Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 441 - 440: Psychopathy

Chapter 441: Chapter 440: Psychopathy

Xing Ling knew the password and went in after opening the door, only to see the cat’s bowl, but no sign of the cat after looking around.

"The cat really must have run outside," Zhou Rui said.

Just as they were about to leave, they heard the sound of a car engine at the door; Meng Jilin had arrived.

Seeing the people inside, he was surprised, "Why are you all here? Are you helping me look for the cat?"

"Chen Xindian is helping you look for the cat, but he hasn’t returned until now, so we came to check," Zhou Rui said.

Meng Jilin was also taken aback, "Did you call him?"

"No answer," Xing Ling said.

"Then let’s search nearby; he shouldn’t have gone far," Meng Jilin suggested.

Xing Ling and Zhou Rui thought the same and then the three of them started searching around the villa.

Behind the villa was a small grove where, according to Meng Jilin, Niannian often ran into.

Thinking that Chen Xindian might have gone that way, they headed to the grove.

There, they called for Niannian and Chen Xindian.

Then Xing Ling thought she heard Niannian’s voice.

She turned and headed towards the grove.

Zhou Rui followed closely behind, and Meng Jilin, who was searching in a different area, asked them, "Over there?"

"Heard a cat’s cry," Zhou Rui said.

Xing Ling walked about ten steps forward then abruptly halted, staring at the scene on the ground ahead with a pounding heart, her face turned deathly pale, and her body went limp, falling to the ground.

"Ah!!" Zhou Rui screamed in horror.

Meng Jilin hurried over to them and then saw Chen Xindian lying in a pool of blood.

As a doctor, he was accustomed to such scenes.

So after calming down, he quickly checked Chen Xindian’s condition.

He found Chen Xindian was dead.

There were strangulation marks on his neck, and his hands and legs were broken.

He also discovered that his chest had been pierced by many needles; he had been tortured to death.

Meng Jilin looked up and saw Niannian crouched not far away in shock.

He immediately took out his phone to call the police.

Ye Sihan arrived even faster than the police, scooping the cold and frightened Xing Ling into his arms.

Xing Ling closed her eyes, haunted by the image of Chen Xindian’s ghastly death.

Why had this happened? Weren’t they just looking for a cat?

What had happened...

Ye Sihan looked at Zhou Rui, who was crying off to the side, "You go rest; I’ll handle things here."

Zhou Rui shook her head, "I want to know what happened, who did this!" But she still couldn’t bring herself to look that way; she couldn’t believe that the Chen Xindian who had been laughing and talking with her that morning was now lying there.

Eventually, the police arrived and began their investigation.

The forensic team came too, starting the autopsy.

"He was tortured to death, there are no signs of sexual assault," they said.

Hearing the coroner’s words, Xing Ling’s face shifted, was it just a simple case of torture?

The police interrogated Meng Jilin for quite some time, and after hearing the coroner’s words, asked, "Are there any psychologically disturbed people nearby?"

Meng Jilin thought for a moment, "Even though this is a villa area, we are not acquainted with every household."

"Then we must check each one," the police declared.

Every villa, including the ones where filming was taking place, suspended work to cooperate with the investigation.

Xing Ling, who had already been questioned, sat in the car, blankly watching the production staff being interviewed by the police through the car window.

Xing Ling wondered, could it have been someone from the crew?

But there was no way to tell for sure!

If someone like that was around, surely there would have been some indication.

Fearing she might have overlooked something, she replayed her interactions with the crew over and over in her head.

Her jaw tightened, and her face was turned to meet Ye Sihan’s unfathomably dark gaze.

"No one wants to see such a tragedy happen. All we can do now is help her find the murderer and ensure the killer pays with his life," Ye Sihan said, staring intensely into her sorrowful eyes.

"If it hadn’t been for looking for the cat, Chen Xindian wouldn’t have ended up like this."

"You don’t need to feel guilty, don’t treat the murderer’s problem as your own fault, okay?"

Xing Ling lowered her gaze.

That’s what she said, but she couldn’t convince herself to be detached from it all.

Including Zhou Rui, neither could accept such an accident.

They spent every day together, and then suddenly one of them was murdered, dying right in front of them—who could bear it?

Ye Sihan wasn’t a soft-hearted person, but at that moment, he was all tenderness, pulling her into his arms and holding her tightly, offering her a sense of security.

They followed the police’s departure from the Ye Mansion closely.

The film crew’s work had to continue, but they’d definitely need to take a break for the next few days.

Especially with Xing Ling, the lead actress.

That very night, Xing Ling came down with a fever and couldn’t get out of bed.

Ye Sihan was frantic with worry, not leaving her side for a moment.

The doctor summoned to the Ye Mansion was under immense pressure, constantly monitoring the patient’s condition.

The fever would subside during the day, only to flare up again at night.

Back and forth it went.

Ye Sihan then spent the whole night awake, holding her.

Sometimes Xing Ling would wake up groggy and realize who was holding her.

Xing Ling’s illness, sparked by the shock, lasted ten days.

Even Xing Tian came to see her.

He didn’t leave until her condition had stabilized.

Xing Yanjie needed no excuse to run to the Ye Mansion.

Ye Sihan, even more so, didn’t touch his work at all, leaving everything to his subordinates.

Xing Ling sat in the cool shade under a large tree, with food and drinks laid out on the table.

"You’ve lost quite a bit of weight," Xing Yanjie said worriedly as he looked at her face, "You need to properly regain your strength."

Ye Sihan approached with the nutritious soup she had to have every afternoon in his hands.

Xing Ling took it and ate by herself.

Before that, Ye Sihan had always fed her himself.

Once she had the strength, she immediately started eating on her own.

After finishing, she asked, "How is Zhou Rui doing?"

"She’s okay."

"Have someone keep an eye on her; don’t let anything happen," Xing Ling said.

"I know."

Xing Ling asked, "How is the police investigation going?"

"They’ve found the killer," Ye Sihan said.

"Who is it?" Xing Ling suddenly sat up straight, "Why did he want to kill Sister Xue?"

"It was a cat abuser with a psychological disorder." Ye Sihan didn’t want to tell her, but if he didn’t, she would have misgivings. "He lured Chen Xindian by capturing Meng Jilin’s cat and killed her in the manner of abusing the cat."

Tears welled up in Xing Ling’s eyes, trembling as they fell. "Are you saying he’s mentally ill, so he can escape the law?"

"Yes, that’s how it is," Ye Sihan’s dark eyes were filled with chill, "But not with me. At the very least, he should be made to understand what pain is."

Xing Ling slumped weakly into the chair, unable to believe it was a psychologically disturbed individual behind the killing.

Why did such a thing have to happen...

"Aling, don’t be too sad, be careful with your health," Xing Yanjie worried about her.

Without a word, Ye Sihan picked her up and turned toward the house.

They didn’t go to the bedroom but sat on the second floor’s observation deck, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Tell me what you want me to do," Ye Sihan asked in a hoarse voice.

When he had found the killer and seen that dark face, he had lost control on the spot.

He beat the man until he was beyond recognition.

He hadn’t beaten him to death because he didn’t want to let him off so easily.

A psychological disorder? That’s because he didn’t know what pain was.

He would make sure the man understood.