on the sofa with cold handcuffs.

Yan Xiyu looked at Zhou Qingyue, already dead on the floor, refusing the other police officers' move to call the ambulance.

He looked at Ye Sangsang, his face cold and serious. "Why did you kill him?"

Ye Sangsang remained silent.

"These photos..." A police officer pointed to the photos on the table.

The scattered photos were easy to see without picking them up.

Zhang Qian hesitated for a moment, then ordered someone to call the forensic doctor and the forensic evidence team. They took Ye Sangsang away.

As Ye Sangsang was leaving, she said, "You should look carefully; there might be hidden pinhole cameras here."

Zhou Qingyue was very satisfied with her work. If he were to complete it, he would surely want to relive it from time to time.

So Ye Sangsang guessed that he must have installed cameras.

Zhang Qian looked at her, her eyes already filled with disappointment.

Ye Sangsang, as she had planned before, once again sat in the interrogation room and confessed to all her crimes.

Of course, it wasn't her; she didn't admit to anything.

As Ye Sangsang had guessed, Zhou Qingyue had indeed installed pinhole cameras, recording everything that happened in the music room.

In the end, she was sent to jail.

The only thing that surprised Ye Sangsang was what she learned intermittently from Zhang Qian.

The Zhou family had fallen from grace.

Everything Zhou Qingyue had done was exposed during the trial, causing the other four families to become furious and vengeful, unifying against them. Among them, except for Zhong Tongxin, all were only children.

With their children gone, they banded together, strong enough to take on the Zhou family, causing the Zhou family to teeter on the brink.

However, the Zhou family's retaliation also caused significant harm to the four families, and many small companies began to nibble away at their businesses.

But in the end, after more than a year, the Zhou family still collapsed.

The most dramatic turn was the Zhong family, who had hoped to absorb the business and assets left behind after the Zhou family's collapse. However, they were reported by Zhong Tongxin's former bodyguard, who presented evidence of poor engineering quality and tax evasion.

In the end, after struggling for two years, the Zhong family also collapsed.

The other three families, though not collapsing, were greatly weakened and slowly disappeared from the stage of this city.

Zhang Qian also told her that Lin Yu had been sentenced to seven years for illegally selling restricted drugs.

Qiao Feng lost her job and was pointed at by those around her.

In a rush, she fell for a scam to help Lin Yu, losing over two hundred thousand yuan. Combined with the money spent pleading for Lin Yu's sentence, they exhausted all their savings and even sold their home.

In the end, Qiao Feng couldn't bear the stares and the life without money, leaving the city in disgrace.

The private middle school, due to the shocking nature of the case, was strongly opposed by countless parents.

Those whose children were in the school immediately transferred them elsewhere.

Those who weren't also warned others not to enroll in this private middle school.

With both the student body and investment cut off, the school quickly shut down, and the students were absorbed by other schools in the area.

Before this, the Education Bureau conducted more than ten mental health lectures, with Lin Ying's class being particularly targeted for education and correction. Especially those who had bullied others were closely monitored and educated.

Later, when these students entered other middle schools, they still heard countless warnings about the incident.

For many years to come, school violence in this city would be a major concern for teachers, fearing lest such devastating events would happen again.

These are things Ye Sangsang learned later, but now she only knows that those evil families are gradually losing their clout.

She jumped the timeline, allowing the audience to directly witness the trial.

Because she was a minor, Lin Ying did not receive the death penalty but was sentenced to twenty-two years in prison, being considered as intentionally coercing and inducing the crime.

Ye Sangsang knew this was not simulated; this verdict was real, though it was somewhat hidden due to its profound impact.

After the sentence was issued, Zhang Qian saw her off a little, watching her being escorted to prison.

In prison, Ye Sangsang clicked to settle the mission.

[Congratulations to player Ye Sangsang for perfectly completing the 'The Killer' case copy. Copy evaluation: SSS.]

[Congratulations to player Ye Sangsang for obtaining SSS level mission reward: 1 body attribute point, freely allocated to basic body attributes.]

[AI reminder: Although 'The Killer' replica did not achieve a perfect crime, it was not perfect by design. Therefore, SSS evaluation was given.]

[Bug fix: Mission objective: Perfect Crime, modified to: Complete Crime, Find the Real Killer.]

[Thank you for your serious game play. Wishing you a pleasant every day of gaming.]

Ye Sangsang was seeing such a talkative AI for the first time and replied with a thanks, then logged off.

She got some information about Lin Ying and her related matters, consulted a lawyer, who said her good behavior would lead to a reduced sentence. Now that ten years had passed, it was likely she would be released in about five or six years.

She asked the lawyer to transfer a sum of money to Lin Ying's account for her to lead a stable life after release and wrote a letter to be passed on, ensuring she could start a relatively stable life after leaving prison.

Ye Sangsang believed she wouldn't have other criminal intentions, and giving money was to ensure she wouldn't suffer hardships and could smoothly restart her life in society.

This point was learned from Qin Jiang.

Preventing crime and avoiding recidivism are very important things.

Ye Sangsang didn't pay attention to the rest, especially Zhang Jingyue, the doctor, who seemed a bit strange. After mentioning something last time, she just left, feeling like she had fallen into some kind of misconception.

Ye Sangsang didn't care and continued her rehabilitation and rest.

It seemed that hearing she was going to return all the money, the cheap dad sent several hysterical texts.@@novelbin@@

Ye Sangsang ignored them, knowing that ignoring only made him more agitated.

Soon, Ye Sangsang logged in again.

The audience's enthusiasm remained, and Ye Sangsang still had her pale face, quietly standing in the rest area of the game.

She stretched out her hand, swiping through many copies.

Eventually, she selected one, clicking to enter.

[Player, welcome. You have entered the game. Please follow the game's rules and start the 'Redemption: Crime and Violence' replica.]

[Drawing your identity card.]

[Victim]

[You need to escape in this replica.]