Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 394 - 393 Self-inflicted Disaster

Chapter 394: Chapter 393 Self-inflicted Disaster

Yesterday’s meat was merely a hook, the evil was committed by people, and it was Victory Team that fell ill.

The same meat, if placed elsewhere, might also induce covetous glances, and perhaps they too might think "it’d be great if that meat was mine." However, there’s more than a world of difference between daring to think and daring to steal.

Lin Nianhe felt no trace of guilt or pity for these people’s deaths. To put it bluntly, every single one of them got what they deserved.

Those who rob others are not innocent; Cao Manfu, who failed to stop them immediately, is not innocent; even among the survivors, few are truly blameless.

Going further back, those who, out of jealousy and revenge, plotted to drive boars down from the mountains are not innocent; those who don’t respect the land, letting crops rot in the rain, are not innocent; those who for personal gain, force Educated youth to marry villagers using underhanded methods are also not innocent.

Lin Nianhe respects every life equally, which is why she equally wishes death upon every wrongdoer.

She saw the surprise in Su Yuncheng’s eyes and understood that her indifferent response was somewhat out of place.

She lowered her eyes and said indifferently, "Heaven’s actions can be forgiven, self-inflicted evils, cannot be lived with."

Having said that, she gently pushed Su Yuncheng aside and entered the interrogation room.

Feng Wei peeked around, asking softly, "Brother Cheng, isn’t Sister Lin’s reaction a bit off?"

Su Yuncheng glanced at him: "What do you know?"

Feng Wei: "...?"

Even if he didn’t understand much, he knew that no normal person could remain so calm upon hearing that over eighty people died overnight in the neighboring village!

Su Yuncheng couldn’t be bothered with him and turned to follow into the interrogation room.

That Cao Dayue had managed to escape from Feng Wei; he couldn’t rest easy leaving Lin Nianhe alone with her.

His delicate childhood sweetheart, what if she got frightened and cried out loud?

Lin Nianhe didn’t turn around at the sound of Su Yuncheng’s footsteps, still staring fixedly at Cao Dayue.

At this moment, Cao Dayue was like a frightened bird, eyes darting around, trembling with every sound she heard.

Lin Nianhe watched her for a while, then pulled up a chair and sat down in front of her.

Lin Nianhe adjusted her posture, leaning comfortably against the back of the chair, one hand propping her forehead. She looked at Cao Dayue and began to speak slowly, "Last night, meat aromas wafted through Victory Team."

Her tone was ordinary, as if telling a story.

"Victory Team had a poor harvest this year, and all the pigs they raised died. You wanted to eat meat, so you could only resort to wild animals from the mountains, but even those are collectively owned, so who could hog them all?"

"So you left your homes to deal with this collective thief."

Cao Dayue’s blinking increased in frequency and finally, for the first time, she cast a quick glance at Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe pretended not to notice her slight change in expression, continuing her slow "storytelling": "You quickly found out who was cooking the meat, but unfortunately, their wild boar meat came from Ten Miles Team, and you couldn’t get a share no matter how much you coveted it. But then again—"

"With so much pig meat, and those two unable to finish it all, after so many years as fellow villagers, it wouldn’t be too much to eat a piece of their meat, right? Besides, there were so many of you, even if they were unwilling and reported to Public Security, could the police really arrest over a hundred villagers?"

Cao Dayue suddenly looked up, her eyes on Lin Nianhe as if seeing a confidant.

Clearly, she and they had thought exactly that the previous night.

Although they couldn’t articulate concise phrases like "the law does not punish the masses," they knew that with enough people, the Public Security could do nothing against them—last time they tried to snatch wild boars from the vet and even injured a few nurses, in the end, Public Security didn’t do much to them anyway!

What criticism and education? They don’t care, the meat that’s right there for the taking is the real benefit.

Lin Nianhe’s lips slowly curled up, her voice carrying a bewitchingly curious tone: "And then you just went in and robbed them, is that it?"

