Chapter 179 The Mad Heiress's Memorial Tablet Curse

Su Yue's lips curled up slightly.

"To deal with rats, you have to use the rats' methods."

"Waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump."

She extended two slender fingers and gently tapped the table.

"Go find his favorite rat hole, like the Pigeon Market in the capital, the most chaotic place in the city, and the little tavern there."

"Stop making a big fuss. Change your clothes, grab a couple of bottles of good wine, bring some rat poison, and wait quietly. The rats will eventually come out to hunt for food when they're hungry."

Gu Beifeng's eyes lit up instantly!

Suddenly I understood!

"I understand! Sister-in-law, you're truly my goddess!"

He slapped his thigh and sprang up from the sofa, his previous dejection vanishing instantly.

He rushed back to the house, took off his fashionable bomber jacket, put on a faded old cloth shirt, wore a pair of worn cloth shoes, and deliberately messed up his hair.

He pulled a thick wad of "Big Unity" banknotes from the drawer and stuffed them into his pocket, then casually grabbed two bottles of the best "Moutai" from the liquor cabinet.

A carefree, irresponsible Beijing playboy instantly transforms into a country bumpkin with a huge sum of money, ready to indulge in a life of luxury on the black market.

"Brother, sister-in-law, wait for my good news!"

He shouted into the house and disappeared into the night again.

Pigeon City is a notorious no-man's-land in Beijing.

The taverns here are a mixed bag, with the air thick with the stench of cheap tobacco, sweat, and alcohol.

Gu Beifeng, carrying his wine, found the darkest corner to sit down, and like a seasoned hunter, silently observed everyone in the tavern.

Time passed second by second.

Just as he was about to lose his patience, a thin, withered man with a sleazy face peeked in through the door, glanced around furtively to make sure no one in uniform was there, and then scurried in and shrank into the most inconspicuous corner of the bar.

It was Zhao Laonian!

Gu Beifeng sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, continuing to drink his wine.

Zhao Laonian ordered the cheapest bulk liquor. After taking only two sips, he caught a glimpse of the two unopened bottles of Moutai on Gu Beifeng's table out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes widened immediately.

He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist the temptation and brought the wine glass closer.

"Young master, drinking alone is no fun, how about giving me a drink?"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a blur before his eyes, and a hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the back of his neck and pressing his face hard against the sticky table!

With a muffled thud, Zhao Laonian's wine glass fell to the ground, and he sobered up considerably.

"What...what are you doing!" he struggled in terror.

Gu Beifeng threw the stack of "big unity" bills directly in his face, scattering the banknotes all over the table.

"This is your reward for the wine."

His voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable chill.

Then, he leaned down, his lips almost touching Zhao Laonian's ear, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"You don't need to know who I work for."

"Just know this: if you dare to mispronounce a single word today, you'll be no longer a person in the capital tomorrow."

Do you understand?

"It's not about going to jail, it's about completely disappearing from this world."

The cold words, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, licked Zhao Laonian's earlobe.

He was instantly terrified, a warm sensation spread through his crotch, and a foul odor filled the air.

"I'll talk! I'll talk! Spare me, young master! I'll tell you everything!"

Zhao Laonian completely broke down and stammered that the crazy maid was named "Cui'er" and that she had been sent back to a poor place called "Xiahe Village" in Hebei Province by the Chu family more than 20 years ago.

"Her...her father is a gambling addict. He gambled away all the hush money the Chu family gave him! A few years ago, I heard people say that the old gambler was always talking about going back to the capital to extort a big sum from the Chu family!"

Having obtained the crucial information, Gu Beifeng released his grip, a hint of disgust on his face.

He stood up, ready to leave this filthy place.

Just as he turned around, Zhao Laonian grabbed his trouser leg tightly as if he had grasped the last straw!

"Young Master! Young Master!"

His voice was distorted by extreme fear, becoming shrill like a chicken being strangled.

"You all have to be very careful about this!"

Gu Beifeng frowned impatiently: "What else do you have to say? Just say it all at once!"

Old Zhao glanced around in alarm, then lowered his voice and practically spat out a few words:

"Back then... back when I sent Cui'er away, it was almost dawn. I was drunk and relieved myself at the back door of the Chu family's house. I saw it with my own eyes..."

"I saw it with my own eyes! The eldest daughter of the Chu family, Chu Yanran, secretly stuffed something hard into Cui'er's luggage!"

"That thing... was wrapped in red cloth, square-shaped, and looked like..."

Old Zhao swallowed hard, his face drained of color, and his eyes were filled with boundless fear from the memories he had recalled.

"It looks like... a small memorial tablet!"

...

In the Gu family's study, the air seemed to have been sucked out, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.

The strange clue that Gu Beifeng brought back was like an invisible ice spike, piercing everyone's nerves.

A memorial tablet.

It was still that crazy woman, Chu Yanran, who secretly slipped the memorial tablet into my luggage.

What is this thing used for?

Is it for protection and peace?

Stop joking!

"She's casting a curse! Or rather, a threat!"

Su Yue's voice broke the stagnant air. Her face was calm, but a terrifying cold light surged in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

“She treated Cui’er like a dead person and set up a memorial tablet for her in advance. This was to tell Cui’er that her life was in her hands and that if she dared to say a single word out of line, this memorial tablet could be used at any time.”

"In fact, this memorial tablet itself was a backup plan to silence witnesses!"

Countless possibilities flashed through Su Yue's mind. She was almost certain that the so-called memorial tablet held a deadly secret.

The three members of the Gu family felt a chill run down their spines.

They had considered Chu Yanran to be vicious, but they never imagined she could be this twisted.

This is no longer just bad; it's madness rotten to the core.

"I will personally go to Hebei Province."

Gu Beichen stood up, his tall figure exuding an undeniable decisiveness.

He couldn't let Su Yue waste her energy on these sordid matters any longer, especially now that she was pregnant.

He should be the one to do all the dirty work and chores.

"I'll go with you."

Su Yue spoke almost immediately, her attitude equally resolute.

Cui'er is the most important witness for her to turn the tables, and she must see it with her own eyes.

"no."

Gu Beichen refused without even thinking.

This was the first time he had so forcefully opposed Su Yue on a serious matter.

His large hand covered her lower abdomen, his eyes filled with an unprecedented seriousness.

"Have you forgotten what the doctor said? Absolute rest. What are the conditions like in rural Hebei Province? You'll be on a bumpy ride there. What if you disturb the pregnancy? We're carrying twins!"

He practically gritted his teeth as he uttered the last three words.