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Zhou Ziqiu looked into Cui Yongle's eyes and slowly nodded.
“I went to the Sun residence last night, where I met a ghost who told me his name was Chu Feng.”
Upon hearing this, Cui Yongle's heart sank.
Chu Feng was an employee he valued highly. Although he came from a small family, he was very talented, diligent and eager to learn. Not to mention that he was young and had a bright future ahead of him. When Cui Yongle learned that he had gone missing, he even transferred many of his employees from Luoqi to Guanxing to look for him.
Before Zhou Ziqiu told him the news, he and the other staff members searching for Chu Feng were hoping that Chu Feng was just missing and that they would see Chu Feng again someday.
Cui Yongle closed his eyes, and after a few seconds, he opened them again, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.
"I'll go to the police station in a bit and inform other prominent families so they can take this as a warning."
These aristocratic families are far too audacious to extend his life to the point of death.
However, after saying this, Cui Yongle sighed again: "Now that we've found out all this, this matter should be pretty much settled. Come with me to Chu Feng's house later, and we'll look for Chu Feng's body again tomorrow."
The findings are indeed close to the truth. Zhou Ziqiu nodded and followed Cui Yongle to Chu Feng's house.
The person who opened the door was Chu Feng's mother. She was originally a well-maintained woman who looked like she was thirty years old even though she was forty. However, with her son suddenly disappearing, she no longer had time to take care of herself and lost her usual elegance.
"Mr. Cui." After inviting the two into the house, Mrs. Chu nodded to Cui Yongle, then looked at Zhou Ziqiu behind Cui Yongle, "And this is..."
"Hello, I'm your son's colleague, my name is Zhou Ziqiu." Zhou Ziqiu took the initiative to extend his hand, gently shook Chu's mother's fingertips, and then let go.
Chu's mother nodded: "Hello."
"Ms. Chu, we have some news to tell you." Cui Yongle stepped forward. Even though he had prepared his words on the way here, he just couldn't bring himself to say them to this pitiful middle-aged mother who had lost her son.
"Mr. Cui, you said that Xiao Feng has been found, right?" Mother Chu looked at him hopefully.
Cui Yongle opened his mouth but couldn't speak, and Chu's mother then shifted her gaze to Zhou Ziqiu.
"We found Chu Feng, but I'm sorry, he has already been murdered."
Zhou Ziqiu spoke on behalf of Cui Yongle, and he clearly saw the light in Chu's mother's eyes when she heard the first half of the sentence and the astonishment in her eyes when she heard the second half.
"Why? How could this be? He's so well-behaved, everyone around him likes him, how could he suddenly—" Chu's mother didn't believe what Zhou Ziqiu was saying. She shook her head and backed away, trying to deceive herself. But after so many days of fruitless searching, she had already made up her mind. The tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally fell. "Xiao Feng just turned eighteen last month. He just had his birthday!"
The woman's heartbreaking cries also saddened Cui Yongle. He stepped forward to support the woman as she fell, and kept comforting her.
However, Cui Yongle clearly didn't know how dangerous a mother beast whose cubs had been killed could be. The woman's neatly trimmed, sharp nails gripped his arm as she suppressed her overwhelming grief, her voice trembling from the effort: "Mr. Cui, tell me, who killed Xiao Feng? Who?!"
“The Sun family,” Zhou Ziqiu answered. “I have a question for you. You just mentioned that Chu Feng recently turned eighteen. How many days ago was his birthday?”
The woman paused for a moment, then murmured a date. Zhou Ziqiu quickly calculated that it had been twenty-seven days since then, while Chu Feng had disappeared nine days ago. "That makes sense. The Sun family wanted to kill someone to prolong their life, and the days when Chu Feng disappeared were exactly eighteen years and eighteen days. It seems that Chu Feng's birth chart must also be very unlucky, which is why the Sun family targeted him."
“Yes…yes…his birth chart is entirely Yin, so he has been physically weak since childhood…” the woman murmured.
The two left after staying at the Chu family's house for a while. Cui Yongle was called to the police station, and Zhou Ziqiu walked back to the hotel alone. On the way, he sorted out his thoughts. In fact, the truth of the matter had already come to light by this point. The Sun family tried to kill someone to borrow their life, so they blocked Chu, whose birth chart was purely Yin and who had just turned eighteen. After that, an accident occurred, and Mr. Sun suffered a backlash and was on the verge of death.
The only remaining questions are why the Sun family's house suddenly caught fire and why the fire couldn't be extinguished. However, these are not really questions; it should be considered divine punishment for their many evil deeds.
But for some reason, as he was thinking, he suddenly recalled the conversation from last night—
What's your name?
"Chu Feng".
"Who killed you?"
"Sun".
These are all normal questions, but why did Wen Su ask the last one?
No.
no.
It wasn't an accident.
After returning to the hotel, Zhou Ziqiu did not go back to his own room, but knocked on the door of the room next door. After a few knocks, the door opened, and Wen Su was standing behind it.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Su asked with a smile.
