The crackdown on organized crime began with the arrest of the mother-in-law.

Chapter 1069 Uncovering the Murder Details

“Do you remember that collapsed school building? Ren Tao’s father was a contractor back then. He used substandard cement to build the building, which killed my sister! I’ve spent twenty years making all those involved pay for it in the most ‘unexpected’ way!”

As Wang Bingchen confessed, the entire case gradually became clear. He meticulously disguised himself as a hiker to approach Ren Tao, exploiting the latter's kindness to gain his trust, and then lured him to Eagle's Beak Cliff under the pretense of "discovering a new route." Surveillance footage showed that at 6:58 AM on the day of the incident, the two appeared at the edge of the cliff. Wang Bingchen suddenly shoved Ren Tao from behind. In the instant of his fall, Ren Tao grabbed onto vines on the rock face, but Wang Bingchen, who was prepared, cut them with his hiking knife...

“Those seemingly perfect accidents,” Wang Bingchen stared blankly at the ceiling of the interrogation room, “were nothing more than a meticulously designed script. Ren Tao never understood why his friend, who always warned him to be careful of slippery roads, would personally send him to hell.” When the forensic team found a bloodstained hiking knife in the trunk of his SUV, the engravings on the blade were clearly visible—each one representing a prey who died in an “accident.” And this revenge plan, which had lasted for twenty years, finally came to its final judgment thanks to the meticulous investigation by the criminal investigation team.

Wang Bingchen then confessed to the entire crime.

The incandescent light in the interrogation room hummed. Wang Bingchen leaned back in the interrogation chair, the handcuffs on his wrists clinking against the metal armrests. His gaze was vacant as he stared at the ceiling, a cold smile playing on his lips, as if he were lost in some twisted self-satisfaction. Li Ming pushed a bloodstained hiking knife from the evidence bag in front of him; the mottled rust on the blade gleamed dark red under the light. "Tell me, how did you kill Ren Tao?"

"Kill him?" Wang Bingchen threw his head back and laughed, his laughter sharp and piercing. "That's the retribution he deserved! Twenty years ago, his father used substandard cement to build the school building, and my sister was buried in the rubble for three whole days before being dug out!" His eyes instantly turned fierce, and veins bulged on his face. "From the day she breathed her last, I swore that I would make everyone connected to that school building suffer a terrible death!"

After calming down, Wang Bingchen began to recount the premeditated crime. "I've been following Ren Tao for a long time. I know he's a kind-hearted person. As long as I say I'm a fellow hiker, he'll let his guard down." He gestured with his shackled hands. "Three months ago, I registered a new account and posted professional mountaineering guides on various outdoor forums, deliberately trying to attract his attention. Sure enough, he added me as a friend and said my route analysis was 'too practical.'"

October 14th was a crucial point in the plan. "I took the earliest high-speed train to his city," Wang Bingchen's voice became calm, as if he were recounting something trivial. "When we met, I deliberately wore old hiking clothes and carried a badly worn hiking backpack, pretending to be a seasoned hiker. Ren Tao didn't suspect anything, and even warmly invited me to dinner, saying he would take me to the 'secret route' to Eagle's Beak Cliff the next day."

That night, the two stayed at a budget hotel near Ren Tao's home. Wang Bingchen recalled the scene with a mocking expression: "He told me a lot of childhood stories like an idiot, even mentioning that his father had committed suicide after going insane because of the school building collapse. I thought to myself, this retribution is too good for that old man." As he spoke, he licked his dry lips, "In the middle of the night, I quietly went out and bought new climbing ropes and a trekking knife, hiding them in a compartment of my backpack."

At 10 a.m. on October 15th, before dawn, the two set off. "On the way, I kept trying to get close to him, saying I knew the wild trails of Eagle's Beak Cliff like the back of my hand." Wang Bingchen's fingers unconsciously twisted. "Ren Tao trusted me completely, even lending me his hiking buckle—the one that was later stuck in his chest." He suddenly let out a strange laugh. "How ironic, he thought he was helping a friend, but he didn't know he was handing a murder weapon to the killer."

When they reached Eagle's Beak Cliff, the morning mist hadn't yet dissipated. "I deliberately led him to the most dangerous eastern cliff, telling him that's where you can see the most beautiful sunrise," Wang Bingchen's eyes turned cold. "Ren Tao didn't suspect a thing, and even warned me to be careful as we walked. When we reached a protruding rock, I knew my chance had come." He paused, took a deep breath, "I pretended to slip and lunged at him. Ren Tao instinctively reached out to steady me, and I seized the opportunity to grab his wrist and yank it—"

“He was plunging off the cliff, but luckily he reacted quickly and grabbed onto a vine on the rock face.” Wang Bingchen’s voice suddenly became excited, and he leaned forward, as if he were back in that moment. “He looked up at me, his eyes full of terror and confusion, shouting ‘Why?’ I pulled out my hiking knife and slashed at the vine, saying as I cut, ‘This is to avenge my sister!’”

The moment Ren Tao fell, Wang Bingchen didn't leave immediately. "I lay on the edge of the cliff, watching his body hit the rocks, once, twice..." His voice trembled eerily. "Only after I was sure he was still did I use my climbing knife to finish him off in the chest—this was for those innocent children who died." He leaned back in his chair, a look of relief on his face. "After cleaning up the scene, I buried my climbing knife and bloodstained clothes in the woods, and even took several detours before leaving, thinking I had covered my tracks perfectly."

A deathly silence fell over the interrogation room, broken only by the hissing of the recording device. Li Ming stared at the man consumed by hatred before him and said coldly, "You think this will cover up your crimes? Justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent." Wang Bingchen laughed again, a laugh filled with boundless madness and despair: "It doesn't matter anymore, my mission is complete. Those damned people, not one will be spared..."

Ten days after the incident.

On a dark, overcast morning, a convoy of police cars wound its way into the Eagle's Beak Cliff scenic area, sirens piercing the mountain silence. Wang Bingchen, handcuffed and shackled, was escorted out of the police car by two special police officers. The October mountain wind, carrying damp mist, rushed towards him. He looked up at the familiar cliff silhouette, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, but a strange smile crept onto his lips.

"I remember everything clearly, every single action was described truthfully." Li Ming held the recorder, his eyes fixed intently on Wang Bingchen. The human figure outlined by the forensic doctor on the cliff edge with white lime was still faintly visible, exactly where Ren Tao had fallen ten days ago. Wang Bingchen was escorted to the marked location, the clanging of metal shackles echoing in the empty valley.

"We entered the scenic area from the west gate at 34:34 a.m. that day." Wang Bingchen suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse but clear.