Chapter 875: Psychological Activity

May 27th, Overcast.

Last night, I pondered a lot about whether to tell Uncle Chen. But he seems too busy lately. Even if I told him, he’d probably just advise me to calm down in his own way.

I feel calm now, but this isn’t just about a cute kitten being brutally killed. I’m deeply saddened, and so, I have a story to tell and something to do!!!

Liang Zuoming must pay!

What? Just a cat?

If we don’t punish him because “it’s just a cat,” it’s like admitting that life has no value distinctions, negating all the efforts humanity has made towards justice and equality!

He deprived a little cat of its right to live just to get back at me!

Such thinking is twisted in itself. I’m certain that in ten, twenty years, Liang Zuoming will commit more harm for his selfish desires. He won’t change.

The most frustrating part is, the law won’t punish him, the school won’t punish him, society won’t punish him. Who will punish him!?

To everyone else, a little cat is insignificant. No one can understand its pain.

If I don’t punish him, there will be no justice for this cat in the world!

Seeing Liang Zuoming flaunting his victory in class with his eyes and eyebrows, I’m more determined than ever. I must kill him!

Yes, I’ll kill this disgusting jerk!

It’s not just talk this time. I should have killed him long ago. This time, I’m serious.

A perfect murder starts with self-examination. A smart killer imagines the murder has already happened in their mind before buying poison and a knife—body found, police arrive, setting up cordons, questioning everyone individually in the office, facing serious policemen, few dare to lie.

They will ask, “Who did Liang Zuoming usually have conflicts with?”

Some idiot answers, “Tao Yuanyuan.”

“Tao Yuanyuan who?”

The teacher replies, “A girl who transferred to our class in eighth grade, excellent in every way, and indeed had some friction with Liang Zuoming, but that was last year.”

So the police will start considering the possibility that I am the murderer, investigating recent events. The cat thing might come up, but that’s not important. What’s important is I have no alibi, my recent strange behavior, what I bought, where I went, all the clues together, a truth gradually emerging, and I become an indisputable suspect.

To avoid all this, I need to plan from the start—

Plan A: Exquisite Acting

Facing the police, I put on a pitiful look and say, “Officer, last year I did make Liang Zuoming fall down. Later, my uncle took me to apologize in person. I was very upset, and I swear I wouldn’t do such a thing again… What? Liang Zuoming killed that little cat? How could I possibly kill someone over that… Besides, I was out shopping with ‘Miso’ at the time, I didn’t even see Liang Zuoming!”

Fail!

Deceiving the police is a fantasy, and I don’t have the emotional intelligence for such acting. Seeking sympathy for leniency or parole is just the thinking of a loser.

A successful murder case is where the police don’t even notice you…

Plan B: Poisoning

While most substances can kill with sufficient dose, anything called “poison” must have two attributes: one, a tiny amount is lethal; two, it acts fast enough that the victim succumbs before reaching the hospital.

For example, the lethal dose of salt is 40 grams. While true, no idiot would pour 40 grams of salt into someone’s cup, and the person just happens to be a tasteless idiot who drinks it all, and then there’s no time to save them.

So, what poison can I get?

Uncle Peng’s lab has many dangerous things. I understand the chemical formulas on top, but if I go there to get poison, I’ll definitely be caught. The difficulty of this alone surpasses executing the perfect murder.

Mercury, desiccant, disinfectant, lithium, copper rust?

No, these things won’t kill him immediately. If I can’t finish him off, it’s meaningless!!!

Fail!

Plan C: Accident

This seems like the most feasible option right now, creating an accident where the police don’t intervene in the investigation.

Accidents that can be used include car accidents, falling from buildings, drowning, fires, electric shocks.

I know Liang Zuoming has started riding his bike home recently, not because he’s eco-friendly, but because his mom bought him a fixed-gear bike. I’ve seen his behavior on the bike, weaving in traffic, even adjusting someone’s side mirror with his hand, very despicable.

After school, I initially planned to observe him alone, but considering any unusual actions will be traced back by the police later, I went home with “Miso” instead. I used buying sanitary napkins as an excuse to go to another street’s convenience store, which happens to be on the route Liang Zuoming takes home from school.

Sure enough, he appeared riding that fixed-gear bike, showing off his skills on the sidewalk, teasing a male classmate, snatching a cookie from a female classmate’s hand, then rushing onto the road, dangerously passing in front of a sedan, scaring the sweat out of the driver who loudly cursed Liang Zuoming for having half canine genes and visual impairment.

“Miso” commented from the window, “He’s going to get hit by a car sooner or later!”

“Miso” doesn’t know who killed the cat. I didn’t tell her.

I casually said, “Whoever hits him will be in big trouble. His parents are so mean, they’ll definitely extort a lot of money from them.”

“How much is a lot of money?”

“At least a million!”

“Haha, is Liang Zuoming worth that money… Ah, what would you do if you had a million dollars?” Every time the idiot talks about this topic, she starts fantasizing unrealistically, and I can only accompany her with some nonsense.

I imagined a few days later, the police called “Miso” outside and asked her if there had been any unusual events these days. She would probably blink her watery eyes and say, “No, I go home with Yuanyuan every day.”

Wait a minute!!!

“Miso” going home with me every day undoubtedly makes her the best provider of alibis. But how do I create an alibi in front of “Miso”?

I can’t just push Liang Zuoming into traffic out of thin air. How can such an apparently ordinary accident happen?

Bicycle malfunction? But I don’t know anything about bikes!

I really want to discuss this with Uncle Chen. Whenever we talk about murder methods, he always talks passionately. It’s our favorite topic to discuss, but…

If a male student in the class died in the same way after we talked about it, he couldn’t have missed it!

I have to come up with a way to kill Liang Zuoming myself!

I texted Uncle Chen, but it seems he won’t be back tonight. After saying goodbye to “Miso,” I lazily went home. I picked up a shared bike near my home, rode to the nearby square, and it was lively in the evening, so it was hard to find a quiet place!

I turned the bike over, carefully inspected its structure. How can I create an accident, cut the chain open!?

No, Liang Zuoming would break the chain with a little force, and then he would call “Mommy” to come pick him up.

Tires! Spokes! Frame! Brakes!

Where should I break it to make it suddenly break down on the road, preferably with delayed effect, preferably that it won’t be found out afterwards!

A child saw me turn the bike over, shaking the wheels, and came over to plug the rotating spokes with a twig. His mother walked over, slapping the child’s hand and dragging him away.

This little incident inspired me. I thought of—

The perfect murder method!!!