Chapter 102: Retirement from the Circle Chapter 102: Although Tianren is a human, he is worse than a ghost...
Hearing the familiar events and names, Kong Xingyan looked at Qianxu again with disgust in his eyes.
Although he hadn't personally handled the Beiqing Village case, the entire public security system had already uploaded every detail of the Beiqing Village case. He read it several times, and Xiao Xiao and Chen Xin even shouted that they wanted to chop those beasts into pieces.
Speaking of Ning Changsheng, Kong Xingyan pursed his lips and said, "When I saw the trending topic online this morning, I knew it must be you."
Sang Qiqi was not surprised that he guessed it. After all, she had talked to Kong Xingyan about Ning Changsheng's existence.
After taking out the remaining unopened takeout from before leaving and placing it on the table, Sang Qiqi looked at Kong Xingyan and Duan Sui questioningly. The former touched his lower abdomen and said without hesitation: "I was a little hungry. I wanted to go home and cook noodles, but I passed by your shop and saw that it was open, so I was delayed for a while."
After filling his stomach with a piece of chicken wing, Kong Xingyan heard Sang Qiqi ask, "Speaking of trending topics online, I see many netizens are saying to call the police. Have you received any requests to do so?"
"I was just about to tell you." He politely thanked Duan Sui after accepting the water cup he was handed. Then he spoke frankly, "I've received quite a bit. We also investigated Ning Changsheng, but it wasn't going well. You know he's been close to the Taoist priests of that organization for the past two years. If they really wanted to deal with someone, they only needed to ask. They didn't have to do it themselves."
"Also," he exhaled, then continued slowly, "upon learning that we were investigating Ning Changsheng, the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Corps of the Yuantie Provincial Department called me and said they had actually investigated Ning Changsheng as well, but there was no follow-up."
Sang Qiqi asked, "Can't find anything?"
"More than that." Kong Xingyan took a sip of water, pursed his dry lips, and replied, "They originally investigated Ning Changsheng because of a deceased man named Tang Ze, a young man who worked for Ningchuan Real Estate. Then one day, Tang Ze's body was found on the surface of the Yujiang River. Although the initial investigation results showed that Tang Ze committed suicide, the people in Yuantie Province found it strange. After investigating Tang Ze's identity and his recent behavior, they believe that the possibility of Tang Ze committing suicide is less than the possibility of the earth exploding."
Meeting the puzzled glances of Sang Qiqi and Duan Sui, he explained, "Tang Ze's father was a partner of Ning Changsheng before he died. Later, he jumped from a tall building because he owed too much money. Tang Ze joined Ning Changsheng's company to avenge his father. He has a girlfriend who says that Tang Ze is obsessed with this matter to the point of madness. He would often talk about it when he drank too much, so his girlfriend strictly forbade him to drink."
"Such a goal-oriented person, who had worked towards it for so many years, finally successfully changed his name and abandoned his previous identity to join Ning Changsheng's company. No matter how you look at it, he wouldn't commit suicide. On the contrary, the problem was bigger on Ning Changsheng's side. Before his death, Tang Ze attended a drinking party. Although everyone at the party said that Tang Ze behaved normally, based on his girlfriend's previous statement, everyone suspected that Tang Ze was drunk and accidentally told the truth, which led to his death."
That sounds reasonable.
Sang Qiqi bit her chicken wing and asked, "And then?"
"The police in Yuantie Province couldn't come up with any results, but they wanted to talk to Ning Changsheng. During the conversation, one of the officers became very excited and pressed Ning Changsheng about Tang Ze's father. Ning Changsheng acted very impatient at the time, but didn't reveal any useful information."
"Later, because there was no evidence to prove that Ning Changsheng was responsible, the police discovered a suicide note in Tang Ze's desk. After testing, it was found that the note was not forged and was written by Tang Ze. Furthermore, the police also found surveillance footage of Tang Ze writing the note in the Ningchuan Real Estate building. Based on these two pieces of evidence, the only possible conclusion is that Tang Ze committed suicide."
