The basement door was opened, and Zhao Yan shone her flashlight inside.
Below was a one-meter long wooden staircase. She turned on her phone's flashlight and descended the wooden stairs into the basement.
Looking at the environment, it was clearly a workshop. A table was placed in the center.
There were many shelves nearby, holding various bottles and jars.
Zhao Yan walked over and put on gloves.
From these bottles and jars, she could sense waves of Yin energy.
She picked up a bottle and saw a name at the bottom.
"Wang Qinqin—November 20, 1999."
She picked up another bottle.
"Ma Qian—May 9, 1972."
She picked up the bottles next to them.
"Li Feng—September 28, 1975."
As she held the bottles, she could feel them subtly vibrating.
The names at the bottom of these bottles corresponded to the victims.
The last bottle contained a male victim. The Yin energy within this bottle was much stronger than in the others.
"Lin Liang—February 7, 1972."
Seeing this name, Zhao Yan realized it was the owner of the lamb noodle shop.
But according to the killer's habits, why hadn't he collected the soul of the lamb noodle shop owner's daughter?
If he had, he would have discovered that the lamb noodle shop girl was not dead.
"Captain Jiang, I found a notebook and a book inside the cabinet."
A police officer took out the notebook and the book from the cabinet.
Jiang Yu walked over and first opened the notebook.
Zhao Yan glanced at the table.
It was a yellowed old book with no cover. Curious, she walked over and opened it, discovering it was a book about collecting souls and raising ghosts.
Qin Jiangshui's talent was limited; he only learned soul collection, not ghost raising. Fortunately, he hadn't learned the latter.
Seeing Jiang Yu staring intently at the notebook, Zhao Yan stood by and took a look.
The notebook recorded the detailed process of Qin Jiangshui's crimes.
For example, how he selected his targets, how he implemented his plans after selection, and how he gained the victims' trust.
These details were listed so thoroughly that Zhao Yan felt her scalp tingle.
On the last page of the notebook, she learned why Qin Jiangshui hadn't collected the soul of the lamb noodle shop girl.
Firstly, he was in a hurry, fearing that Officer Qin might return.
More importantly, he was obstructed by the owner of the lamb noodle shop.
The moment the owner became a ghost, his first instinct was to protect his daughter. Even though his soul was filled with malevolence and he had become a fierce ghost, Qin Jiangshui dared not delay too long and had to give up. He still went back to the vicinity of the lamb noodle shop twice later, feeling uneasy.
"This damned beast," Jiang Yu said, placing the notebook heavily on the stool after finishing it.
"Ugh!"
Female officer Xiao Xue opened a wooden box, and upon seeing its contents, she completely vomited.
"Captain Jiang, you see for yourself," Xiao Xue said, covering her mouth.
Captain Jiang opened the wooden box. Inside were the corpses of cats and dogs.
These cats and dogs had become Qin Jiangshui's targets for his "reverse pouring" practice.
Below was another wooden box.
Qin Jiangshui had killed these animals and made them into specimens, which he kept in the box.
Zhao Yan recalled what the young man had said earlier, that Qin Jiangshui didn't even dare to kill fish. She immediately felt that this was a huge joke.
There were quite a few things in the basement, enough to fill the trunks of three police cars.
Seeing the old lady following and looking as if she was about to argue, Zhao Yan took out the notebook: "Do you still want to speak for him now?"
"Look at his notebook!"
She opened a page in the middle of the notebook, pointed to the words, and read them aloud to the old lady.
"I constantly think about killing the woman next to my pillow and using her corpse to make a specimen."
"If she were between 21 and 25 years old, she would be the most perfect work of art."
"Look at this sentence."
"My daughter-in-law is very young. I hope she will go out of the house."
"See? This is your good husband, this is your good stepfather."
Hearing Zhao Yan's words, the family felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, a chilling cold seeping into their bones.
Under such a bright sun, they felt a bone-chilling cold.
Seeing them stop, Zhao Yan turned and walked into the police car.
"If you still have any doubts about this matter, you can come with us to the police station," Jiang Yu said, sticking his head out of the car window.
The young man thought about it more and more, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He immediately waved his hands: "No need, we believe in the people's police!"
Jiang Yu said nothing more and retracted his head. Ha.
Zhao Yan returned to the police station in the police car. With this irrefutable evidence, Qin Jiangshui could not escape.
"Are you still going to be stubborn?" Jiang Yu placed all the evidence on the table and looked at Qin Jiangshui coldly.
Qin Jiangshui stared at the evidence on the table, forcing himself to remain calm. The slight tremor at the corner of his mouth could no longer be concealed.
"You beast, why did you kill these people? Why did you kill Guan Jing?" Old Qin slammed the table and said sternly.
Hearing Old Qin's exclamation, Qin Jiangshui could no longer control himself. He clenched his fists, slammed them hard onto the table, and roared.
"Do you know why Guan Jing married me? It's because she said I looked like you, that she thought I was your younger brother, and that I always had a shadow of you on me."
"But when she realized I was incapable, do you know how disgusted she looked at me!"
"I've lived so many years in your shadow."
"My parents compare me to you, my friends compare me to you, and even my damn wife compares me to you!"
"You're like a dark cloud. No matter how much I run, you're always above my head."
"You make me feel suffocated, do you know that!!"
"When I killed Guan Jing, I realized that in this regard, I was stronger than you."
"Everyone says you are excellent, but what of it? I still played you like a fiddle."
"Many times I secretly watched you, watched you busy and flustered, watched you clueless, and I really wanted to step forward and say, 'I killed this person,' just to see your expression."
"Why! Why do you get to have all the benefits, and why am I the one who gets blamed and humiliated!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Qin Jiangshui's hands continuously pounded on the table, roaring with anger.
Hatred, jealousy, inferiority, and unwillingness were all displayed on his face.
Old Qin's hands on the table trembled, and he said softly, "Submit the evidence as soon as possible. Those who deserve to be shot should be shot."
Hearing what Jiang Yu had said, Old Qin had been distressed for a while after Qin Jiangshui's death.
Old Qin had been busy with his affairs, being both father and mother.
Who would have thought that this would be the outcome?