How You Can Sue Me for My Crimes in Dreams

‘Would a blind man go out to buy cigarettes?’

‘Yes, he would.’

‘But would he go out at night to buy them?’

‘Yes, he would do that too.’

‘For them, there’s not much difference between night and day.’

‘The world is always pitch-black, so going out with a guide cane isn’t a problem.’

‘But… for someone who’s only partially blind, it’s completely different.’

‘Of course, you could also argue that he was familiar with this route, so he could walk it normally even if he couldn’t see.’

‘But don’t forget the footprints at the crime scene. The two of them stopped three meters apart.’

‘Did he stop because he heard a sound, or because he saw a person?’

‘If it’s the former… that means his eyes were still partially blind.’

Xu Huo scanned his surroundings.

Some of the flies that had emerged from the rotting corpse flew into a Police Officer’s padded jacket, making him squirm. Others landed and crawled across eyeglass lenses.

In short, the conditions at the scene were abysmal.

‘But a partially blind man… goes out at ten at night without a guide cane?’

In Chen An’s home, the police had found a guide cane that hadn’t been used in a long time. It was cast aside in a corner, and no one knew how long it had been since it was last used.

Evidently, the deceased, Chen An, hadn’t taken his guide cane when he went out at ten o’clock at night while still in a partially blind state.

So how did he get around?

And according to the description from the 24-hour convenience store clerk, he acted no different from a normal person the entire time!

‘Then it must be the latter. He saw the person with his own eyes, which is why he stopped three meters away from the killer.’

‘But that raises another question.’

‘Were his eyes… actually blind or not?’

Were Chen An’s eyes blind or not?

Judging from the accident six months ago, he was indeed partially blind—unable to see in the light of day and completely blind at night.

But the current case indicated that his eyes were very likely fine.

‘Assuming his eyes had already healed…’

‘There are two possible analyses. One, he healed naturally. Two… his eyes recovered in another way.’

Could eyes heal on their own?

That was virtually impossible. The more fragile a part of the body, the harder it is for it to heal on its own. This was especially true for the eyes; even with the aid of world-class medical equipment, injuries were difficult to fully recover from.

But the reality of the situation pointed to the second possibility.

“Look into Chen An’s activities,” Li Jianye suddenly said, turning to Zhao Shui beside him.

“Check his medical insurance, hospital visit records, the diagnostic report from six months ago, everything. Report any information to me immediately.”

Zhao Shui nodded and immediately walked out as quickly as he could.

This information seemed crucial at the moment.

There were serious questions surrounding Chen An’s eyes.

And yet, at the crime scene, the police couldn’t find the victim’s eyeballs.

‘Did the police really overlook them in some corner?’

‘Or did a child really take them?’

‘If neither of those is true…’

‘Then it can only mean the killer took them.’

‘What use are eyeballs!?’

Honestly, they were useless.

Once a human eyeball and its optic nerve are removed from the socket, it doesn’t take long for them to become a rotting piece of flesh.

And the putrid stench of decaying nerves was simply unbearable.

‘The killer acted like a dog digging for a bone, tearing open the deceased Chen An’s stomach and then digging through all the internal organs, searching for something.’

‘But at the crime scene, the outcome of this act was, in all likelihood, that they found nothing…’

Li Jianye fell into deep thought, connecting various threads in his mind.

‘Could it be that the killer *did* find it?’

‘It just wasn’t in the stomach…’

‘But in the eyeballs the police had overlooked!?’

The eyeballs had been gouged out, and given their small size, the police hadn’t been very suspicious even when they couldn’t find them at first.

But now, combined with the questions about Chen An’s condition, the level of suspicion had skyrocketed.

‘If her target was the eyeballs…’

‘Why the eyeballs?’

‘And, is it possible she didn’t even know her target was the eyes herself? Is that why she only took them long after killing and disemboweling the victim?’

Li Jianye connected the few clues he had, but only grew more confused.

The target was the eyeballs?

What use were they?

Besides, judging by the killer’s frantic, hurried disembowelment…

The killer might not have even known her target was the eyes!

This was particularly puzzling. If she didn’t know, what made her so sure this was what she was looking for?

If she didn’t even know what it was, how was she sure the victim had it?

All these questions gradually pushed the hard-won clues back into a fog of mystery.

Most importantly…

“The second body… what’s the story there?”

Li Jianye suddenly turned his head to look.

On the sofa was a body, long since decomposed, with maggots squirming through the rotting flesh.

The second victim was named Zhang Jiahao, forty-four years old, male, occupation… owner of a real estate company.

Of course, anyone who owned a detached villa in this manor-style community wouldn’t be short on assets.

That wasn’t the issue.

The issue was that although his eyes had been gouged out, they were still left at the scene!

Xu Huo, wearing a mask and rubber gloves, stood before the long-decomposed body on the sofa, observing it.

The sofa was covered in dried, brownish stains, and the stench of blood kept flies circling overhead.

The two eye sockets were now empty voids, with only two rotting optic nerves dangling out.

The two eyeballs hung on either side of his nose, held up by the optic nerves stretching from the sockets, which kept them from falling to the floor.