Sunlight pierced through layers of clouds and filtered through the windows of a hospital room. Pale fingers twitched on the bed before the young girl opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was the starkly white ceiling. Her nose flooded with the scent of disinfectant…
Was this… the hospital? Translated by The Novelst
It seemed she hadn’t died yet. Was her scourge destined for the millenium? Did bad people have long lives?
Who had saved her? As she faded out of consciousness yesterday, she seemed to remember a faint minty scent…
Mu Rulan shifted her head a little, the movement waking up Mu Rusen, who was laying beside her.
The young boy opened his eyes and raised his head. Seeing his sister awake, his eyes filled with tears. “Sister! Sister, you’re awake! Let me get the doctor.”
Mu Rusen ran from the room, shouting in excitement. He forgot that there was a bell available to press at the top of her bed.
The doctor was there quickly. After checking on Mu Rulan, he let her know she was fine but that she would need to rest.
“Where’s Rulin?” Mu Rulan asked once the doctor had gone.
“He’s in the room next to us,” Mu Rusen said, grabbing one of her hands to place it on his face. His gaze was on her face. “Sister…”
Mu Rusen moved her hand to place it over his heart. “Why do I feel so much pain here?” He felt so much pain he thought he was going to die.
Mu Rulan was stunned.
The boy clad in a white-and-blue patients’ outfit and standing at the door to the room was also surprised.
Mu Rusen looked at Mu Rulan, his red eyes staring at his sister before him. His heart was beating quickly and painfully. Why did it hurt so much? He didn’t have any kind of heart disease.
There was something that seemed to crack out from behind its shell.
Mu Rulan smiled gently, stretching out her hand to rub his head. “That’s because I’m your most beloved sister, ya.”
Sister, huh? Most beloved sister, but still just a sister.
Was that so? Mu Rusen shook his head. “No, that’s not it…” He didn’t know what was wrong, either, but he knew it wasn’t because of that.
This kind of feeling was different than before. The pain wasn’t because Mu Rulan was his sister.
“Alright, don’t think too much. You’ve been up all night, right? Hurry and go back to rest,” she said, unwilling to continue with the topic. Her thumb rubbed softly at the dark circles ringing his eyes.
“Sister…” Mu Rusen didn’t want to leave and rest, but he was interrupted.
“Ah Sen,” said Mu Rulin.
When Mu Rusen heard Mu Rulin, he immediately turned to glare at him. Wasn’t this all his fault? IF it wasn’t for him, sister wouldn’t have encountered such a dangerous situation. It was all his fault!
“Rulin, how are you feeling?” Mu Rulan was worried.
Mu Rulin’s heart was joyful yet filled with pain.
When he woke up, he had asked the doctor about his situation. After learning that Mu Rulan had put herself in danger to rescue him, nearly resulting in both their deaths. He half-blamed himself while the other half of him felt moved and happy.
He was delighted to know he held an important place in Mu Rulan’s heart. They had stuck together through this situation. An unusual wave of joy burst from his heart, but knowing that it was inappropriate to express it, he tried to suppress it.
He walked closer and hugged Mu Rulan. She seemed very small in his arms.
“Sister, thank you.”
Thank you for not giving up to the last second and chasing him all the way from heaven to hell. How could he ever release his hand from her?
The police station.
In the interrogation room, the officers were seated in the control room and observing through the one-way mirror. The expressions on their faces were all of shock and disbelief.
Jin Biaohu sat at the table, seeming very agitated and a little frightened. “It’s true! Mu Rulan is a psycho. She used a utility knife to kill two of my friends; you guys should be able to locate the corpses.”
“We were just trying to scare Mu Rulin and teach him a lesson, which is why we kidnapped him. But Mu Rulan wanted to kill us! We had no choice but to fight back. She cut their throats and even stuck a pencil through Huang Maozai’s eye!”
His words silenced the majority of the officers.
Since only the warehouse had been on fire, the corpses along with the utility knife had been recovered from the factory and brought back.
They did conduct autopsies on the corpses and it was true that the sliced throats were the cause of death, and the utility knife was the weapon that inflicted those wounds.
The owner of the car that Mu Rulan had taken did confirm that the knife and pencil were from the car, so there was a chance that she had taken it from the car.
Both the victims were Jin Biaohu’s friends. The person wounded was also Jin Biaohu’s friend. Their testimonies matched and it was true that they wouldn’t have a reason to turn on each other.
Even then, the people listening found it hard to believe.
How were they to believe what he was saying? The genius young girl who had always been angelic with good grades was actually a psycho scarier than ghosts?
The door to the interrogation room was pushed open and a man in a black suit entered the room. Translated by The Novelst
“Mr. Mo.” The two policemen seated inside the interrogation room stood up to greet Mo Qianren.
Proofread by: Hannah
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