Chapter 059 "You didn't lie to me, did you?"
He Xile frowned as he looked at the list, his mood sinking to the bottom.
Those written here are all victims?
The names were densely packed. At a glance, there must be at least fifty or sixty of them. Most of them were in their thirties. Judging from Hai Xinna's situation, they had only recently reached adulthood...
I have just acquired the form of a human being and haven't had time to fully enjoy the beauty of this world.
Joule Cook was not a human being.
He Xile couldn't help but curse in his heart.
He looked at the last few names, pointed, and said, "Some of them don't have dates after them. Does that mean they're still alive?"
Wen Jiyu glanced at it and said, "I've seen the list that was taken down when some members of the Cook family were expelled. These people are not on it. They are most likely imprisoned somewhere else. Or maybe..."
He paused, then looked up. "It's been buried, but I haven't had time to fill in the date yet."
He Xile pursed his lips.
...I hope it's not the latter.
"Let's go," Wen Jiyu said. "I'll take you to see Joule."
He Xile hurried to follow.
He asked curiously, "Is Joule still in this villa?"
He Xile thought that everyone else in the villa had been cleared out.
"Yeah." Wen Jiyu said indifferently, "When we first arrived on Obsidian Planet, we found some information and locked him up. Even if he wasn't involved in the Fallen Plan, he can't escape this time."
Hexinna is too big.
As the only king of the entire Haixinna, even though there are checks and balances between nobles and ministers, and each planet has its own management department to control the people on the planet, it is very normal for some omissions to occur in remote areas far away from the imperial capital.
However, this time Wen Jiyu personally visited Obsidian Star, and the entire planet would no longer be able to step into the gray industry as before.
As for the Cook family, which leads the direction of the Obsidian Star, they will also be severely punished and will no longer exist.
Obsidian will be reborn.
This incident will also serve as a warning to the entire Haixinna.
He Xile nodded and said seriously: "Well, he must be severely punished!"
Soon, Wen Jiyu brought He Xile to the wine cellar.
As soon as I approached, the rich aroma of wine hit my nose. The lights in the wine cellar were turned on, and the decoration inside was very high-end and magnificent. Rows of wines were arranged on the counter, and it was obvious at a glance that they were of great value.
"Wealth." He Xile commented in a low voice.
Whether it is the hot spring on the second-floor terrace or this wine cellar, it can be seen that Joule Cook really knows how to enjoy himself.
He Xile thought back to the palace...
hateful.
Your Majesty has been outdone!!
Wen Jiyu raised his fingers, tapped one of the bottles of wine, and asked He Xile, "Can you drink?"
He Xile shook his head: "No. I only drank it once before, but I found it really unpalatable, so I haven't drunk it since."
Having said that, He Xile lowered his eyes and twisted his hands together unconsciously.
Even the tail behind it slowly drooped down.
Once on Earth, He Xile was in his second year of high school. He had not fallen ill at that time and went to school every day.
His father always liked to drink a little wine while watching the news on TV while the family had dinner.
I mostly drink white wine, followed by red wine. I don’t drink much, just a small glass each time. I don’t get drunk, at most I just drink to help me sleep.
Sometimes when he felt lonely drinking alone, Dad wanted to call He Xile to join him, but Mom stopped him in time every time.
"Why do you let a kid drink? He'll become stupid."
"Oh, just drink a little, it's okay."
"Not at all. Will you be responsible if our child fails to get into college? Besides, Lele is not even an adult yet, how can he drink alcohol? As a father, you really don't teach your child any good things, you only know how to teach your child bad things."
Mom hummed softly and called out, "Le Le, come over here."
He Xile walked over obediently, but he was actually a little envious.
——My father drinks every day after get off work, which means the wine must be delicious.
He thought, if I only drank a little, it wouldn’t be enough to prevent me from getting into university, right?
At that time, He Xile was still curious about the world and a little rebellious. On weekends, when his mother was not at home, he secretly drank some opened bottle of red wine.
As soon as he took a sip, He Xile's face couldn't help but frown. He wanted to spit it out, but knowing the price of this bottle of red wine, he felt it was a waste, so he drank it in the end.
——To him, dry red wine is very bitter and not very tasty. He doesn’t know why his father likes it.
Because of drinking, He Xile felt guilty every time he saw his mother.
...I actually thought of this today.
He Xile muttered: "If only I hadn't drunk alcohol..."
Although He Xile knew that his illness had nothing to do with that sip of wine, he still felt a little upset when he thought about it.
"What?" Wen Jiyu turned around.
He Xile: "No. I think this person knows how to enjoy life."
"That's true."
Wen Jiyu stopped, picked up one of the bottles and looked at it, "Would you like to drink some with dinner later? This one is pretty good, fruit wine, very suitable for a short person like you..." As he spoke, he suddenly paused, looked back at He Xile's current appearance, turned around and left.
He Xile chuckled.
Thanks Canglong.
He is now more than two meters tall!
Not a dwarf anymore!!!
He Xile quickly followed.