"Five days after the case was concluded, the police officer who had argued with Ning Changsheng during the interrogation died suddenly at home. He was young and had just had a physical two days before, and everything was fine. The most horrifying thing was that when the police arrived at his home, they found him looking at Ning Changsheng's file before he died, with his finger pointing at Ning Changsheng's name."
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, or if the policeman was struggling to tell his colleagues who the murderer was before he died.
When Kong Xingyan heard this, he felt a chill run down his spine. It was the same feeling he'd had when he'd learned Meng Zhengxiang was possessing Old Man Yan, but Ning Changsheng's presence was even more disturbing. Ning Changsheng was a living person, a renowned entrepreneur, but in his eyes, human life seemed worthless.
He can kill whoever he wants and he doesn't have to take responsibility for it.
Although they are human, they are scarier than ghosts.
"If we want to find evidence, we'll probably have to find the people who work for Ning Changsheng." Sang Qiqi lowered her eyes and said, "It's okay. Ning Changsheng has had Taoist priests helping him break the law these past two years, but not in the past. Those who cleaned up his mess are easier to catch. I can handle matters that aren't suitable for you police officers. You should go back and rest early. I'll bring someone to interrogate you tomorrow after work."
After hearing what Sang Qiqi said, Kong Xingyan felt a lot more relaxed.
He spent the whole afternoon checking the list of deceased people provided by netizens. The people on the list had more or less some relationship with Ning Changsheng during their lifetime. Some of them were closely related, while some had several twists and turns. Many of them were like Tang Ze. After their death, they were implicated in Ning Changsheng, and the police also asked Ning Changsheng for relevant information. Unfortunately, their answers were inconsistent with their alibis.
Those cases made people feel despair. Kong Xingyan had been on duty until now, and only now did he feel like he could catch his breath.
After clearing the last piece of fried chicken from the box, he stood up and said to Sang Qiqi, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll apply for a banner and bonus for you later."
Sang Qiqi is now worth over 100 million yuan, and she no longer cares about the small bonus. "Keep the bonus for yourself. Look at how old you are. Use it to nourish the people on your team."
Kong Xingyan smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll invite you to have dinner with your handsome waiter."
Sang Qiqi glanced at Duan Sui and reminded Kong Xingyan before sending him out, "Don't keep calling him 'handsome shop assistant'. He has a real name, Duan Sui."
Kong Xingyan didn't care at all.
He has the same surname as Sang Qiqi, so he can be called Sang Sui.
After seeing Kong Xingyan off, Sang Qiqi slammed the door shut and turned to thoroughly dispose of the remaining body of Qianxu. Meanwhile, Duan Sui leaned against the shelf, his arms folded, watching the girl skillfully cast the curse. Then, his gaze shifted downwards, watching the body gradually disappear under the curse, leaving behind a pool of blood.
He was a little disgusted: "Why leave a pool of blood? It's not that convenient to deal with."
Sang Qiqi touched her chin and nodded. "Yeah, after mopping the floor, we still have to wash the mop. This evil curse of corpse transformation needs to be improved."
"Yeah." Although he said he was disgusted, his body actions were honest. Duan Sui quickly took the mop and mopped the floor clean, and sprinkled a layer of fragrant floor detergent. As he mopped, he asked, "Who are you going to look for? Yang Jing and his accomplice? They are currently being punished in the small hell. You can bring them over for questioning at any time."
"We can ask them, as well as Ning Changsheng's special assistant. He looks like Ning Changsheng's confidant and probably knows a lot of his secrets." Sang Qiqi made no secret of her thoughts. "The police can't just interrogate people without evidence, but it's different here. We can use all sorts of methods, and they'll probably talk in less than ten minutes."
After she finished speaking, she withdrew her gaze from Duan Sui's slender fingers holding the mop and said, "I haven't asked you yet, how is the interrogation of Mei Yishan going?"
"I found something unexpected."
"oh?"
