LRAB Chapter 63: 63 The Murderer
Chapter 63: 63 The Murderer
Chapter 63: Chapter 63 The Murderer
“Teacher Xu!!”
The stench of blood in the air made Lin Xian’s scalp tense.
The bizarre sensation of being drawn out of the surrounding world came over him again, with a strong ringing in his ears drowning out all other sounds.
Even though he had experienced countless bloody scenes in dreams.
But when a familiar person died before his eyes, and the torn body lay lifeless in front of him, Lin Xian couldn’t help but feel panicked and disturbed.
This was reality.
...
There would be no cycles of reincarnation here, no rewinding of time.
The dead would not be standing there smiling the next day.
This sloppy yet earnest man.
He had finally seen hope for his daughter’s awakening... but before he could feel any joy, he had tragically left this world.
...
Hospital.
Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun were sitting on chairs outside the emergency room, frowning with no communication between them.
Bang.
The door to the emergency surgery room burst open, and a doctor wearing a mask and surgical attire stepped out.
“Doctor.” “How is Professor Xu Yun...?”
Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun hurriedly got up to greet him.
But the doctor...
Closed his eyes and shook his head.
He pulled out a document and read to them:
“The victim’s injuries were too severe, with skull fracture, exposure of cranial and thoracic cavities, extensive deep wounds, and excessive blood loss... By the time the ambulance arrived, he was already confirmed dead at the scene.”
He took out a form and looked back and forth at the two:
“Which one of you is a family member? Please sign here.”
Lin Xian shook his head:
“Doctor, neither of us is his family. Professor Xu Yun’s parents died of illness when he was young, his wife also died from amniotic fluid embolism, and his only relative, his daughter... has been in a vegetative state for many years, lying in Donghai University Affiliated Hospital.”@@@@
“Then who are you?”
“I am Teacher Xu’s student,” Lin Xian said.
The doctor sighed:
“A student won’t do.”
“Alright then, contact the school and have a school leader come over to sign.”
...
Half an hour later.
The police and the vice-chancellor of East Sea University arrived together.
“When I said earlier that Professor Xu Yun came because of you, I was partly joking. Even if you hadn’t delivered the invitation, I would’ve definitely gone to deliver it myself.”
“Professor Xu Yun’s death, no matter the reason, has nothing to do with you. No one wants such things to happen.”
She pointed towards the parked Alfa Romeo business van outside:
“Get in, I’ll have the driver take you home first.”
Lin Xian shook his head:
“You go ahead, President Zhao, I want to stay here a little longer.”
Zhao Yingjun sighed deeply and turned around:
“Take a few days off work; rest well at home. I’ll go to the hospital during the day and arrange things for Xu Yiyi.”
Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap...
She walked out of the hospital’s glass doors in her high heels, the electric door of the Alfa Romeo opened, she climbed in, and the car drove off into the distance.
...
A cold wind blew in through the gaps in the glass doors.
The temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees.
Lin Xian, without a coat, felt not even a trace of the chill.
“Lin Xian, there you are!”
The glass door was pushed open again.
Gao Yang hurried over, let out a sigh, and sat down on the chair next to Lin Xian.
“Lin Xian, don’t be so sad, it’s making me feel miserable too,”
“Professor Xu Yun’s sudden passing is indeed very tragic. But no one can do anything about accidents like a car crash!”
“No...”
Lin Xian shook his head:
“This was no accident.”
By now,
he had completely figured it out.
Professor Xu Yun’s death was most likely related to his own interference with reality, his rewriting of the future.
If he had not meddled with the course of history,
Xu Yun would have remained an inconsequential scientist, a “laughable academic” and “academic clown” for his entire life, never achieving anything of significance.
No one would have a reason to kill such an insignificant person.
But now, with Lin Xian’s help, Xu Yun had cracked the formula for the Hibernation Pod Filling Liquid centuries ahead of time, and he was about to share it with the world free of charge.
Under such circumstances, the reasons and motives for killing him were far too many.
Adding to that, the cab driver’s strange behavior and disguise...
“This was a murder.”
Lin Xian narrowed his eyes:
“A carefully planned... murder!”