Chapter Ninety-One: Inference
As he spoke, Fang Wenxuan was about to leave. Lin Hui hurried after him. He had never seen Fang Wenxuan lose his temper so badly with a deceased person’s family before. Usually, Fang Wenxuan was the one offering comfort to the bereaved. But this time...
“Wait...” Just as Fang Wenxuan was about to step out of the ward, Qi Zhihai, lying in the hospital bed, suddenly called out, “Officer, I’m sorry... My brother is a bit rough with his words. I apologize to you on his behalf. For the case involving my wife and child, for a useless man like me, you’ve all gone to a great deal of trouble. And thank you for helping me find my brother.”
Fang Wenxuan turned back, walked to the side of Qi Zhihai’s bed, and looked at him seriously. “It’s good that you can understand. As for your wife and child’s deaths, this is...”
In his panic moments ago, he had already considered and prepared for this. He would lay all the blame on the coercion of the Ghost King. Then his own guilt would be reduced, and if Xu Yi wanted to settle accounts, he should go after the Ghost King instead—diverting disaster eastward.
All the way into the courtyard hall, they saw an elderly man with the face of a child and hair white as cranes seated inside. It was the same white-haired elder who had once fought Ye Laotou after pursuing Ye Junlang in Nawang Mountain.
Seeing him order so much, she asked with a smile, “You haven’t had dinner either?”
Leaning back in his chair, he said, “No. I came over straight after class.”
She asked him why he had suddenly thought to treat her to dinner. And Western food, at that.
After walking more than three hundred meters inside, he finally found the house number on the address. He pushed open the ajar door and went in. The place was very dark. Hu Youmin, just come in from the bright sunlight, could not make out the situation inside at first.
“You’re here... why didn’t you knock?”
Gray-haired Ai felt as though even saying that made her stumble over the words.
A fighting spirit with a wild, savage edge—ferocity, ruthlessness, greed, and brutality—could unleash tremendous combat power in a very short time.
A roar thick with vicious killing intent rang out. Then, with a sudden start, they saw a colossal figure like a mountain charging straight toward the Chaos Beast Emperor.
A clear male voice came from nearby. He was wearing a pair of heavy military boots, a camouflage cap, and camouflage uniform. Upright and impressive, his stride was long and steady.
“Fine, you choose then!” Wu Qingfeng said angrily, flicking his sleeve. He felt as though he had truly run into a cursed streak of bad luck today.
Yet in truth, beyond fleeing, they had absolutely no chance of living to see tomorrow—or even the day after.
Her appearance, bold and high-profile, directly knocked down the leading expert of Xuanwu City at the time, making him howl and beg for mercy, until in the end he yielded beneath her charm and became one of her fierce generals, following at her beck and call.
After that, Ji Kai simply took the information he had obtained and left Ninghua, while also casually testing out a new method of surveillance.
Gan Zi shot them a sidelong glance and barked, “Stand guard outside. Whoever dares come in, cut him down on the spot!” He drew a sharp knife from his waist and stabbed it into the painting. The burly men then drove the Moon Girl out of Building Nine.
Seeing Qiu Yue hurry off, Ye Yu understood the reason and was not surprised. As for Yu Li, when she saw Qiu Yue turn away, a flash of confusion crossed her face, but soon she returned to calm, as though she already knew why.
Wang Yaqiao was appointed head of the East China branch, overseeing intelligence and security operations in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Anhui, Fujian, and Shanghai.
It seemed everyone really did not think much of Xiong Jian. His behavior just now had clearly provoked public outrage. Besides, most people naturally sympathized with the weak, and the Guan sisters were undoubtedly the weaker side. So they were deeply disgusted with the two old men trying to stand up for Xiong Jian, and joined in mocking them with Shijia.
Ding Yang looked at Zi Xuan. “There are people guarding both the front and back doors of the hostel. I’ll know of any disturbance immediately. Your Highness, are you going to obediently come with me to the yamen and see the magistrate, or do you want to try escaping by force?” As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the men he had brought with him immediately pressed toward Zi Xuan and the others.
Looking at Qin Feng’s back, Xu Fangliang ground his teeth hard, his gaze turning vicious. The humiliation he had just suffered—one day, he would make Qin Feng repay it a hundredfold. If he could not deal with him at the university, then once he left Shanhai University, he would see what capital he still had left to act so arrogantly.