After a car accident left me in a vegetative state, all the caregivers hired to look after me died horribly.

One had only poured me a glass of water before she, as if in a trance, ran onto a train track and ended her own life.

Another had merely given me a sponge bath before she, seized by a sudden madness, leaped from a rooftop.

No matter how the police investigated, they could find no trace of the killer.

In the end, the ten deaths were declared a series of cold cases.

Strangely, the second the tenth person died, I suddenly woke up.

The first thing I did was go to the police station and turn myself in.

The police were stunned.

"Are you saying you murdered ten consecutive caregivers over the ten years you were in a vegetative state?"

I was perfectly calm.

"Yes."

"A vegetative state only means you can't move. It doesn't mean you can't kill."

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Every officer in the room was stunned into silence.

"Before her accident, Song Yue was the city's 'Teacher of the Year,' known for her gentle nature. How could she kill someone?"

"Exactly. A person in a vegetative state can't even open their eyes. What did she do, kill them with her mind?"

Soon, they decided I was mentally ill and arranged to have me committed to a psychiatric hospital.

But I sat calmly in my chair and, in a soft voice, revealed details that left them reeling.

"The first caregiver bled to death from self-inflicted knife wounds. Seventy-two cuts, to be exact."

"The second caregiver jumped off a building. Before she jumped, she also took a hundred sleeping pills."

...

I calmly recounted the details of all ten caregivers' deaths.

A young officer shot to his feet, his voice trembling.

"Those are details we never released to the public. How could you possibly know them?"

I shrugged.

"Because I'm the killer."

"I'm the one who killed them. Of course I know the details."

The moment I spoke, the station erupted into chaos.

I was immediately handcuffed and taken to an interrogation room.

The officer in charge of my interrogation, Officer Liu, had been on the force for over thirty years and had a perfect conviction record.

But even with all his experience, he frowned deeply as he wrestled with my confession.

"Song Yue, for the past ten years, you've been comatose in a vegetative state. How did you manage to kill ten caregivers in a row?"

I let out a sneer, leaning back lazily in my chair.

"Are all of you cops this incompetent? Do you need me to spell out something so simple?"

"If you want to know the truth, then go investigate it yourself!"

"If you can't figure out something this simple, you might as well turn in your badges and go flip burgers!"

Officer Liu slammed his hand on the table.

"Don't get smart with me!"

"Those caregivers had no history with you. Talk! What was your motive?"

My expression suddenly turned serious.

"The thing is, even in a vegetative state, I had a sliver of awareness. I could feel things."

"All of those caregivers deserved to die!"

As I spoke, my eyes filled with tears.

Seeing my grief-stricken and indignant expression, Officer Liu's tone couldn't help but soften.

"Did... did those caregivers abuse you?"

I nodded frantically.

"Yes!"

"I was incontinent. One of them had the audacity to wear gloves while cleaning me. Was she disgusted by me? Some hired help, daring to be disgusted by me? She ended up drowning in a septic tank."

"Didn't she love being clean? So I let her take her last breath in the filthiest place imaginable."

"Another one. I prefer my water at exactly 36 degrees Celsius. She dared to give it to me at 37. Was she trying to scald me? Doesn't she know how delicate a comatose patient's esophagus is? So, I made sure she was burned to death with boiling oil. I wanted her to feel what it's like to be scalded."

I grew more and more agitated, clenching my fist and slamming it on the table.

"After abuse like that, of course they deserved to die!"

Officer Liu stared, his mouth agape, utterly speechless for a long moment.

The interrogation lasted for three hours.

After that, no matter what Officer Liu asked me, I refused to say another word.

They had no choice but to temporarily detain me.

News of my confession spread like wildfire. The moment I walked out of the interrogation room, I was surrounded by a large crowd of the victims' families.

Every one of them had eyes burning with rage. Someone even hurled a brick, aiming it right at me.

