Even After My Death-Chapter 621 - 525: Capturing Miao Bin

Jiang Ning slid the polygraph to the side, and Qi Xingzhou tacitly took it.

Miao Bin’s cell phone was still in Jiang Ning’s hands when she turned her head to look at Zhang Lang, "Officer Zhang, come and take a look."

Zhang Lang had been standing on the side for a long time and now, seeing that he finally had a role to play, hurried over.

"We’ve all used WeChat and should know that, even if you’re kicked out of a group chat, as long as you don’t delete the chat window, you can still see the chat history that took place in the group," Jiang Ning said.

Hearing Jiang Ning’s words, Miao Bin, who had been hiding behind his parents, seemed to remember something, and he suddenly looked up at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning didn’t pay attention to Miao Bin’s reaction; she was already showing Zhang Lang the chat history she had just discovered on Miao Bin’s phone.

Before coming here, Jiang Ning had already checked Miao Bin’s information from the System.

Miao Bin, seemingly just an ordinary homebody since graduating from a technical school, was actually a cyberspace hitman on the down low.

Starting from last year, he purposely searched for depression patients online, or netizens with mental health issues, gained their favor and trust by acting as a "caring big brother", and then deliberately tempted and induced them to "release themselves" (commit suicide) to satisfy his own sense of achievement.

In order to avoid being discovered by people in real life, not only did Miao Bin register alternate accounts, but he also specifically used another cell phone to log into accounts and communicate with his targeted victims. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

However, no matter how cautious he was, he was just a young man in his twenties after all, with an inherent sense of vanity.

Last month, after another netizen, under Miao Bin’s coercion, left a suicide note and became unreachable, Miao Bin couldn’t contain his pride and boasted in a small group that he had "sent away" another one.

This small group contained just over a dozen people.

Everybody shared a certain unsavory similarity; all had their hands in matters that couldn’t be mentioned.

Because of this, they had one thing in common: they hated Jiang Ning.

In the eyes of most people, Jiang Ning’s arrest of criminals was seen as virtuous, maintaining social order, and speaking out for the victims.

However, to potential criminals like Miao Bin, Jiang Ning was just a meddler.

Everybody in the group detested Jiang Ning immensely.

What Jiang Ning was now showing Zhang Lang was the chat content that Miao Bin had previously boasted about in the group.

This was spoken by him himself!

Irrefutable evidence!

Once Zhang Lang saw the chat records on the phone screen, he almost vomited blood.

Since wearing this uniform, he had been on many rescue missions, some of which involved saving people from committing suicide.

Each time, he and his colleagues had to spend a great deal of energy and time, and they might possibly pull someone back from the brink of death, or they might not...

Life was so precious, and behind each loss of a vibrant life was unbearable pain for a family.

Yet Miao Bin, in less than two years, had instigated the suicides of six people!

What difference was there between his actions and those of an executioner!

Zhang Lang looked up, his gaze cold and sharp, his expression stern. The clean and tidy police uniform he wore seemed to exude a natural sense of authority.

Miao Bin had been keeping an eye on Jiang Ning and Zhang Lang’s movements, and their eyes met.

Even before Zhang Lang had opened his mouth, Miao Bin already knew what he was going to say.

He was going to be arrested!

Alarm bells rang wildly in Miao Bin’s head.

Without thinking, he fiercely pushed his parents away and turned to dash off.

"— Ah!"

Caught off guard, Miao Hai and Ru Meilan let out cries of alarm as they were pushed to the ground by their son.

"Don’t let him get away!" Zhang Lang called out to his colleagues and quickly gave chase.

But there was a figure whose actions were faster than Zhang Lang and the others.

No one knew when Qi Xingzhou, who had been standing next to Jiang Ning, had moved away. He broke away from the crowd, positioning himself on the outskirts, as if he had already anticipated the sudden turn of events.

By the time everyone else realized what was happening, they saw Miao Bin hadn’t gotten far before someone pinned him to the ground.