Seeing Sang Qiqi's curiosity, Duan Sui didn't hide it. "He said he was the one who was bewitched. He had originally accepted his fate under the torture of the underworld executioner, but then that day Zhong Yuquan... the defected executioner from the Sixth Palace asked him if he wanted to watch a show. He also said that if he ever had the chance to escape, he should walk along the Forgotten River all the way to the Ghost Gate. If he got the consent of the two ghost messengers at the gate, he could leave the underworld completely."
Not long after he finished speaking, Mei Yishan saw Zhong Yuquan take out a very strange object. When he blew it, a very melodious musical sound was produced. He was so attracted by the music that he immediately stopped thinking and had only one thought in his mind -
Escape, escape.
Just at this moment, the gate of the small underworld opened, and all the evil spirits swarmed out in an instant.
Mei Yishan ran the fastest because he was close to the door.
He was lucky. When Peng Su realized that something was wrong and chased after him, he and Zhong Yuquan had already reached the gates of hell.
"Then what? How did he get in touch with Qianxu?" Sang Qiqi asked.
"Zhong Yuquan gave him several options, and he chose Yuantie Province, where he met Qianxu. Qianxu listened to his embellished experiences, and considering that he had committed many evil deeds and was indeed quite powerful, he took him in."
"Now that you mention it... Is this Zhong Yuquan a ghost from the Jiuyou Tongshen Society?"
Duan Sui nodded.
Sang Qiqi: "...Although I had guessed it a long time ago, it still seems quite outrageous when I hear it."
Duan Sui just smiled casually when he heard that, and his eyes turned to the night sky outside the window. There was no moon tonight, and it was dark and gloomy. You couldn't see your hand in front of you, and it was very easy to hide sins.
He said, "The underworld is already a mess. If it weren't, there wouldn't have been two attempts to usurp the throne. The previous Lord of Fengdu retained some power, as did the previous Lord. It's just that everyone hid it well, biding their time, like a venomous snake waiting for a sudden attack. Once it strikes, it must kill instantly, otherwise there will be endless trouble."
Sang Qiqi held her face in her hands and sighed deeply, "This big boss is really unlucky now."
Duan Sui: "...That's not the case."
Sang Qiqi thought to herself, "Isn't that enough?" The two groups were staring at him, ready to take him down.
She tutted her tongue twice. "If I succeed in my attempt to usurp the throne, I'll kill all those guys who are loyal to the old emperor. Can't the entire underworld find a few suitable and outstanding ghosts to serve as confidants?"
If he really couldn't find it, it would mean the end of the underworld. At this point, being the emperor or not would become irrelevant.
Duan Sui couldn't help but smile when he saw her genuine feelings, but decided to tell the truth: "As long as we kill the second person's confidant, if nothing unexpected happens, the Jiuyou Tongshen Society will be the remaining force of the other party."
Sang Qiqi was stunned for a moment.
Even though she had long guessed that Jiuyou Tongshen would be closely related to the underworld, Sang Qiqi was still shocked to hear that it was related to the previous Lord of Fengdu.
She suddenly raised her hand: "Teacher Duan, I have a question."
Duan Sui raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Student Sang Qiqi, please ask."
Sang Qiqi: "Were those two old men, Shan Xuelin and Chao Song, the confidants of the previous Lord of Fengdu?"
Duan Sui wasn't surprised at all when Sang Qiqi said these two names. But he still asked, "Why do you think so?"
Sang Qiqi told the truth: "Because I don't like them."
Generally speaking, things she dislikes are not good things.
The man lowered his eyes and smiled softly. After cleaning the mop, he carefully cleaned his hands again. Sang Qiqi stared at him for a long time and felt that he was a bit of a mysophobia.
She followed the man, watched him wash his hands, and handed him a tissue. Then she followed him back to the sofa. She stared at Duan Sui eagerly, signaling him to answer quickly.
Duan Sui stopped teasing her and said, "Their situation is a bit complicated. Shan Xuelin is an old man. He was already one of the Ten Kings of Hell during the reign of the first Lord of Fengdu. He had a good relationship with the first Lord of Fengdu. It is said that he was seriously injured in the fight while trying to protect the other party, and he has not recovered until now."