My reflexes, dulled by years of paralysis, were slow. I couldn't dodge in time, and the brick connected, knocking out two of my teeth.

The crowd surged forward, their curses filling the air.

"You monster! My daughter was only twenty-three! She was so proud of her looks, and you… you pushed her into a vat of boiling oil…"

"My son had been battling depression. He had just recovered, but after being your caregiver for a year, he suddenly threw himself in front of a train."

"All our loved ones are dead, so why are you still alive?"

They kicked and punched me, unleashing all their fury.

The police watched on with disgust, only intervening when it looked like the crowd might actually beat me to death.

"Officers, please, sentence Song Yue to death immediately!"

But the officers just looked at each other, lowering their heads without a word.

Officer Liu stepped forward, his expression helpless.

"Although Song Yue has admitted to being the murderer and has described the details of the deaths..."

"We found no fingerprints of hers at the scenes, nor is there any witness testimony or physical evidence of her crimes. According to the medical examiner's autopsy reports, all the deceased can only be classified as suicides."

"Unless Song Yue explains her motive and methods, our hands are tied. There's no way to convict her."

Despite my swollen face, I broke into a wide, bloody grin.

"So, as long as I keep my mouth shut, you can't sentence me to death?"

"This is fantastic. I killed ten people, and I get to live!"

Splat.

Someone had brought a rotten egg and smashed it hard on my head.

Everyone started shouting at once.

Just as the scene was about to spiral out of control, Officer Liu yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Shouting isn't going to solve anything!"

"Only by finding the truth can we make Song Yue pay for her crimes!"

His words sobered the crowd, and the shouting gradually subsided.

All the victims' families gathered together, murmuring amongst themselves, trying to figure out my methods.

Soon, a sharp-looking middle-aged woman slammed her hand on the table and stood up.

"Do we even need to guess? She must have been faking it the whole time!"

"She waited until the caregivers weren't paying attention, knocked them out, killed them, and then made it look like suicide!"

But Officer Liu shook his head, refuting the theory.

"Song Yue has been in a hospital room with 24-hour surveillance."

"We've repeatedly reviewed all the surveillance footage. For ten whole years, Song Yue didn't even open her eyes. There's no way she could have physically killed anyone!"

Someone else guessed that there might be a neurotoxin in my hospital room.

The caregivers, exposed to a toxic environment for a long time, went mad and killed themselves one by one.

But that theory was also quickly debunked.

Doctors had already inspected my room meticulously several times and found nothing out of the ordinary.

Some people speculated that there was another killer, but there were no traces of a second person at any of the death scenes.

Seeing their frustrated, somber faces only made me feel more smug.

"Before each of them died, they cried and begged me to spare them, saying they had parents to support and children to raise."

"A real shame... The families they cherished so much can't even figure out how they died. I wonder if that makes them turn in their graves."

"I hear that spirits with lingering regrets are forced to relive their deaths over and over."

"Some of them were ground into a paste by a meat grinder, some were burned to a crisp..."

I savored the memories, a blissful expression on my face.

My demeanor made everyone present clench their fists, wishing they could tear me apart on the spot.

Left with no other options, the police decided to publicize the case online, hoping an outside perspective might crack the case.

Soon, the "Vegetative State Serial Killer Case" shot to the top of the trending charts.

【Teacher of the Year or Serial Killer? The Twisted Case of Song Yue】

【How Does a Woman in a Coma Kill? Uncovering the Baffling Truth Behind the Murders.】

Netizens argued endlessly, with all sorts of theories emerging.

Suddenly, a young man shot to his feet and shouted.

"I know!"

I raised an eyebrow slightly, waiting for the "truth" this young man was about to reveal.

He was practically vibrating with excitement.

"I suddenly realized all the deceased have one thing in common—"

"Their children all went missing ten years ago!"

A tremor ran through me.

Officer Liu quickly caught my subtle reaction and encouraged the young man to continue.

