Stuck in a Chinese novel-Chapter 413: Choices

"Hmm..." Liu Qianghua looked at the photographs brought to him and mused. He looked back at Commander Yan and asked, "And they are all?"

"They're all government individuals." Commander Yan replied.

"Then what do they have to do with us?" Liu Qianghua asked.

"The biker attacked them and reduced them to that state. That involved us and when we started to dig deep, we found multiple cases of embezzlement, human trafficking, drug trafficking, se*ual favors, and frauds of various kinds. It caused the public to calm down but the reaction was still severe. They're all asking what we are doing now that the biker has resurfaced." Commander Yan explained everything.

"Since when has this biker been a humanitarian?" Liu Qianghua asked. This was more like the work of a vigilante who tried to help the common people, like Robin Hood, not like a person who did so for his own selfish reasons.

"We... cannot say." Commander Yan had no answer to that. Even Liu Qianghua couldn't come up with anything when he suddenly asked, "Where did it begin?"

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"Pardon?" Commander Yan asked.

"Where did it all begin? Where did the biker strike first?" Liu Qianghua clarified.

"At some club. Some low-level contractors are involved in se*ual favors cases. They were the first ones to be found." Commander Yan replied.

"And are they dead as well?" Liu Qianghua asked.

"They are, elder. But as you can see, they are of no help." Commander Yan replied and referred to the pictures in Liu Qianghua's grasp. Liu Qianghua once again looked at the pictures, and even he couldn't help but feel it was the work of a monster who was venting his personal feelings.

Torso sliced from the middle, leaving only the upper part. Arms cut off. Eyes and tongue gouged out. There was no way of helping them or receiving any clues from them. They couldn't walk, they couldn't point, they couldn't write, they couldn't speak, and they couldn't even signal with their eyes.

Letting them live wasn't a mercy. It was the cruelty of the highest level. Even the devil wouldn't be so cruel, or so Liu Qianghua thought. But he was sure of one thing.

If he shivered, then the devil must too.

"Begin from them. Try and see what happened at that club two or three days prior. Anything that strikes as unusual." Liu Qianghua instructed.

"Yes, sir." Commander Yan replied.

He was about to leave when Liu Qianghua stopped him, "Wait."

"Yes, sir?" Commander Yan stopped and turned to ask.

"Don't engage in a battle with him." Liu Qianghua replied, "I have a deep feeling you'll lose."

"..." Commander Yan, while should have been embarrassed given his rank, only took Liu Qianghua's advice with utmost seriousness as he replied, "Yes, sir."

"Good. You may leave." Liu Qianghua dismissed Commander Yan and returned his attention back to the photographs with only one question on his mind...

'Why did you do it?'

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"No. No. No. No. Not like that." He moved to stop a man from cutting with a knife as he took the knife and chided him for doing a bad job, "You have to be swift. Otherwise, there would be marks left behind."

"I'm being swift." The boy with the knife replied before he added, "But I'm not sure if you can see but there are bones in the way."

"So?" He asked as he flicked the boy on his forehead as he continued, "You will meet a lot of things in the way but your sharpness can't decrease."

"What do you mean sharpness?" The boy mumbled.

"Sharpness indicates your feelings. If you're rough, or uneven, then there is something wrong with your head. Most likely guilt or you just don't want to do it. It leaves an image behind. But the more sharper you are, the cleaner the cut is, the harder it is to assume what you're thinking." He instructed his brother.

"What's the point? The endpoint is to cut them anyway." The boy replied.

"Wrong." He replied as he fiddled with the knife, "The point is to keep them alive. You've seen me use a surgical knife, right? It's just like that. I cut but don't kill."

"But these guys aren't patients." The boy argued as he looked at the bloodied man who seemed to be in his last throes.

"Well, of course, they aren't. That's why there's no anesthesia involved, right?" He said before he stabbed the bleeding man in his neck to free him of his misery and he picked another gagged man and said, "Now. Again."