Unexpectedly, when turning a corner, He Xile bumped into Wen Jiyu. He quickly took two steps back and said, "Sorry." As he was about to pass Wen Jiyu and continue walking forward, he suddenly saw a person hanging at the corner in front of him.
Hanging a person.
He Xile: “!!!”
Ahhhh.
Someone hanged himself—
There's a lot of blood on the ground!
He Xile was startled, and the hair on the back of his neck almost stood up.
He almost didn't hesitate and quickly hid behind Wen Jiyu.
Wen Jiyu was stunned. He didn't expect He Xile to react like this.
"What are you afraid of? Come here and take a good look at him. It's a good opportunity to grow your courage. Don't let anything unexpected happen next time and you get easily intimidated by a low-level space pirate."
He spoke with great interest, reaching out to grab He Xile's tail, gently pulling it, pulling the man out from behind him a little, and introduced him, "This is Joule Cook."
Joule Cook?
The nobleman who tortured and killed the boy and dumped the body in the back garden?
He Xile pursed his lips.
He bravely looked up.
The other party was hanging in the air, and the scene was really bloody.
It was probably not long after the torture began that fresh blood began to flow from the wounds all over the opponent's body, soaking the entire set of aristocratic clothing that was stuck to his flesh and blood. Then it flowed down his shirt and trousers, gathered at the toes of his boots, and with a "tick-tock" sound, fell into a small pool of blood below and merged into it.
But the aroma of wine was so strong that it completely covered up the smell of blood.
Only when I got closer could I smell it faintly.
Looking at the wrist again, because it was hung, it was the stress point, and even the skin was torn, revealing the bones inside.
However, whenever He Xile thought of the boys who died tragically, he felt no sympathy.
"Do we want to wake him up now?" He Xile asked.
As he finished speaking, the person hanging in front of him groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
The nobleman named Joule Cook had one eye that was probably infected, swollen and unable to open. When he saw Wen Jiyu and He Xile in front of him with his other eye, his body tensed for a moment, but he soon grimaced in pain and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.
Wen Jiyu glanced at He Xile and said, "What a coincidence, he's awake."
The guards at the side brought two chairs and placed them behind the two men.
Wen Jiyu sat down first.
He crossed his legs and leaned back in a relaxed posture, but he looked like a superior. Even though he was sitting at the bottom, he did not feel weak at all.
He raised his chin slightly and said to Wen Jiyu, "Tell me about it."
He Xile sat behind him and no longer felt afraid, staring at Joule Cook.
"What you want to know, I have already told the guards."
Joule gritted his teeth and said, "They are sending people to the back garden to check."
"Oh, I'm not interested in your love affairs. The important thing is to bring you to justice and make sure your hands are never stained with blood again. Then we can go through the normal procedures and compensate the family of the deceased." Wen Jiyu reached out and raised the piece of paper that He Xile had found earlier. "But you do need to explain these four words on it."
Four words?
What four words...
Joule Cook looked carefully and his pupils contracted instantly.
...How is that possible?
There are thousands of books in his study, and he deliberately put this piece of paper in an inconspicuous book near the bottom. Most people would never read that kind of book, and it would be a huge workload to look for it specifically - this piece of paper has been specially treated and is as thin as a cicada's wing. It cannot be detected by robots, and it will definitely not be found immediately if it is turned manually.
It was actually turned out???
Is this the power of Your Majesty?
Joule's heart was like a raging storm.
——If he had only killed a few young adult men, it would not be a big deal for nobles of their status. They could turn around and ask his good uncle to get him out as soon as possible.
But if it is confirmed to be related to the "Fall Plan", then...
Joule Cook's face instantly lost all color.
He subconsciously looked at Wen Jiyu.
Wen Jiyu's face had no expression, but his bloodshot eyes were staring at him, and the black lines on his face that looked like tiny scales immediately made Joule feel infinite fear.
Anyone who has experienced that...will know what kind of black heart is hidden within the body of this seemingly cold Majesty.
Dead.
All dead.
Anyone who dares to resist him——
Once a person dies, everything is gone.
Joule Cook's pupils dilated slightly, and he shook his head frantically, "No, no, Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation. I did not participate in this plan. Really, someone else mentioned it to me. I just felt strange after hearing it, so I wrote it down on that piece of paper -"
Wen Jiyu: "Oh?"
There was a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Who brought it up?"
Joule-ton.
“…I don’t remember.”
"Oh, yes, it was a note," Joule said quickly. "Suddenly one day, a note appeared on my desk. I was very surprised at the time. Seriously, I'm not kidding."
He Xile blinked.
He thought to himself, this person confessed so quickly...
Are you lying?
This is what He Xile thought and asked.
Wen Jiyu sneered. He looked lazy, his red eyes slightly narrowed. "No one dares to lie to me." He suddenly looked at He Xile, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"
He Xile: “?”
He Xile waved his hands quickly: "Of course not!"
Wen Jiyu: "I don't think you dare."
Turning back, Wen Jiyu smiled and said, "No one dares to lie to me. All those who dared to lie ended up dead. Joule Cook, you wasted a chance to live."
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The giant octopus held his tentacles, which had hurt him when he knocked on the window, but no one opened the window for him, and accused: Liar!
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