Chapter 30: Jealousy Makes Me Plasmolyze
"That's it! That's it!" Qin Feng excitedly grabbed Tang Ren's shoulders: "I remember the birthdays of the two victims. According to the theory of Yin-Yang and Five Elements, their fate should correspond to Water and Fire respectively."
"If I'm not mistaken, the killer's method of murder is neither based on the mutually generating nor the mutually overcoming relationships of the Five Elements. He kills in the order of the Five Elements as depicted in the River Chart."
"It is said that Heaven produces Water first, Earth completes it with six; Earth produces Fire second, Heaven completes it with seven; Heaven produces Wood third, Earth completes it with eight; Earth produces Metal fourth, Heaven completes it with nine; Heaven produces Earth fifth, Earth completes it with ten."
"This refers to the order in which substances are formed between Heaven and Earth. Correspondingly, the kidneys belong to Water, the heart to Fire, the liver to Wood, the lungs to Metal, and the spleen to Earth."
Mo Fei affirmed: "So the third victim belongs to Wood, the fourth victim belongs to Metal, and the fifth victim belongs to Earth!"
"Tha… thank you!" Qin Feng looked at Mo Fei gratefully: "You've helped us so much!"
"Don't thank me so fast!" Mo Fei smiled: "I never said this was free help."
"Then what do you want?" Tang Ren, who had been excited to hear that the killer was getting closer, instantly became vigilant.
"For Seventh Uncle's grandson's murder case, he offered a reward of five million U.S. dollars. I don't need much, just half of it will do."
"Why?" Tang Ren immediately refused: "Just for a few words from you, we have to give you half? Do you think your mouth is made of gold?"
"The few words I said to you are worth one U.S. dollar, but because they hit the nail on the head, they are worth two million four hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine U.S. dollars!" Mo Fei's lips curved into a smile.
"He's right, what he said is indeed worth that much money." Qin Feng stopped Tang Ren, who was about to argue with Mo Fei.
"Damn it, whose side are you on? Why are you siding with him?" Tang Ren glared at Qin Feng unhappily.
"What is Seventh Uncle's status in Chinatown? Do you think only you know about his grandson's death and the reward? Naive! Now it's a competition of who has more clues, and who finds the killer first. And do you believe me, if I release these clues, there will be plenty of people willing to team up with me to claim this reward!" Mo Fei scoffed at Tang Ren.
Seventh Uncle, Wu Zhiyuan, former leader of the North America Hongmen, retired due to old age and became a grand elder, the famous Godfather of Chinatown.
The Hongmen is the strongest Chinese gang globally, with a membership exceeding any other organization in the World. According to statistics, as of 2005, the Hongmen had over 900,000 members worldwide, evolving from the "Heaven and Earth Society" during the Ming and Qing dynasties. It has been established for over 400 years, with branches in more than 20 countries including the United States, France, South Africa, Australia, and Vietnam.
Its power is immense!
Therefore, the turmoil caused by the death of Seventh Uncle's grandson is bound to be significant.
"Moreover, if it weren't for the trouble, with the clues I have, I could directly find the killer and wouldn't have to share a single cent with you, do you believe me?"
Seeing Mo Fei's ambiguous gaze, Tang Ren immediately hesitated, but then he quickly realized that Mo Fei only knew some obscure knowledge. How could he possibly be better than Qin Feng at detective work?
"Then if you're so capable, why don't you go yourself?" Tang Ren egged him on: "Then maybe you could get the five million U.S. dollars all by yourself."
"Do you think I really wouldn't dare to go by myself?" Mo Fei looked at Tang Ren with a half-smile: "What I just said were only the most basic things; I haven't even revealed the real clues yet!"
"Li… like…" Qin Feng quickly pressed, he didn't care who got the bounty, he only cared about the real killer.
If Mo Fei could truly help catch the killer, giving him all five million U.S. dollars would be fine.
"For example, this killer will definitely build a considerable altar to serve as a place for alchemy. If you pay attention to recent strange construction news in New York City, you should find something."
"Another example: how did the killer know the victims' birthdates? He must have access to a large amount of citizen information, which relates to his profession and status, thus narrowing down the scope to a very small group."
"Furthermore, he must have read the Yin-Yang Wuji Theory. This is a very obscure Taoist book; those who haven't read it certainly wouldn't know about the Soul Suppressing Talisman and the River Chart killing sequence. His name, or the name of someone close to him, will definitely appear on the borrowing list at the New York Public Library."
After hearing Mo Fei's words, Qin Feng suddenly felt enlightened. From now on, it would almost be a matter of careful comparison and analysis to identify the real killer.
"And the last point…"
"Sti… still more?"
"This killer is very likely a Doctor. Check hospitals; you might find an unexpected discovery."
"Why?"
"Who among normal people could calmly cut open a person's stomach and distinguish the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys from within? It would be disgusting, wouldn't it? Only someone who frequently performs dissections would be able to calmly grasp the timing to remove the victim's internal organs and erase clues at a specific time and place." Mo Fei said with confidence.
Mindy looked at Mo Fei with a slightly strange expression: Bro, are you sure you're not talking about yourself?
"I'll contact Kiko immediately!" Qin Feng exclaimed excitedly… Mo Fei had given such obvious hints that even a pig should be able to find the real killer, let alone Qin Feng, who was not comparable to a pig.
Well, at least it would take ten pigs.
The real killer was quickly identified as James Springfield, the original killer in Detective Chinatown.
"Damn it! The entire hospital belongs to this guy, so rich? No wonder! These rich people, with money and power, want to live forever, just like Qin Shi Huang! With money, they still kill people and practice alchemy, wanting immortality? He's dreaming!" Tang Ren said indignantly.
This was the jealousy of the poor.
Understandable!
In fact, Mo Fei was also very jealous. Damn, the value of an entire hospital is at least tens of millions of U.S. dollars. When would he ever have that much money?
He came from a family of divine Doctors. Although he wasn't exactly short on money, he wasn't particularly wealthy either; he wasn't even a millionaire.
Jealousy makes me plasmolyze!
"Forget it, no matter how much wealth he has, once he falls into Seventh Uncle's hands, he'll surely regret ever crawling out of his mother's womb." Mo Fei shrugged.
The methods of punishment used by the Hongmen bigwigs are enough to make anyone in this World tremble!
This guy shouldn't have, of all things, targeted Seventh Uncle's grandson.
If he had found the heart of another person whose fate belonged to Fire, then he might really have been able to finish his alchemy peacefully!
As for the ordinary U.S. Police's case-solving rate… haha!
"Let's… let's… let's hurry and find James Springfield's office!" Qin Feng interrupted the resentment of Mo Fei and Tang Ren, two poor men. What time was it? Still resenting the rich here?
Don't you know you two will also become millionaires this time?
Will you resent yourselves then?
"OK!"
The next chapter has been blocked. I will modify it.