"My theory is that on the surface, she was a model teacher, but secretly, she was a human trafficker. After abducting several children, she got into a car accident and ended up in a vegetative state."

"The children's families then pretended to be caregivers to get close to Song Yue, hoping to find out where their children were."

"But during their investigation, they discovered their children had been tragically killed. When they learned the truth, the grief was too much to bear, and they took their own lives, one by one..."

It was a compelling theory.

Their expressions grew even more furious, especially when they discovered that some of the missing children had once been my students.

Officer Liu asked me in a low, stern voice if this theory was true.

I shrugged, a look of indifference on my face.

"Since you all hate me so much, go ahead. Pin whatever crime you want on me. Just get it over with."

"I quite like the human trafficker theory. It's creative."

Officer Liu was so angry he was shaking.

If the caregivers were really the victims' families seeking revenge for their children, they would have killed me first before committing suicide.

Besides, even if this theory were true, with no physical evidence and no witnesses, the court still couldn't convict me.

Amid the standoff, a young girl suddenly squeezed through the crowd.

"Ms. Song! Do you remember me?"

My pupils constricted. I ducked my head instinctively, trying to hide the wave of shame and misery that washed over me.

The young girl walked right up to me, her eyes filled with tears.

"Ms. Song, ten years ago, my parents wanted to marry me off for a bride price. It was you who fought for me and paid for my education out of your own pocket."

"There were countless students in our class that you supported! You were like a mother to us. We even called you 'Mom' when you weren't around."

"Ms. Song, is someone forcing you to take the fall for them? You could never be a serial killer!"

Her words jolted everyone.

They had been blinded by hatred and hadn't considered this possibility.

A few of the people who had just beaten me showed looks of remorse.

"I wasn't thinking straight. How could a person in a vegetative state kill someone?"

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Song. We were just overwhelmed earlier..."

Officer Liu also looked a bit embarrassed. He blushed as he tried to persuade me to tell the truth.

"Song Yue, no matter who is threatening you, tell us and we will protect you."

Meeting their earnest gazes, my whole body trembled.

But soon, I calmed down again, my voice returning to its cold indifference.

"I did it for the thrill of it."

"No one is forcing me to take the blame."

"Didn't you all just say it? I'm a human trafficker. The reason I sponsored those students… was just to give them a better education so I could sell them for a higher price later!"

The light in the young girl's eyes died, her concern dissolving into pure disgust.

The crowd erupted once more.

"She confessed! Who needs evidence? Let's just kill her and get this over with!"

In the chaos, a white-haired old woman stumbled through the crowd and fell to her knees in front of me with a thud.

"My granddaughter, Liu Xiaoxiao, was your caregiver for a year. She suddenly disappeared on New Year's Eve, and to this day, we haven't found her, dead or alive."

"I'm begging you, please, tell me where my granddaughter is!"

The old woman's tearful plea brought tears to the eyes of many in the crowd.

Officer Liu quickly leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"This old woman has a heart condition. Go easy on her..."

I nodded as if in understanding, a cruel smile playing on my lips.

"I remember your granddaughter."

"She was the most meticulous and dedicated caregiver I had. I couldn't find a single fault with her."

A flicker of hope ignited in the old woman's eyes.

But my next words plunged her into an abyss of despair.

"But I was bloated from the steroids at the time, while she was so slender. Seeing her just... bothered me."

"Your granddaughter drowned in the ocean. Her body was bloated like a balloon when they found it."

"The sharks got her in the end, tore her to pieces. That's why you never found a body."

The old woman's eyes rolled back, and she fainted on the spot.

This scene was filmed and posted online, and the public tore me to shreds.

I shot them a contemptuous glance.

As long as I didn't reveal the truth, the court wouldn't have enough evidence to convict me.

No matter how furious they were, they couldn't pose any real threat to me.

But just then, a doctor came rushing over, shouting.

"The tenth caregiver, the one who just died—he's been revived!"

"He says he knows the truth behind the entire case!"