"You came to Luoqi from Guanxing, right?"
The tone of the statement was clear; Zhou Ziqiu had sensed something. Wen Su smiled and looked at Zhou Ziqiu with an unchanged expression: "Yes."
—The last question Wen Su asked last night, a question that at first glance seemed innocuous but couldn't be pondered too deeply:
"Did you tamper with my compass?"
"No."
At first glance, it might seem that the vengeful ghost tampered with Wen Su's compass, but Wen Su didn't have a compass with him that night. So when did the vengeful ghost tamper with the compass, or what happened that would make Wen Su use the compass?
Zhou Ziqiu didn't know, but considering Wen Su's actions of rushing to the Sun residence as soon as he arrived in Guanxing from Luoqi, it's likely that Wen Su was at the scene on the night of the fire. He saw the arsonist and tracked him all the way to Luoqi. But why did he use a compass to track him? Was his sudden return to Guanxing from Luoqi just because of the compass?
"Come in and talk." Wen Su pushed the door open, gesturing for Zhou Ziqiu to come in. As soon as Zhou Ziqiu entered, he saw the jar containing the ghost placed in the corner.
The door had barely closed when Zhou Ziqiu asked impatiently, "You saw the arsonist, didn't you? Is the arsonist in Luoqi? Why did you suddenly return to Guanxing?"
Wen Su chuckled: "Speak slowly, speak slowly."
Zhou Ziqiu then realized his lapse in composure: "I'm sorry."
“It’s alright.” Wen Su shrugged and pointed to the jar in the corner. “He’s the one who set the fire.”
The jar on the ground rolled a few times in response.
“On the day of the fire, I saw black smoke at the Sun residence, and the compass needle was spinning. It must have been haunted by ghosts. Last night, I asked him, and he admitted that he set the fire at the Sun residence.” As he spoke, Wen Su tossed his compass, which had now turned south again, to Zhou Ziqiu. “This compass originally pointed north. I went from Guanxing to Luoqi, but the day after I arrived in Luoqi, the compass turned south again. I was probably misled by something.”
Wen Su's explanation was flawless, as if it were the natural course of events, but Zhou Ziqiu didn't understand one point: "Why is Chu Feng not afraid of fire?"
Ordinary ghosts are afraid of fire.
Wen Su sighed: "He was boiled alive, so of course he's not afraid of fire."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ziqiu fell silent.
Just like ceramics.
Things that are born from fire will naturally not be destroyed by fire.
"Who knows what grudge that old man had against him to be so ruthless?" Wen Su exclaimed.
"Blinded by greed."
"Oh? What did you find out?" Wen Su became somewhat interested. "Let me guess, judging from that old man's near-death appearance, could he have killed someone to prolong his life?"
Zhou Ziqiu nodded: "I took a look at him. He was covered in yin energy, no less than Chu Feng's. He obviously won't live past tonight."
Wen Su commented, "Serves him right." Then, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Zhou Ziqiu, "Say it again, what did you just say?"
"I said I went to take a look at him, and he was covered in yin energy, no less than Chu Feng's. He clearly wouldn't live past tonight."
Zhou Ziqiu repeated it to him.
Wen Su chuckled, as if he had suddenly realized something: "You've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve."
Zhou Ziqiu asked, puzzled, "What?"
Wen Su held up one finger to Zhou Ziqiu: "We've all forgotten someone."
"Who—" Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Ziqiu remembered that they had indeed forgotten about one person.
Who is it?
The person who went missing in the Sun family fire!
Because that person was not an important figure in the Sun family, and he was usually very obsequious to Mr. Sun, which made him very popular with Mr. Sun, he had long been disliked by many members of the Sun family. Now that he had disappeared in the fire, the Sun family's attitude was that he was dead and they didn't send many people to search for him. Even Cui Yongle told him at the time, "Don't worry about the Sun family."
"What's wrong with him?" Zhou Ziqiu swallowed back the words he hadn't finished saying and asked this question instead.
“What you just said reminded me that it’s not only ghosts that have yin energy, but people can too.” Wen Su smiled. “Do you remember what I told you earlier? The compass led me north. It’s probably not a problem with the compass, but that person was hiding in Luoqi or a city further north at the time.”
So the day after he arrived in Luoqi, the man realized he had been discovered and either concealed his yin energy or returned to Guanxing.
"But why does he have a ghostly aura around him? Did he also use a ghost to prolong his life?"
Wen Su nodded and showed Zhou Ziqiu what he had found out in his room that morning. On the computer screen was a medical record. The patient had mid-stage lung cancer and had been diagnosed not long ago.
Now Zhou Ziqiu finally understood the matter completely. No wonder that person was favored by Old Master Sun. Two people who both used ghosts to prolong their lives would naturally become a group.
“Since he has lung cancer, there is a high chance that he is hiding in the hospital.”
Now all we need to do is find out which hospital it is. Zhou Ziqiu took out his phone to call Cui Yongle, but just as he took out his phone, Cui Yongle called him back.
"Xiao Qiu, the man you caught before has woken up."
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