Zhao Yan shook her head, no longer listening to Qin Jiangshui’s interrogation.
For such beasts, she only hoped they wouldn’t die too easily.
It would be best if they could suffer the pain the victims endured, no! They should suffer a thousand, ten thousand times over.
A few days after the incident, the official account of the Jiangcheng Police Bureau announced the complete resolution of the serial murder case.
This matter also became a hot topic.
Countless netizens applauded.
Zhao Yan, fulfilling her promise, went to court to hear the trial.
Zhou Ning was sentenced to death for intentional homicide, with immediate execution and lifelong deprivation of political rights.
As promised, Zhao Yan buried Zhou Ning’s ashes together with her mother’s.
The moment Li Mulan heard that Zhou Ning was executed, she let go of her obsession and went to the underworld.
Zhou Ning’s remaining assets, totaling two hundred and ten thousand, were used to compensate Li Mulan’s aunt.
A few days later, Li Mulan’s biological mother sued her aunt in court, citing unequal distribution of compensation.
They even got into a physical fight outside the courthouse, and the incident was reported in the local news of Jiangcheng.
Fortunately, Li Mulan could no longer see such troublesome matters.
After some time, Qin Jiangshui’s trial was also approaching.
Zhao Yan entrusted Jiang Yu to bring out all the bottles and jars and take them into the courtroom.
She wanted to listen to Qin Jiangshui’s trial along with these victims.
The victims’ families had all signed a joint statement, willing to forgo any compensation, only asking for Qin Jiangshui’s immediate execution.
As Qin Jiangshui was sentenced to immediate execution, the bottles and jars that had been slightly moving finally stilled.
Zhao Yan opened the mouths of the bottles, allowing the victims to leave.
The moment Qin Jiangshui was executed, he was terrified and called for his mother.
The first shot did not kill him, so a second shot was fired, but he still didn’t die.
This stunned the executioners; it was the first time they had encountered such a situation.
After several more shots, Qin Jiangshui was finally killed.
During this time, Qin Jiangshui was so scared that he soiled himself and kept calling for his mother.
His body was sent to the crematorium. Qin Lao and others refused to claim his ashes.
Unclaimed ashes would be sent to the public cemetery in the region where the execution took place.
On the first day in the public cemetery, his tombstone was covered in feces.
The next day, the tomb was empty; the ashes had been stolen.
Jiang Yu later said that Qin Jiangshui’s ashes were stolen by a victim’s family member.
They then flew to Thailand, sought out an Ajarn master, and subjected him to over a hundred types of torture daily.
Jiang Yu shook his head, saying that such a method was worse than simply scattering Qin Jiangshui’s ashes into a cesspool.
From Zhao Yan’s perspective, the victim’s family’s method was the most appropriate; such people should suffer endless pain after death.
Afterward, Zhao Yan received a 200,000 reward and a banner for Zhou Ning’s case.
As for the reward for Qin Jiangshui’s case, Zhao Yan asked Jiang Yu to give it to the victims’ families.
The 200,000 reward made her wallet a lot fuller. She later bought a car, but trusting Lin Jiahang’s suggestion to buy a slightly better one, she ended up with a 250,000 car loan.
She bought a Mercedes-Benz worth 450,000.
“Miss Zhao, you’re washing the car again.” Officer Qin got out of his car and saw Zhao Yan and Wu Jiaxin at the shop entrance, one washing the car’s front and the other the back.
He had visited Zhao Yan’s small shop several times, and she was either washing cars or preparing to wash them.
Zhao Yan chuckled and placed the car wash cloth into the bucket.
“Your business license is ready.”
Zhao Yan exclaimed with a laugh, wiped her hands on her apron, and immediately took it, kissing it like a horse.
Without this business license, she hadn’t dared to open for business these past few days.
“Seeing how diligently you’re cleaning, have you taken your driving test yet?”
Zhao Yan blushed and dared not speak.
Wu Jiaxin cheerfully took out her phone and opened a video.
“Officer Qin, this video will tell you everything.”
Officer Qin glanced at it. Zhao Yan was in the driver’s seat, with the instructor in the passenger seat.
Then, the scene changed. The instructor’s car somehow ended up on the roof of a two-story building, and the instructor’s screams for help could be heard from the passenger seat.
“How did this car get to the second floor?” Officer Qin asked, astonished.
“Ahem, that was just a minor mishap,” Zhao Yan said softly.
“Then who is driving this car?”
Wu Jiaxin replied, “For now, I am.”
Officer Qin shook his head and said, “Miss Zhao, this won’t do. You need to practice more.”
Zhao Yan nodded. These days, she had Wu Jiaxin teach her, and her driving skills had greatly improved. She was preparing to retake the third subject of the driving test.
After Officer Qin left, Zhao Yan bought a frame and hung up the business license.
“It’s been many days since I earned any money. Xin Xin, we need to make money,” Zhao Yan said.
She still had a loan to repay, and the money in her card was running low. Most importantly, she had a car loan payment due next month.
“Sister Zhao, your fans are really excited about you streaming. Many people have messaged asking you to stream. Why don’t you stream once?” Wu Jiaxin suggested.
Zhao Yan hummed in agreement, “Then let’s have a stream first.”
Her account now had 200,000 followers.
These 200,000 were all active fans. Being this poor, she naturally wouldn’t spend money to buy fake followers to boost her image.
Many fans found Zhao Yan, a Buddhist-like blogger, frustrating.
Many fans wanted to watch Zhao Yan’s videos, only to find a few uploads. Her last stream was 15 days ago.
“Start streaming, start streaming.” Zhao Yan composed herself and clicked the start streaming button.
When she started streaming, many netizens were initially confused, then delighted.
【Holy crap, this blogger who updates once in a blue moon is actually streaming!】
【Grandpa, the blogger you follow is alive!】
Zhao Yan waved her hand and greeted them, “Good afternoon, everyone.”
She watched as the number of online viewers quickly reached two thousand and was still increasing.
Just as she was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
Wu Jiaxin opened the door, and a gruff, loud voice came through.
“Xiao Xin, is Master Zhao at home?” Uncle Hu, with his shiny bald head, walked into the shop, holding a flower basket.
Behind him followed a young man about 18 years old.
“Sister Zhao, it’s Uncle Hu,” Wu Jiaxin said to Zhao Yan, turning around.
“Uncle Hu?” Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, then remembered. It was the uncle whose father had died, and he didn’t know the bank card password.
Zhao Yan was about to stand up, but Uncle Hu smiled broadly, “Sit, sit. I came specifically to thank you.”
“Just as you said before, my son got the top score in the college entrance examination in our province.”
Zhao Yan also congratulated him happily, “Congratulations, congratulations!”
“Thank you. My son said that wearing your talisman made him feel much more stable, and he scored many points higher than in the mock exams.”
Zhao Yan waved her hand, “It’s your son’s hard work.”
The netizens’ comments were filled with question marks.
【The talismans are not selling, help me?】
【Is this a new way of marketing?】