Is there such a thing as a perfect crime in this world?
Yes, there is, brothers.
Yes, there is.
Regardless, both Su Ling and Mo Ran wanted to die right now.
One felt like the blood vessels in her neck were pulsing so much they were in the way, and she desperately wanted to prick them.
The other wanted to play a game of tug-of-war between her neck and the ceiling.
In the room, Su Ling’s passionate voice continued to echo.
By the time Mo Ran snapped out of it and quickly turned off her phone, it was already far too late.
Silence — a deathly silence.
Su Ling’s hand was currently resting on the doorknob, her body as stiff as a statue.
‘Aaaaaah, why is there a recording of me from that time?!’
Su Ling roared in her heart as she remembered it.
The recording was from when she was with Ji Lingyuan.
At the time, Mo Ran had called, and that bastard Ji Lingyuan hadn’t just neglected to hang up — she had deliberately intensified things, seemingly excited by the prospect.
Su Ling originally thought Mo Ran would just listen to it and that would be the end of it.
Why on earth did she record it?
Su Ling’s small face was now so red it looked like it might start dripping.
Meanwhile, Mo Ran felt as if the blood in her entire body had frozen.
Her mind was filled with a single thought: ‘It’s over.’
She had been possessed by some ghost and recorded it, even using it as a little hypnotic audio clip to listen to every night when she couldn’t sleep.
She never expected she would play this recording right in front of the source.
Mo Ran truly wanted to leap out the window right now and have an intimate encounter with the ground.
“Ling Ling, what was that sound just now?”
At that moment, Su Yao’s voice came from outside the door, breaking the extremely oppressive atmosphere in the room.
“It’s nothing, just a video.”
Su Ling opened the door.
The tips of her ears were already a vivid crimson as she kept her back turned toward Mo Ran.
Hearing this, Su Yao nodded thoughtfully.
‘A video… Why did the voice sound so much like Ling Ling?’
“Then you two must be hungry. It just so happens that dinner is ready, so come and eat,” Su Yao said with a smile.
Su Ling gave a soft reply.
Taking advantage of the gap while Su Yao went to the kitchen to fetch the dishes, she hesitated at the door for a moment.
“Um… Classmate Mo Ran.”
“Ah! I—I—I… I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t do it on purpose!”
Suddenly being addressed, Mo Ran was thrown into a frantic mess, and spirals began to spin in her eyes.
“If you like my voice, I can record a separate version for you. As for that one… can you please delete it…”
Su Ling lowered her head, her shame reaching an unbearable peak.
“I will definitely delete it! I’m really sorry!”
Mo Ran looked like she was about to cry.
Just as she was considering whether to drop to her knees and apologize, Su Ling sighed.
“Sigh, forget it. It’s only human. Just remember to delete it.”
“Come and eat.”
***
The atmosphere at the dining table was incredibly strange.
Mo Ran kept her head down, picking at her rice, not daring to look at Su Ling at all.
Su Ling was also chewing on a chicken wing, feeling just as awkward toward Mo Ran.
Su Yao watched them and blinked.
‘Did they have a falling out?’
“By the way, little Mo Ran, what about your sister?”
Su Yao remembered Mo Ran mentioning an older sister, but since the girl hadn’t appeared yet, she couldn’t help but ask.
She had even made an extra portion, which was currently warming in the pot.
“Her…”
Mentioning her sister caused the light in Mo Ran’s eyes to dim slightly.
“Don’t mind her. I don’t care where she is.”
However, the flash of panic in her eyes betrayed her.
Usually, Mo Tong would have returned home by this time.
Remembering the sound of sobbing coming from her sister’s room the previous night, Mo Ran’s heart felt unsettled.
‘Nothing actually happened, did it?’
Su Ling and Su Yao exchanged a glance.
“Did something happen?”
Su Ling knew a bit more information than Su Yao.
Mo Tong was an employee of Shao Nian You, and since the place had been raided last night, Mo Tong would have certainly been affected.
“She’ll definitely be back soon.”
“It’s almost 10:00 PM. It’s too late, and she’ll miss the last bus.”
Su Ling stood up.
She had quite a bit of goodwill toward Mo Tong.
After all, she sensed a similar aura from her.
“Where are you going?”
Mo Ran looked at her.
Su Ling was currently putting on her coat as if she were about to head out.
“To… go check her workplace.”
Su Ling glanced at Su Yao, not revealing Mo Tong’s profession.
“But it’s so late.” Su Yao was a bit worried.
“Mom, you just stay here. I’m mostly finished eating anyway, so I’ll treat it as going out for a walk to digest.”
“But…”
“Don’t worry. The higher-ups have been cracking down lately, so the Lower City is much safer at night than it used to be. Nothing will happen.”
