manor.
Inside the study on the third floor.
Ji Ruwen stood in front of the desk, finished telling Qin Budu, who was sitting in a chair opposite him, about the villa, and then did not express any opinion, but just waited quietly for the other party to make a decision.
The assistant stood to the side, and after listening to the Qiu family's story, glanced at the lifeless Fang Xun with a hint of surprise.
He remembered this person; he used to have a promising future, but he never expected him to end up like this.
In the world of Feng Shui, the most taboo thing is to use Feng Shui to harm people, and Fang Xun has committed a major taboo this time.
"Handle it according to the rules," Qin Budu said, his voice sounding somewhat stern.
"Yes, Mr. Qin." The assistant led Fang Xun away.
Ji Ruwen then left.
"Call Qi Tingsong over." Qin Budu said to Ji Ruwen as the door was about to close.
With the Ghost Festival approaching, the seal on Qi Tingsong's body needs to be strengthened again just in case.
Ji Ruwen agreed.
Stepping out of the study, my gaze passed through the window on one side of the corridor, and I saw Gan Sui and Shi Xi talking downstairs.
Gan Sui pursed his lips, looking rather unhappy.
Shi Xi, as if she had done something wrong, moved closer to Gan Sui, seemingly trying to coax him.
Ji Ruwen looked at Shi Xi like this.
It occurred to me to myself.
Hmph, they're quite well-behaved in front of outsiders.
“Mr. Ji?” The assistant noticed that Ji Ruwen had stopped, turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression, asking curiously, “What are you looking at?”
"piggy."
"Huh??" The assistant doubted his ears.
No, where did these pigs come from on the farm? Did they run down from the mountain?
After watching for a while, Ji Ruwen raised his hand to adjust his glasses before turning around and going downstairs.
“Let’s go, Mr. Qin is still waiting,” he said.
...
"Hmm... how about I give you the gift first?"
Seeing that Gan Sui was not happy, Shi Xi quickly tried to make amends, "Is there anything you want?" He wasn't very good at giving gifts, so he simply asked.
Gan Sui looked at Shi Xi with a somewhat aggrieved expression and said, "...But more than a gift, I would like you to celebrate my birthday with me."
"Xiao Chu, we are best friends."
"..."
Hearing him say that, Shi Xi immediately felt a little guilty.
The original story didn't mention this at all, so he didn't expect that Gan Sui's birthday would be on the Ghost Festival.
However, Shi Xi still remembered that at the end of the story, Qin Budu and Qi Tingsong smiled at each other under the fireworks.
So these fireworks were set off by Gansu.
Shi Xi noticed a gaze and looked up to see Ji Ruwen standing by the window.
Shi Xi: "..."
He got caught again.
These words popped into Shi Xi's mind subconsciously, and then he realized that the person next to him was Gan Sui.
Even if Ji Ruwen saw it, it wouldn't matter.
Thinking of this, Shi Xi raised an eyebrow at Ji Ruwen, then turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
"Forget about the gift."
Gan Sui looked down at Shi Xi, who was still wearing a wig. Her hair was dry and messy, hanging down on her body.
Why does it look like it's been flung out?
He thought.
Then he reached out his hand to Shi Xi.
Shi Xi took a step back.
"Don't move around." Gan Sui frowned, pressing one hand on Shi Xi's shoulder as he tidied up his hair, which was more tangled than a ball of yarn.
"Just answer one question for me," Gan Sui said.
"What?" Shi Xi looked at him.
Curiosity lingered in my heart.
What question is more important than a birthday gift?
"Are you serious about Qi Tingsong?" Gan Sui stared directly at Shi Xi, as if unwilling to miss any expression on his face.
Just then, the usually peaceful cold medicine suddenly spoke up.
[Shi Xi and Qi Tingsong are eavesdropping in the corner!]
"It doesn't matter," Shi Xi said to the cold medicine in her mind, closing her eyes.
"no."
He shook his head, glancing at Gan Sui, seemingly puzzled as to why the other would ask such an unnecessary question, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"You know what I look like."
...
Perhaps the villa matter was finally over, or perhaps there were other things, but in any case, Qi Tingsong left the manor from that day on.
Gan Sui learned of this news from the maid who was cleaning the room the next day.
The maid found it strange and asked in bewilderment, "Why did Mr. Qi leave without saying goodbye?"
Gan Sui stood in front of the mirror, looked at himself, slowly straightened his tie, and said with a smile, "Maybe I've lost my composure."
The maid didn't know what had happened yesterday, nor did she understand what he meant, but she felt that Ji Ruwen seemed quite happy.
"Is Xiao Chu awake yet?" Gan Sui picked up the coat that was placed to the side and draped it over his arm.
"Get up. Mr. Xu has already gone out with Mr. Qin and the others."
Gan Sui put his coat aside and then untied the bow tie he had just tied.
...
Qin Budu's client this time is the police station.
When the case was brought up, the mild-mannered policewoman in the station had tears in her eyes and couldn't help but swear.
"Those little beasts!"
The stern-faced police chief merely glanced at the policewoman without saying anything, and then began to discuss the case.
The deceased was a junior high school student named Xiao Can, who was 13 years old.
He was missing for two days before his body was finally found in a dried-up, abandoned well in the village, which was covered by a large rock.
When the stone was moved, Xiao Can's bloodied and mangled face was facing upwards, his clothes were tattered, his body was covered with bruises of all sizes, his fingernails were all cracked, and there were long scratch marks with bloodstains inside the well, which was about ten meters deep.
There were pebbles nearly half a meter high next to him.
It was death by asphyxiation.
"The police have found several suspects..." The chief paused here, "but they are all minors, with an average age of only 14."
The four children were arrested at school, and just two days ago, they had gone with the adults in the village to look for Xiao Can.
After being caught, the children all gave the same story, insisting that Xiao Can had accidentally fallen into the well. They thought he was dead and panicked. Fearing they would be mistaken for murderers, they worked together to move a 500-pound boulder to weigh down the well.
"Fuck them! Five hundred pounds of rock, do you think those few punks can lift it?!" A hot-blooded young police officer stood up and shouted.
"They were the ones who killed them! Those adults were definitely accomplices!"
"Quiet down! What kind of behavior is this, shouting like that?!" The bureau chief slammed his hand on the table and shouted sternly.
Even knowing that it's impossible for several children to lift such a heavy stone, the fact that no adult fingerprints were found on the stone means it can only be a guess.
Clearing his throat, the bureau chief looked at Qin Budu and asked, "Do you think you could help this child?"
Without any evidence and given the suspects' young age, according to the Law on the Protection of Minors, they will likely only receive a verbal reprimand and be sent home to continue their schooling.
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