"He's in such a hurry to leave the city, it must be him!"

A hint of coldness appeared on Fan Xian's face: "Wang Qinian, can you find out where he is?"

Wang Qinian hesitated and said, "This... may be a bit difficult."

"We have to investigate even if it's difficult!" Fan Xian glanced at him and said coldly, "Since the one who planned this case wasn't the Crown Prince or the Second Prince, then I don't need to worry too much. I have to catch him and strike him with one blow to prevent a hundred blows from coming!"

Wang Qinian blinked his eyes and said cautiously, "Sir, we can't make a conclusion so early, right?"

Fan Xian frowned, stared at him for a while, and asked, "Do you have any other information?"

Wang Qinian smiled and bowed: "Your Excellency is as good as a god. I do have some news."

As he spoke, Wang Qinian took two steps closer and whispered, "Sir, while you were interrogating Si Lili in the prison, the dean was also taking action. The officials of the Supervisory Office split into two groups and went to the City Patrol Office and the South City Commander's Mansion to conduct searches. As a result, they found that Commander Fang of the City Patrol Office had committed suicide out of fear of punishment!"

"……What?"

Fan Xian looked at Wang Qinian in astonishment, and then frowned tightly.

Wang Qinian continued in a low voice: "My lord, think about it, this lieutenant general committed suicide out of fear of punishment, which means that there is a big man behind Wu Bo'an."

Fan Xian said calmly, "I know this, but I still need to check."

Wang Qinian cautiously advised: "Then I suggest that we investigate Wu Bo'an first, and don't touch the big shot behind him for the time being..."

“…”

Fan Xian glanced at him, said nothing, and just waved his hand gently.

Wang Qinian sighed inwardly, bowed, turned around, jumped onto the roof, and disappeared from Fan Xian's sight.

…

…

At the same time, in a manor about eighteen miles outside of Kyoto.

In the manor, you can see the snow-capped peaks of Cangshan Mountain from afar. Even though it is early summer, the manor is still very cool. The grape racks in the yard have already spread out their green leaves, and the lush scenery is refreshing.

Under the grape trellis, a middle-aged man in a white shirt was sitting leisurely.

Opposite him, there was a young man with a long sword on his waist.

Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, the middle-aged man said with a hint of blame: "Second Young Master, you shouldn't have come."

Lin Gong smiled slightly and said politely, "Mr. Wu is forced to leave Kyoto, so naturally I have to come and see him off."

Wu Bo'an shook his head and said, "It's too risky. People don't know the relationship between me and the Prime Minister's Mansion. If people see you and I in the same place, I'm afraid your father will have a hard time getting away."

Lin Gong shook his head and said, "Father is not aware of the plan that Master and I have made. If it were known to others, I would take full responsibility!"

...take it all on your own?

Do you really think you can afford it?

Wu Bo'an shook his head in his heart and disagreed with the second young master's words.

But there is no other way. If I want to accomplish this, I can only rely on this second young master who has a not very good brain.

After all, when he first proposed this plan, he was strongly opposed by Prime Minister Lin Ruofu. It was only with the help of the second young master who made the contact that the assassination on Niulan Street was successfully carried out.

It’s a pity that no one expected that Fan Xian had such high martial arts skills.

Under such a terrifying attack, he actually escaped and killed an eighth-rank master of Northern Qi!

This incident was beyond everyone's expectations, but fortunately the situation was still under control. The Lieutenant General in the south of the city had been silenced by his men. Even if the Supervisory Council found out that he was behind it, it would be impossible to trace it to the Prime Minister.

Thinking of this, Wu Boan heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly urged, "Second Young Master, I think you should return to Beijing as soon as possible. I will go to Laoshan to practice meditation for a while, and then come back quietly after the turmoil in the capital is over."

"No problem!"

Lin Gong said proudly: "Let me know, sir, I have been running this manor for a long time. Even if someone comes from the palace or the Supervisory Council, they will never be able to capture you here."

"Besides, you and I are acting so secretly, who would know that you and I are here?"

Before he finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

"If you talk too much, you will get slapped in the face."

“…Who is it?!”

Wu Bo'an stood up suddenly, and together with Lin Gong, he looked around in confusion.

"Look, here I am."

A faint voice came from above their heads. Wu Bo'an and Lin Gong immediately stepped back and looked up above the grape trellis.

On the slender grape rack, a young man in a black shirt was looking down at them with his arms folded across his chest.

“Shua——”

Lin Gong immediately drew the sword from his waist and shouted, "Someone come!"

"boom!"

The wall of the yard shattered, and a figure flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

After the man rolled on the ground for a few times and stopped at Lin Gong's feet, vomiting blood while breathing out but not in, Lin Gong was shocked and angry to find that this man was actually the strongest eighth-grade swordsman around him!

"How is this possible?!"

Lin Gong suddenly raised his head and looked at the broken wall.

I saw a blind man walking out, his eyes covered with a black cloth, holding an iron rod in his hand. Bright red blood was flowing down the rod and dripping slowly along the tip of the rod.