"Haa..." The boy sighed, took the knife, and began to cut the man from various points.

"That's it." He approved in a slight voice as he said, "Make sure there's no mess. Be careful of the arteries. You want to give them pain. Not death."

"Not death." Wei Jun mumbled as he looked down at his glove-covered hands that were covered in blood.

The blood didn't belong to one or two people either. It belonged to hundreds of people who would now live the rest of their lives in pain and darkness. If someone asked Wei Jun did he felt any guilt, then it wasn't the right answer.

He didn't feel guilt or felt sorry for the people he did that to. That was never a problem in the first place. The problem was, that for the first time in a very, very long while, he enjoyed it. One thing he didn't want to do was to enjoy doing it. His brother didn't like it and his mother was disappointed by it. His father... well, he was always supportive of him no matter what he did, but he could tell, even he didn't like it.

"Aaahh!!!"

He threw away whatever was in his hands and everything on the tables. Everything in the room from furniture to glass, everything broke down under his hands until nothing in the room was left intact.

He hated himself for doing it, but no matter what, he couldn't stop doing it. When he did it once, he went to another, then another, and then another. He kept on going from one man to another until his mind went blank and when he came to his senses, it was already too late.

[Chaos]

[It's addicting, isn't it?]

[Little brother]

Wei Jun heard the voice of his brother as he sat on the floor with his head lowered. He raised his head slowly to look at the glowing blue screen that had words written on it as always but it wasn't the usual monotonous voice of the system or the voice of the overseer. It was the lively voice his brother had.

The tone, the words, they were something his brother would use.

"It is." Wei Jun replied.

[Hahahahaha]

His brother laughed. There was nothing in that laugh, no amusement, no mockery, no nothing. There was just the laugh of a lively person who laughed for no reason. Wei Jun couldn't tell what to think of at the moment. Should he be angry? Should he be angry at his brother, the one who brought him to that world? Or should he be angry at himself because he couldn't control himself?

[Neither]

[That's the fate we Smiths must bear]

"..."

[You know, back when I was in college]

[I killed some people]

[It was nothing new]

[But I enjoyed killing them]

[Wanna know why I did so?]

"..."

Wei Jun wanted to know. But before he could reply, his brother continued...

[There was a time]

[When Dad was young, young and young]

[He killed people]

[An entire city of about 100,000 people]

[Burned in fire and streams of blood flowed throughout the city]

[Our Dad did that]

[Wanna know why?]

"..."

Wei Jun wasn't willing to believe that. There was no way his father could have killed people like that. And although his brother didn't say so, that included the elderly, women, and children as well. There was no way Wei Jun's father would have done something like that. He just couldn't believe it.

[It's our curse, you see]

[It's since her, isn't it?]

[That woman in the tomb]

Wei Jun's eyes widened. He remembered. His desire to bring chaos, and not just bring it, but enjoy it as well, the destruction that was brought along with it, he wanted to enjoy it.

[Hyaa~~]

[Women I say]

[Can't say about Dad, but the one I was in love with, the one who made me enjoy killing was toxic as hell]

[That is our curse]

[A man's curse]

[A man will fall in love with a beautiful and toxic woman all at once]

[He'll know she'd be the reason for his downfall, but he'd still fall for her]

"I don't want to know that." Wei Jun said. He didn't care. He didn't care about love in the first place. He cared for those who cared for him but no one could ever take the place of his family. So other than his family, even if he loved someone, then it was only temporary.

[What you want to know is how to stop, right?]

"..."

[Then the answer is simple]

[Do what I did]

[It would be difficult and it would hurt like hell]

[Would probably change you for the worse if you're not lucky like me]

"What?" Wei Jun just wanted to know.

[Do what I did, little brother]

[Rip her heart out while you look her in the eyes]

[That is the only way]

[Otherwise]

[What would remain is only...]

Wei Jun didn't know why, but he so desperately wished to say it. To interrupt his brother so he said...

"Chaos."