Sang Qiqi: "...What kind of injury did you suffer? It's been decades and you still haven't recovered."
Duan Sui shook his head and continued, "Chao Song later ascended to the throne of the Ten Hells of Hell, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary during his reign."
Sang Qiqi: “…”
She was a little dissatisfied.
As if sensing Sang Qiqi's displeasure, Duan Sui couldn't help but place his fingers on her furry head, gently pushing back her high bun. He smiled and stood in solidarity with her, "Although there's no evidence, I agree with you. There's definitely something fishy about Dan Xuelin. The events back then were such a mess, it's difficult to verify. Luckily, the Jiuyou Tongshen Society has surfaced, so it probably won't be long before we find the truth."
"Then it seems our goals are quite similar." Sang Qiqi noticed that he was still adjusting the bun on his head and couldn't help but pat him. "Don't adjust it for me! Do you know how much time it takes for a girl to achieve a perfect bun?"
"How long did it take?"
Sang Qiqi showed five fingers.
Duan Sui saw it and said, "I only need one minute."
Sang Qiqi: “?”
Her gaze towards him suddenly became strange. She stared at his short hair for thirty seconds and asked in surprise, "You used to have long hair?"
Although Duan Sui's face looked handsome no matter how you looked at it, and he looked good with long hair, she still found it a little hard to imagine.
Seeing Sang Qiqi's increasingly odd expression, Duan Sui couldn't help but hold his forehead. The next moment, he reached out to shield her eyes. The cool touch on her eyelids made Sang Qiqi blink. Her trembling eyelashes scraped against Duan Sui's palm, and an itch instantly spread from his hand to his bones. His palm burned, and though he was reluctant, he withdrew his hand due to his limited patience.
His palm dropped to his side, his fingertips gently pressing against the center of his palm. He explained, "I gave a little girl acupuncture before."
Sang Qiqi: "...did you have another romantic encounter?"
Duan Sui: "...She is three years old."
Sang Qiqi clasped her hands together and said, "I'm sorry. I repent."
Duan Sui stood up and brushed her bun again: "I forgive you."
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Early the next morning.
Special Assistant Zhang hurried to the hospital, visited Ning Changsheng as usual, and asked the doctor about Ning Changsheng's condition. He had stayed in Ning Changsheng's ward for half the night, but he didn't see him wake up. He couldn't hold on any longer and went back to rest.
When handing over his shift to another secretary, he casually asked, "Did Director Ning wake up last night?"
The secretary shook his head.
Although she worked in the secretarial department, she didn't interact much with the big boss. Lately, she'd read too much about him, and she was starting to feel a bit apprehensive about Ning Changsheng. Last night, Special Assistant Zhang asked her to take over. She was incredibly reluctant, but there was no other way; for the small bonus, she had to bite the bullet. Luckily, her sister was incredibly helpful and stayed with her in the hospital corridor for half the night.
So...even if the big boss really woke up, she wouldn't know.
But who cares, she's going to quit anyway.
Waving his secretary off, Special Assistant Zhang sat on a nearby sofa, reading the online chatter. Although he had instructed the PR team to remove all trending topics related to Director Ning, regardless of whether they were favorable or unfavorable, it didn't seem to have any significant effect.
He called the head of the PR team.
As soon as the other party heard his voice, without waiting for Assistant Zhang to ask, they couldn't wait to start complaining: "Assistant Zhang, we really tried our best, but the trending searches really won't go down! We spend money to lower it, and others spend money to buy it, not to mention that netizens are spontaneously raising the popularity. Now even the name of our PR team is on the trending searches!"
Special Assistant Zhang: "...Have you found out who is buying the trending searches?"
"Who else could it be? Xing Shuyang!" The PR team leader couldn't help but roll his eyes. "You said he was so scared of Director Ning before, like a mouse seeing a cat. Why is he so obsessed with Director Ning this time, like he's taken some strange medicine? And he's so afraid we can't find him that he even had Xing's official Weibo account repost the topic and even left a message saying he'd contribute money."