Su Ling finished putting on her coat and donned a baseball cap.
There were quite a few “drunk lolis” in the Lower City at night, and with her appearance, she could easily become a target.
“If you’re really that worried, I’ll keep the call open the whole time. If you hear anything wrong or if I suddenly disconnect, count to thirty in your head. If I haven’t called you back by then, call the police.”
Su Ling started a call with Su Yao.
Su Yao looked like she was about to cry.
She was truly afraid of losing Su Ling again.
“Hehe, don’t worry so much. Like I said, I’m just going to check the situation.”
After coaxing Su Yao, Su Ling finally stepped out the door.
There was no moon tonight; the darkness was suffocating.
At that moment, she sensed movement behind her.
It turned out to be Mo Ran.
“She is my sister after all… If anyone is going to check, it should be me.”
Mo Ran’s expression was somewhat unnatural.
“I couldn’t stop her,” Su Yao’s helpless voice came through the phone.
“Actually, you don’t have to worry about it…”
“Ha, just consider it repayment for tutoring me.”
Su Ling cut off Mo Ran’s words.
She had seen long ago that this girl cared deeply for Mo Tong.
During dinner just now, her eyes had been glued to the door while she ate distractedly.
At first, Su Ling thought she was just embarrassed about the recording, but thinking about it more carefully, it was clear she was truly worried about Mo Tong.
“Thank you,” Mo Ran whispered after a long pause, her head lowered
No matter how much she claimed to dislike or resent Mo Tong, that was still her sister — the sister who had raised her since she was a Hatching.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call her a mother figure; how could she not care?
“By the way, could she just have been delayed by work?”
“Unlikely. I have some understanding of that kind of work. Unless a customer requests an overnight stay, it shouldn’t be this late.”
Su Ling shook her head.
She knew a bit about Shao Nian You.
The employees there were generally divided into two types: those on a contract and those who had sold themselves.
Those on contracts were more like regular workers and had a certain degree of freedom.
Since Mo Tong could come home every night, she was likely the first type.
The second type was the kind the thugs from Shao Nian You had tried to get Su Ling to sign — completely selling oneself to the establishment, where one no longer belonged to oneself.
Mo Ran glanced at Su Ling, surprised by how candid she was.
“What’s done is done. I won’t run away or hide it.”
Seeming to notice Mo Ran’s surprise, Su Ling covered her phone slightly, trying to muffle her words for Su Yao on the other end.
“Then, don’t you regret it?”
Mo Ran finally asked the question in her heart.
“I don’t. Our family’s situation was terrible back then. I had no talent and no job. Aside from this body being somewhat decent, I had no other way to get money quickly.”
In truth, Su Ling had considered following in the footsteps of her Transmigrator predecessors.
She thought about being a “literary thief,” copying popular novels from Earth or hit songs, dreaming of blowing up on the Witch Network.
She had actually done it at first, but reality had quickly slapped her in the face.
She had started serializing *Funny Breaks the Heavens*, *Battle Loli Continent*, and *Grinding the Ancestor* on the most popular Witch novel website.
However, the readers’ comments were unanimously negative: “Wait, what kind of low-level martial world is this? It’s not satisfying at all.”
“This is so cringey I’m curling my toes. It feels like it was written by a monkey in the mountains who has no world experience.”
“Such an old trope. What era is this that you’re still writing an Engagement Cancellation Trope? I’m a historian, and this style of writing is at least 3,000 years out of date.”
Only then did she suddenly realize that the Witch Civilization was a terrifying civilization that had lasted for hundreds of millions of years.
It was a god-tier civilization that sat atop the Three Main Universes.
The number of citizens in the Witch Empire was an unimaginable magnitude, and their culture was naturally brilliant to the extreme.
Bringing novels from Earth Civilization to show the Witches was like an amateur trying to show off to a master.
And the most terrifying part was that even if she worked until her fingers cramped, she could only type 20,000 words a day at most.
Meanwhile, for the webnovel authors of the Witches, 1,000,000 words a day was the standard.
How could she compete?
Su Ling hadn’t given up then, thinking that if novels didn’t work, maybe songs would?
But she was still crushed.
The Diva Civilization of the Witches was equally developed.
Recently, The Company had even launched a new feature that allowed you to customize your own exclusive Diva.
Once customized, your personal Diva would step out of the screen in the next moment and become reality.
One had to remember that besides technology, Witches also possessed Extraordinary powers like magic.
At that moment, Su Ling deeply realized that transmigration also depended on the situation.
If you transmigrated to an ancient feudal era where technology wasn’t developed, then Earth Civilization would be a total stomp.
But if you transmigrated to a god-tier civilization like the Witch Civilization, you would only suffer a dimensional reduction strike.