Seeing this scene, Lin Gong felt extremely chilled.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at Wu Zhu and Ya Mu on the grape trellis and shouting in fear: "Who are you?!"

"I am the second son of the Xiangfu. If you have anything to say, we can talk it out!"

Wu Zhu didn't answer, but rushed over like a ghost.

Lin Gong was horrified and immediately roared, raising the sword in his hand and slashing towards Wu Zhu.

Before the sword fell, the figure who was originally standing on the grape trellis came in front of Lin Gong as if teleporting and kicked him in the chest.

“Bang!”

The second son of the prime minister's mansion flew backwards in an instant and crashed into Wu Bo'an.

The two rolled into a ball, tumbling several times on the ground before stopping, groaning on the ground with their hands and feet entangled.

Yamu didn't even look at them. He just held Wuzhu's iron rod with one hand and shook his head, saying, "You can't kill this man for now."

Wu Zhu frowned: "Why?"

Yamu explained softly, "He is Fan Xian's brother-in-law. If we kill him, it will be hard to explain to Fan Xian."

Wu Zhu said expressionlessly, "But he wanted to kill Fan Xian. I said, whoever kills Fan Xian, I will kill him."

Ya Mu shook his head and said, "Then take him away and let Fan Xian decide whether he lives or dies."

Wu Zhu frowned and said, "Fan Xian can't make such a decision. I need to make it for him."

"Besides, if we kill him here, no one will know and Fan Xian won't be in any danger. But if we take him away, no matter whether Fan Xian kills him in the end or not, we will inevitably get into trouble."

Yamu understood what he meant. It was indeed not a wise decision to hand Lin Gong over to Fan Xian.

If Fan Xian decided to let Lin Gong go, not to mention whether Lin Gong would hold a grudge against him, Wu Zhu and Ya Mu, who had already appeared in front of Lin Gong, would be exposed to everyone's sight because of this incident.

If Fan Xian chose to kill Lin Gong, he would definitely feel bad, and his relationship with Lin Wan'er would become extremely awkward.

Not only that, if they fail to bring Lin Gong's body back here in time, when the Supervisory Office tracks down this manor in the future, they will definitely find that a body is missing.

By then, the Prime Minister's Mansion will definitely not give up and will investigate the matter to the end, and will find the person alive or dead.

Therefore, according to Wu Zhu's analysis, killing Lin Gong and Wu Bo'an by himself in this manor and disguising himself as someone else is the best option among countless options.

In comparison, Yamu's choice was the worst one.

He seemed to respect Fan Xian's decision, but in fact he had no sense of the overall situation. He could only see the case itself and not the subsequent impact.

But what Wuzhu didn’t know was that Yamu was actually very clear about what he had analyzed.

He just doesn't care...

Yamu said calmly: "It's okay, I will take care of the aftermath for you."

"…How should we deal with this?"

"In my own way. If you are worried, you can stay and see."

"..." Wu Zhu stared at Yamu for a while, then suddenly walked towards Lin Gong and Wu Boan, "Remember your words."

A smile appeared on Yamu's face.

At the same time, Wu Bo'an and Lin Gong had separated. They stood up from the ground in a panic and looked at Wu Zhu who was walking slowly towards them in horror.

"This warrior..."

Lin Gong opened his mouth tremblingly, but before he could finish, a dark shadow suddenly attacked and hit him on the head.

Lin Gong's head shook, and he fainted without even a sound.

Wu Bo'an, who was standing next to him, felt a strong sense of despair. He took a few steps back, forced a smile, and said as steadily as possible: "Brave man, there may be some misunderstanding. I am Wu Bo'an, and I have a wide range of friends and connections in the capital. If..."

“Puff——”

Before he could finish his words, the black iron rod instantly pierced his heart and was then pulled out again without any hesitation.

Wu Zhu shook the iron rod in his hand, without even looking at the fallen Wu Bo'an, and turned to look at Ya Mu calmly and said, "I have killed the man. I will take Lin Gong back to Fan Xian. How do you plan to deal with the aftermath?"

Yamu looked at the sun that was about to set in the sky, then turned to look at Wuzhu.

"Take Lin Gong away first, at least five miles away."

Wu Zhu nodded slightly, without asking why, turned around, grabbed Lin Gong by the back of his collar, and carried him out of the manor.

After Wuzhu left the manor, Yamu glanced around and locked onto Cangshan Mountain not far away, his feet slowly floating off the ground.

“Bang!!”

The air exploded, and a stream of light broke through the sound barrier and flew towards Cangshan Mountain at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

Ten seconds later, a huge roar came from the green mountains.

Ten seconds later, a huge meteorite appeared above the manor and was falling towards the ground at several times the speed of sound.

"boom!!"

The meteorite fell to the ground, and the entire lush manor was easily razed to the ground.

A strong shock wave spread out along with smoke and dust, and instantly rushed to a distance of five miles, blowing on Wu Zhu, who looked dazed, as if the entire system had crashed and the CPU had completely stopped working.