When he saw that Weibo post, he was almost furious.
He was not angry that Ning Changsheng's scandal was brought up again, but that he was angry that he worked so hard all night and didn't understand anything!
Special Assistant Zhang felt a sense of helplessness, sensing the resentment rising from the person in charge, who could easily feed several evil spirits. Originally, online media reports couldn't solve the problem; he could have simply had the Taoist priests from the Nine Netherworlds Society teach Xing Shuyang a lesson. Once he'd learned his lesson, he'd stop persistently spending money to buy attention for Director Ning. But even a demon like Mei Yishan, who had killed so many in his lifetime, couldn't subdue Xing Shuyang, proving the power of Xing Shuyang's backers was no small matter.
I guess... the other people in Jiuyou Tongshenhui can't defeat Xing Shuyang's gang.
What should I do about this?
Do I need to ask Taoist Qianxu for this matter?
Special Assistant Zhang hung up the call with the head of the PR team and stared into thought. Meanwhile, Ning Changsheng's wife came over and glanced around the ward. Not seeing Qianxu, she breathed a sigh of relief. Honestly, Qianxu's look last night was so terrifying it filled her dreams, leaving her sleepless.
She hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but ask Special Assistant Zhang: "Xiao Zhang, has the doctor been here? Did they say when my old Ning will wake up? If he can't wake up, are you really going to give him a new body?"
Special Assistant Zhang had little patience for the hostess, and when she mentioned the word "body swap," he frowned repeatedly. "The situation is special now. Do you know what to say and what not to say?"
"Aren't there just you and me here?" Mrs. Ning curled her lips and finally stopped talking.
She didn't stay in the hospital for long before she walked away again in her high heels.
Assistant Zhang was soon the only one left in the room. He was still debating whether to ask Qianxu for help. After a long thought, he finally called him. Mei Yishan and Sanqingling had disappeared at the same time, and it was likely that Taoist Qianxu hated Xing Shuyang's gang to the core.
But it was strange that the phone, which usually went through as soon as I dialed it, kept ringing for almost a minute today without anyone answering.
Special Assistant Zhang couldn't help but frown, hung up and called again.
But still no one answered.
A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart. He pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and suppressed all his impetuous emotions. Assistant Zhang called Taoist Qianxu again.
This time, it's finally different.
The beeping sound quickly faded, and he immediately called out, but no one came from inside. Instead, there was the sound of footsteps, one after another. At the same time, Special Assistant Zhang heard a knock on the door.
Knock on the door?
Special Assistant Zhang suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards the direction of the ward door. He covered the receiver of his mobile phone and heard the sound of knocking on the door.
He then released the phone receiver and put it to his ear.
There was also a knock on the door from the phone.
...Master Qianxu is right at the door?
But why didn't he speak? Why didn't he come in?
Three questions raced through Special Assistant Zhang's mind. He hadn't figured it out, but he could easily feel the inexplicable panic and palpitations in his heart. Just as he stared at the ward door with a frown, it finally opened.
Then, a figure slowly appeared.
The moment he saw the other person's appearance clearly, Special Assistant Zhang exclaimed in surprise: "Sang Qiqi?!"
When Sang Qiqi heard her name come out of Assistant Zhang's mouth, she immediately raised her eyebrows, quite surprised. "Oh, you recognize me? That saves me the trouble of introducing myself."
I definitely recognize it.
Assistant Zhang wasn't old, and surfing the internet was a common occurrence. Furthermore, while Ning Changsheng had a young and beautiful wife, men were often plagued by lustful thoughts, and many female celebrities in the entertainment industry had been harmed by them. Sang Qiqi had also been in the entertainment industry, so Assistant Zhang knew her very well.
only--
His eyes were fixed on the phone in Sang Qiqi's palm, and he asked word by word, "Why is Taoist Qianxu's phone in your hands?"
Sang Qiqi dragged out her voice and asked with a smile, "What do you think?"
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