The things she had said previously were all conjectures that Su Yuncheng had made based on the situation at the scene, but conjectures alone were far from enough, they needed witness testimony.

Cao Dayue clenched her fists, leaning forward, stretching her neck, trying to close the distance with Lin Nianhe.

"You think I did right too, right? Cao Shijian is my little brother, he had two bowls of cornmeal porridge at my house when he came back from the provincial city, what’s wrong if I eat a piece of his meat? He should give it to me!"

The whites of Cao Dayue’s eyes were bloodshot, she stared at Lin Nianhe’s eyes like an evil spirit, seeking affirmation.

Lin Nianhe heard the rustling sound of a pen scratching against paper from behind her, and her heart steadied, she continued: "He indeed should have shared with your family, but what about the others? Did they also do favors for Cao Shijian?"

"Bullshit!"

Cao Dayue screamed: "Why should they get a share of the meat? That meat should all belong to our family... but, but..."

Fear welled up in her eyes, and her lips trembled, as if recalling the horrifying scene from last night.

She wilted, shrinking into her chair, tears starting to fall, her voice extremely low: "But they all snatched for the meat, they went crazy, crazy! They beat me... I, I, I ran, I went home..."

"They beat my dad, my mom locked me in the large wardrobe... They stole our family’s grain... They went mad snatching, crazy, all crazy!"

Cao Dayue’s voice suddenly rose sharply, buzzing in Lin Nianhe’s ears.

Lin Nianhe slightly furrowed her brow, fighting the instinct to move back. She took a deep breath, let the image of the adorable little Niuwa sway in her mind for three seconds, and then extended her hand to gently rub the swelling on Cao Dayue’s forehead, saying in the gentlest voice: "It’s alright, don’t be scared, it’s their fault for hitting you, it has nothing to do with you, I won’t punish you..."

Of course she wouldn’t punish Cao Dayue, she was just passing by to help with the questioning, it wasn’t her place to pass judgement.

She didn’t lie to her.

Lin Nianhe had intended to soothe Cao Dayue’s emotions, but unexpectedly, Cao Dayue suddenly shivered, her gaze briefly regaining clarity.

She looked at Lin Nianhe in full alarm, then at Su Yuncheng who was writing notes behind her, and whispered mysteriously to Lin Nianhe: "This bruise was inflicted by him, he’s no good person either!"

Lin Nianhe’s hand jolted, causing Cao Dayue to cry out in pain. She didn’t care, she turned back to look at Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng: "..."

Lin Nianhe looked at him with a bit of a resentful gaze, as if to say: Why did you hit her for no reason? The mood was disrupted, making the interrogation more difficult!

Su Yuncheng quickly explained: "It was necessary for the arrest."

Lin Nianhe wrinkled her nose at him to express her displeasure, then turned back as if nothing had happened, continuing her attempt to extract Cao Dayue’s memories: "Do you know who finally took the grain? Did they stop suddenly, or did someone else come and take advantage of the situation?"

Cao Dayue was still immersed in the fear of being pressed into the snow by Su Yuncheng, trembling and muttering, "He’s no good person either."

The emotion couldn’t be picked up again, Lin Nianhe helplessly withdrew her hand and stood up to say to Su Yuncheng: "Let her rest for a while."

"Hmm." Su Yuncheng closed his notebook and stood up following Lin Nianhe.

The two walked out of the interrogation room one after the other, and were immediately faced by Liu Jianjun with furrowed brows and Wong Xiao full of expectation.

Wong Xiao fanned Lin Nianhe with a piece of cardboard he had found from somewhere, chattering away: "Sister Lin, you’ve worked hard, how did it go with the questioning? Don’t lose heart if you can’t get anything out of her yet, take a sip of water and go back in and give it another shot!"

Lin Nianhe: "Uncle Wong, it’s winter, I’m cold."