Guard: …………

Is this even possible?!

Now that things have come to this point, where can we seek justice?

Moreover, Qian Yan was originally someone who had been let go, and Pei Zhi's position was bought with money from selling his wife and children.

Even if they make a fuss, how far can they go?

Never mind, collecting the body is the priority.

If we really offend that wicked Qi Linyuan, it won't be as simple as just collecting corpses!

… …

Before returning to the Qi residence, Si Jin went to Qian Yan's opium den one last time.

After confirming that all the Y films in the basement had turned to ashes and that even the smell had dissipated, he turned around and went to the opium den on the upper floor.

There, they found records of all the customers who frequently associated with Qian Yan, as well as his supposedly well-hidden "supply channels."

After finding these things, Si Jin closed the opium den and drove back to the Qi residence.

When I returned to the room, I saw Qi Linyuan take off his coat.

Exhausted and heartbroken, I walked in from outside.

The tall man carried a chill of early autumn and a faint smell of blood.

He had just returned from the interrogation room.

He didn't say anything, but when he saw Si Jin, he quickly stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.

Gently inhaling the boy's refreshing fragrance, she finally found an outlet for her multitude of complex emotions.

He held the boy tightly in his arms, as if embracing his own redemption.

After a long while, he finally let out a sigh of relief and asked in a very low voice:

"Jinjin, in this world, who can I still trust?"

"In chaotic times, you can't trust anyone but yourself."

Si Jin gently patted Qi Linyuan's shoulder, speaking without any mercy and with unwavering determination:

"But fortunately, you met me. You can trust me, trust me unconditionally."

Because I will always protect you, I will never let you fall into the mud, and I will never betray you.

"If you die today, after your funeral, I can immediately kneel before your grave and commit suicide."

Qi Linyuan couldn't describe how he felt, nor did he know how to answer.

In chaotic times, death and gunfire can greet anyone at any moment.

He couldn't promise the boy a "lifelong commitment," but he just wanted to hold him, just hold him like that, as if he had the whole world.

He could temporarily set aside reputation, status, and hatred, and only look at him.

“Jinjin.”

"Um."

He said, "Actually, I've always considered the housekeeper as family."

"I know."

"Actually, I really, really, really, really love you. I want to live to be with you in peace, but... sometimes I really can't even guarantee my own life."

But one thing I'm certain of is that I will protect you, at least until you die behind me.

"I know."

Si Jin held his lover, offering rare tenderness and comfort.

Seeing that his emotions had stabilized, Si Jin pushed him away.

While helping him to the bed, I asked:

"Have you found out who the real culprit is?"

"Hmm," Qi Linyuan said.

“I investigated the information provided by the steward about Hirata Saburo, a man from Yingzhou. He was a member of the delegation sent by the Yingzhou royal family and served as the secretary to the delegation leader, Fujita Itsuki. So, the one who wanted to kill me was probably Fujita Itsuki.”

"And what about the butler?" Si Jin asked again.

"Kill him." Qi Linyuan replied quickly:

“I killed him with my own hands, using the sword my father left me, and dismembered him without any mercy.”

As he spoke, Qi Linyuan's eyes shone with delight, and he even reached out to gesture the scene to Si Jin.

Such a scene would give anyone goosebumps.

However, Si Jin would not.

He listened with great interest, occasionally offering a compliment, while taking out what he had found in Qian Yan's pipe from the table and handing it to Qi Linyuan:

"Now that we know who our enemy is, we must take revenge."

Take a look at this; it might make you happy.