Chapter 6 [The King of Darkness]

Author: Bijianxingke

Chapter 6 [The King of Darkness]

Fan Jian looked at the emergency report in his hand and frowned suddenly.

The maid in the courtyard was poisoned and died. The house was in a mess, there was soup on the floor, and filthy things were hidden in the secret compartment under the bed.

Fan Jian took a step forward, lit the emergency report in his hand on the lamp, and burned it.

"Some people just can't hold it in anymore, right?"

After he finished speaking, two people walked out from the shadow of the bookshelf behind him.

A man in black clothes and masked, unable to see clearly the man or woman, was pushing a wheelchair.

In the wheelchair, the old man looked a little older, with gray hair on his temples and a face full of wrinkles.

"Fan Jian, I haven't seen you for a while. You seem to have become smarter. How did you know I was coming?"

Chen Pingping rubbed something in her hands and asked with a faint smile.

Facing the King of the Night sitting in a wheelchair in front of him, Fan Jian did not hide his displeasure at all, snorted coldly and said:

"Your Inspectorate is in charge of the world's intelligence, so the information I know cannot be hidden from your eyes and ears.

This incident seemed small and insignificant, it was just the death of a maid.

But you and I both know that this incident is just the beginning, so in order to prevent me from doing something that would make you feel rash, you will definitely come.

Is that hard to guess?"

Chen Pingping raised her eyelids slightly, seeming very heavy, "I have to say, you are becoming more and more experienced."

"Let's be honest, what do you want? Let's talk about the ugly things first. I have to send someone to investigate this matter." Fan Jian didn't want to say more and went straight to the point.

"Can't send anyone."

"Chen Pingping!" Fan Jian turned around angrily and looked directly at the short-legged man in front of him.

Chen Pingping turned a blind eye to his anger and said directly: "If you send people there, bad things will happen. You know this better than me."

Fan Jian sighed, "Then what do you think we should do? Don't forget, the target of this incident is actually Fan Zui, not a maid."

"Then we can't send anyone."

Chen Pingping was sure, straightforward, and seemed beyond doubt.

However, he also knew that the Minister of Household Affairs in front of him was not only good at settling accounts, but the city government was not any weaker than him.

There must be a strong enough reason for him to give up sending people to Danzhou.

"Over the years, there have been too many assassinations on Fan Zui and Fan Xian. The origins of these people are unknown. They seem to be silent and have no traces.

What is their purpose and have the identities of the two brothers been revealed?

We don't know who is behind it.

You and I have been planning this for many years, and now we see these people finally showing their flaws, so we must not alert them."

Chen Pingping gave the most powerful reason.

Over the years, ever since Fan Zui and Fan Xian were born, the pursuit has never stopped.

Moreover, I don’t know why, but even with the power of the Inspection Institute, I can’t find these people.

It seems to come and go without a trace.

Just like they couldn't explain why Fan Zui could pick up money every day since he was a child.

Even if you are lucky, you won’t find money just when you go out, right?

However, among the constant stream of information, the most reported one every time was that Fan Zui seemed to have found money again.

Since this guy was born, there have been nine disasters in the world, natural and man-made disasters, one after another, one after another.

However, the world is unlucky, but this boy is very lucky.

I’m afraid it’s not swallowing up the luck of heaven and earth!

It was precisely because of his luck that he was able to escape every assassination attempt.

In the past, even if those people wanted to assassinate, they would mostly choose to do so outside the mansion.

But this time, the poison had actually entered the mansion.

Fan Jian rubbed his brows, "The poisoning this time was probably aimed at Fan Zui. It was only because the maid was greedy and secretly drank the young master's tonic soup that she died of poisoning.

As for those filthy things..."

At this point, he seemed to be unable to continue the deduction.

Because this thing is really weird.

Who would have such a strange hobby, like collecting women's hair, underwear, and... the blood stains shed on the first night?

Seeing that he seemed a little shaken, Chen Pingping decided to add more fire.

"Your deduction is similar to mine, but regarding these filthy things, I think this person should be in the house.

There is another possibility that this maid is the ring in the plan."

Fan Jian nodded, agreeing with this inference.

It seems that it is rare for the two of them to agree like this.

"In the past two days, for some reason, I suddenly felt that my mind seemed to be clear. When I dealt with things, my thinking became clearer. It was as if... I suddenly became smarter than before."

Fan Jian suddenly said to himself.

Little did he know that it was his seemingly self-deprecating words that made Chen Pingping's eyes light up.

Because, he also feels this way.

"Aren't you curious about how much potential these brothers Fan Zui and Fan Xian still have?

At such an age, without playing in the mud, he has written such a masterpiece.

It's really against common sense.

Why don’t we pick up the mystery this time and see how they deal with it?”

Fan Zui and Fan Xian, although they both wrote books under pseudonyms, these small actions seemed to be secretive, but in fact, to these old foxes, they were no secret at all.

Moreover, the conspiracy value of all members has now been greatly improved.

Sometimes the accuracy of the judgment of things is simply unreasonable.

Even if there is no evidence, the whole story can be deduced.

"Okay, let's take a look at what you said, but if things get out of hand, I will send someone to bring them to Kyoto."

Chen Pingping smiled and said nothing, and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

All I could see was the light swaying slightly, and no one was in the house.

"Come here, call Ruoruo."

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Danzhou.

The next day.

Fan Zui got up early and took a walk in the courtyard. After that, he went out for a morning jog and came back.

Over the years, although he has not been able to cultivate the domineering Qi, he has continued to exercise.

However, the difference today is that Fan Zui has a broken knife and a broken sword on his back.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Fan Xian glanced at the weapon on his brother's back, half-smiling.

Fan Zui flipped his hair slightly, "How is it? He's handsome, isn't he?"

"I didn't see it." Fan Xian shook his head.

"I really don't know how to appreciate it. Don't you know that in all the worlds, the more tattered the weapon, the more extraordinary it is?

Moreover, often only the protagonist can possess this kind of weapon."

"Listening to what you said, it seems like..." Fan Xian was thinking.

Seeing Fan Zui preparing to go back to the house, he poured the face wash in his hand under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and said:

"Brother, Tofu Xishi said yesterday that he would invite us to dinner today, will you go?"

Fan Zui poked his head out of the room and asked curiously: "How is she getting along with Uncle Wu Zhu?"

Fan Xian shook his head, "Uncle Wu Zhu has always refused, but that tofu Xishi seems to have decided on Uncle Wu Zhu and will not marry him unless he is there. She has been pestering him these days. What do you think, do you want to go and have a look?"

Fan Zui took off his sword and said, "She is planning to take a roundabout route and bribe us both."

"That should be the plan."

"Can she know martial arts?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "I didn't see it."

It’s not that I can or I can’t, it’s that I don’t know.

"Let's go and meet this tofu beauty for a while and see what kind of medicine she sells in her gourd."

Could it be that spring in Wuzhu has really arrived?
Chapter completed!