Chapter 244 One-Half of the Truth
When the Thousand-Hand Guanyin shattered, countless fragments of memory surged out, combining to form a complete recollection of the event.
“Sir,” Xin Que lowered her eyelashes and slowly pointed to the screen, “this is the 50% of memories that the repeat offender Xin Que has hidden.”
The man's gaze fell on the portable screen.
The assembled memory fragments play from the perspective of the 40 minutes leading up to the bombing of the Xin Que Huo family.
At that time, the four members of the Huo family had not yet sat down at the dining table.
Xin Que covered the mouth of his chef assistant, who was of similar build, and dragged him into the bathroom. When he came out, he was already wearing his uniform.
The chef's hat and mask greatly increased the credibility of her disguise.
Upon entering the kitchen, the head chef was directing the chefs and servants to prepare the ingredients.
"Where have you been?!" Seeing Xin Que enter through the back door, the head chef's face darkened, his voice rising with impatience. "Mr. Huo's entire family is gathered tonight, everyone else is working at their posts, and you're out slacking off!!!"
Xin Que apologized repeatedly, bowing and scraping as she returned to her stove to start cooking.
The head chef muttered something and turned to walk towards the door.
What delicious dishes are you planning to prepare today?
A man's boastful voice came from the restaurant.
The head chef immediately greeted him with a smile, "Young Master, today's dishes are mainly light and refreshing Southern cuisine..."
Xin Que lowered his head.
It was Huo Fenglin's voice.
Huo Fenglin seemed to be in a good mood today. He chatted and laughed with the head chef and unknowingly wandered around the kitchen.
When Xin Que caught sight of the medicine packet in Huo Fenglin's hand out of the corner of her eye, she paused in her tossing motion.
Is Huo Fenglin planning to drug the Huo family?
After Xin Que smoothly poured the steaming hot stir-fry into a white porcelain plate, her hand, which was on her waist, inadvertently brushed against the pocket of her trousers under her apron.
There was medicinal powder prepared by Xin Que.
A dose of sleeping pills strong enough to knock out a cow.
Xin Que casually took the wok to the tap to wash it.
Okay.
One of the targets she wanted to kill for revenge did the job for her.
Good.
While preparing the next dish, Xin Que pondered whether her revenge plan needed to be adjusted due to Huo Fenglin's interference.
Then she thought of the most troublesome problem in the whole plan—how to get away unscathed after killing the Huo family?
It's impossible not to kill him; no matter who the Huo family puts in power, they will not withdraw the arrest warrant for Xin Que.
If she wants to survive the Huo family's indefinite citywide arrest warrant, she must strike first.
Moreover, she was burdened with the deep-seated hatred of being schemed against by the Huo family.
But the Huo family will undoubtedly remain a behemoth entrenched in the upper city...
To leave alive, she needed something to keep them in check.
Xin Que has been pondering this question since he returned to the Huo family from his undercover mission, and it continues to this day.
After all the dishes were prepared, Xin Que took off her apron and was about to leave the kitchen through the back door.
Suddenly, the image of Huo Fenglin's eagerness for the position of head of the Huo family flashed through her mind again.
Xin Que, who was about to leave, turned around.
The first-person perspective shifts from the kitchen aisle to a narrow, dark ventilation duct, and then to the armed guard she quietly took down.
Xin Que caught the man who collapsed and dragged him silently into the storage room.
After hiding the person, Xin Que, based on her previous knowledge of the surveillance distribution in the Huo family's main residence, avoided the main cameras that would trigger the alarm.
Finally, she quietly closed the study door behind her, wearing a pair of gloves.
It will soon be mealtime for the Huo family of four.
Given Huo Fenglin's insane level of madness in trying to eliminate the Huo family members even with drugs, he would find a way to keep them all at the dinner table.
Having someone draw attention to her at the restaurant was a golden opportunity for Xin Que.
All she needed to do was avoid the alarm devices.
...
"Wen Jingchen".
The man walked slowly to Xin Que, his nonchalant demeanor exuding an undeniable air of authority. "All she has is the family head's token?"
The footage broadcast on the portable screen is frozen in the safe that has been hacked in the dark room.
A black and gold access card engraved with the Huo family crest stood quietly in the diamond box.
This is the patriarchal decree that commands the entire Huo family.
But the safe only contained the head of household's order; there was no trace of any paper documents or electronic storage devices.
Although Xin Que kept her head down and looked meek, her back remained straight throughout.
"Sir, judging from the entire interrogation footage... this is one of the colossal lies Xin Que told to protect himself."
The man's gaze toward the screen seemed to hold a hint of inquiry.
Xin Que, disguised as Wen Jingchen, stood behind the screen with a natural expression, analyzing the results of the entire interrogation from the perspective of the prison warden.
"In Xin Que's eyes, although Young Master Huo is ruthless, his emotional weakness is too obvious."
...
Xin Que, you're not planning to let Huo Fenglin off the hook, are you?
After Cheng Zheng regained his speech by changing his medium, his voice reappeared in Xin Que's ears.
“Yes,” Xin Que readily admitted, “In the current situation, I can only gain the upper hand if Huo Fenglin takes over.”
【Can……】
Xin Que knew what Cheng Zheng was worried about.
Huo Fenglin's desire to get rid of her was no less than that of any other member of the Huo family.
"Huo Fenglin's biggest weakness is his background. As long as I live in this world, he will never sleep soundly."
"But similarly, his greatest weakness is his ambition to usurp the throne..."
Xin Que held the family head's token in her hand, thinking of the scheming look in Huo Fenglin's eyes, and sneered, "Let's use the will that he is most likely to believe as our tool."
"The greater his ambition, the less willing he is to admit the reality that Huo Tinghua has already poured so much effort into Huo Chenglong, how could he possibly give anyone else a chance to shake Huo Chenglong's resolve?"
Even if a will exists, it would only be a backup plan to ensure Huo Chenglong's ascension to the throne.
Deep down, Huo Fenglin was unwilling to accept the fact that in the eyes of his father, who held the position of family head, he had no value whatsoever in being cultivated.
All she has to do is fabricate a vague will, and Huo Fenglin will justify its existence.
What she had to do was to use an explosion in the main house, which was about to descend into chaos after Huo Fenglin poisoned it, to erase all traces related to the inheritance of the Huo family's main house, and to create the illusion for Huo Fenglin that he was only one step away from taking control of the Huo family.
At this point, Xin Que, who held both the "will" and the family head's order as insurance, was, in Huo Fenglin's eyes, a crucial figure who could influence whether he could successfully inherit the Huo family and who absolutely could not die a hasty death.
And she can use these two safeguards to buy herself time and find an opportunity to get rid of the wanted notice and leave the city from this standoff.
The man frowned as he looked at the memory fragments that had reached their end on the screen.
After receiving the patriarch's order, Xin Que returned to the main residence by the same route, changed back into the disguise of an unnamed undercover agent, and went to the restaurant for a meal as if nothing had happened, along with the other low-level undercover agents.
Then came the scene of chaos and explosion at the Huo family's main residence.
"The Patriarch's Decree was hidden by Xin Que in... the ruins of the old house?"
Xin Que nodded, his expression serious. "After all our engineers analyzed it, they all agreed that this is the most reasonable answer."
"From the time she received the head of the household order to the time the bombing occurred, it was only 15 minutes."
"And during this time she stayed in the secret service, and had no time to smuggle the family head's token out of the Huo family."
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