Reincarnation - Lord Is Extremely Hardcore Chapter 21

PS: I made a mistake translating Liu Silan as a University but actually it was a High School. I've edited all the chapters replacing it to high school. Sorry for the confusion!

Mu Rulan's smile deepened, and her eyes curved into crescent moons, seeming like she had thought of something interesting. It nudged at people's hearts to bow before her feet.

Ou Kaicheng stiffened, even as his voice turned unstable: "What happened?"

Mu Rulan shook her head, "I thought of something funny that happened to me in the past. Too bad it won't happen again. Um.. What did you ask me just now?"

"Oh… I just wanted to know which school you planned to go next year?" Ou Kaicheng cared deeply about her answer, since it was as easy as breathing for her to pick any university she wanted to attend with her grades. He found it quite addicting to stay in Mu Rulan's vicinity. It made him want to attend the same school.

"Not sure." Mu Rulan shook her head softly. Sometimes it was hard to decide when there were too many choices, even though in her heart she had already made her decision. But why would she share that with him? Hehe.

"I……" Translated by The Novelst

"Sister!" Ou Kaicheng still had more to say, but he was interrupted by Mu Rusen.

Mu Rulan bid Ou Kaicheng a friendly goodbye and walked away toward Mu Rusen.

Ou Kaicheng stood and watched Mu Rulan and Mu Rusen leave with their hands intertwined. Who knew whether the sun was too bright, but Ou Kaicheng squinted his eyes. Did she look at him as a friend? If she did, it was odd that even though they were cla.s.smates she rarely spoke to him. She didn't always ignore him, but sometimes would be cold to him but at other times would chat with him like just then…

Were they considered friends? If so, he should be satisfied. But he felt his chest was empty, as if the chill wind blew past him, shouting: it's not enough, not enough!

He was going to go crazy…

Mu Rulan walked quietly through the concrete floors of the school. Mu Rusen held her hand, in a great mood. As the sunlight shone down on the pair, Mu Rulan pulled up a cozy smile, looking very attractive.

Was he torn? His head was going to blow up soon, right? Would there be a day coming where he couldn't stand it anymore and would want to kill her, so he could hide her in the fridge and keep her forever by his side? Or maybe make her into a puppet doll, a mummy or a wax statue? Ah… She almost forgot that these kinds of things could only be done by a psychopath like her… hehe…

Boy, you must be careful. If you fall in love with a demon, you will get eaten.

……

The festival held at Liu Silan High School attracted many people. One person was Mo Qianren's old mentor. With the help of Lu Zimeng's loose lips, the mentor knew Mo QIanren's real purpose in returning to the country, and immediately went crazy.

The consequence to the mentor turning crazy: Mo Qianren was attacked by an abundance of calls, from in the country to overseas officers. None of the callers had the ability to control Mo Qianren, but even his grandfather and little sister had called.

"Brother, it's not that I want to say this, but did you lose your brains somewhere in the prisons of California? Or did you get bitten by a psycho?" Mo Wuhen didn't hold back on the other end of the phone.

Mo Qianren's expression didn't waver as he coldly ended the call. Lu Zimeng looked like he was going to die laughing as he remembered the glorious legend that was about to be taken down by Mu Rulan. In the old days, Mo Qianren was also internationally well-known and a big shot like Mu Rulan, but it seemed that the older generation has been left behind.

Mo Qianren glared icily at Lu Zimeng: "It's not so bad to live a crazy life." He paused briefly, and continued before Lu Zimeng's ego could inflate. "At least I can still recall back to these joyful times before I get killed."

Lu Zimeng really couldn't stand him anymore. He scanned the room that originally was his, but had become fully occupied by Mo Qianren's mountain of files in just a few days. He rolled his eyes and ran out of the room. He must be an idiot to waste his time on such a b.a.s.t.a.r.d! He could be strolling in freedom now instead.

"Take a detour if you see Mu Rulan." Mo Qianren's voice sounded icily from behind him. Lu Zimeng s.h.i.+vered as he prepared to go out. He took a deep breath but couldn't continue anymore, so he took big steps back to the study room.

Mo Qianren had his legs crossed beside the French window, looking through his doc.u.ments. Perched on his nose was a pair of exquisite golden-framed spectacles, contrasting with the pitch-black hair on his head that sat at the perfect length. His simple attire, a pair of black pants matched with a plain white s.h.i.+rt and lack of piercing or contrived hairstyle made his being seem to exude charisma and talent.

This kind of person should become a n.o.ble son of an elite family, but contrary to expectations, this was a genius who once stirred the entire country and chose an occupation that no one had expected. n.o.body knew what he was actually thinking.

Lu Zimeng stood with his arms akimbo and heaved a sigh. Fine, he couldn't get out of hand with a good-looking person like Mo Qianren, so he chose a gentler path.

"Qianren, if you're really that bored and want to capture murderers, you should go overseas. That's where those cases happen frequently. Comparing our land to other countries, it's quite peaceful here." At least in Lu Zimeng's perspective. He hadn't ever seen any serial killers on the news.

This conversation seemed to trigger Mo Qianren, the corner of his mouth pulling up into a light smile as he beckoned Lu Zimeng closer. Lu Zimeng was confused, so he quietly walked toward Mo Qianren like a dog. Mo Qianren dropped the files in his hands Mo Qianren dropped the files in his hands threateningly towards Lu Zimeng, who immediately became afraid: "Mo Qianren!"

He thought Mo Qianren was deliberately trying to scare him, so he shouted loudly with a bad expression.

"Getting scared just with this?" Mo Qianren steadfastedly did not smile, instead turning back to his usual, cold look that seemed to pierce. "This case is considered the most light-hearted of all in these secret files. Do you know the land you think so peaceful actually has so many incidents that are kept from the public for the sake of the people? If they were broadcast, these appalling crimes might cause people to have trouble sleeping at night… I'm not even joking."

Stealing, robbing, fighting, kidnapping and murdering… These things weren't scary at all. The scariest of all is a murderous psychopath beyond the reach of the law. Because of their twisted personality, they were unable to control themselves. It's impossible for them to begin anew with a clean slate. Once they committed their first crime, there would be a second, a third… As they became more skilled, their means of killing would slowly become more terrifying. If these people did not get punished, then surely society would fall apart.

As for suspecting Mu Rulan, it only occurred to him just recently. From the first day he had returned from America, his interest was sparked when he heard about the missing case. Justice always prevailed. As long as there was a crime, there would definitely be traces and clues, not to mention that there were three victims in total. Any way you looked at it, no matter how often, n.o.body would even have imagined putting Mu Rulan into the list of suspects.

However, when neither simple nor complex calculations could give out a correct answer, even the most impossible person could be the most possible.

Moreover, he was able to smell the crime coming off that girl.

It was a sort of instinct given by G.o.d. Translated by The Novelst

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