Chapter 58 It's all so strange, I don't even know what day it is today...
Having thought of this, Fu Yun simply voiced his thoughts.
"Do you think the reason why the victims didn't come forward to identify the head of the Wang family is because they were threatened and intimidated, and not just dared not identify him, but were unable to identify him?"
Upon hearing this, Zhilan glanced at Fu Jun and said solemnly, "We are naturally aware of this, which is why we also detained those who had dealings with the Wang family head after arresting her. This time, it is precisely to protect the safety of the witnesses and prevent any accomplices of the criminals from privately making things difficult for the witnesses and deliberately preventing them from going to identify them."
Fu Yun said, "You said earlier that they don't trust the government, probably because they're afraid that if they stand up for the enemy, their enemies will get out of prison unscathed, and they'll definitely face malicious retaliation. They're timid by nature, otherwise they wouldn't dare to resist at all when they're being bullied."
Fu Yun couldn't help but feel sorry for the men here. They should be vigorous and spirited men, but they were incredibly cowardly and indecisive in their actions, which was frustrating to watch.
He sighed and remarked, "People who live in fear and oppression for a long time, how could they dare to take any risks easily?"
Zhilan's gaze turned colder, and her tone carried a rare hint of anger: "The culprit has been imprisoned, and those related to her are also under our control. They can no longer cause any trouble. What else do they have to fear?"
If she could easily escape punishment, why would we have gone to such lengths to arrest her and detain her for so long? Doesn't this demonstrate our determination to rid the people of this scourge?
Since they have suffered oppression and humiliation for so long, shouldn't they seize this opportunity to avenge themselves and ensure their enemies never have a chance to recover? How can they let it slip away so easily? Isn't this what they most want to do?
At this point, Zhilan seemed even angrier: "The opportunity is right in front of them, yet they are so cowardly, afraid to fight for their future, and even fantasizing that others will take the lead. How can they avenge themselves with such timidity?"
With the month-long deadline fast approaching, not a single person has stepped forward to identify the culprit and force him to confess. Even if I wanted to uphold justice for them, I am powerless to do so.
Fu Yun felt exhausted just listening to Zhi Lan. He subconsciously raised his right arm, ready to pat Zhi Lan's shoulder to offer some comfort, but he stopped in mid-air when he saw her beautiful and delicate profile. He suddenly realized that it was impolite for men and women to pat each other on the shoulder in ancient times, so he had to silently withdraw his hand.
He touched his nose somewhat guiltily, then secretly glanced at Zhilan's expression. Seeing that she was frowning slightly and looking straight ahead, clearly unaware of his actions, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
To be honest, having learned from General Qian's experience, he now dares not easily approach the women here, for fear that they might misunderstand and think he has feelings for them and wants to marry them.
Putting aside the fact that he could not possibly get married in this country, even if some unforeseen accident were to occur in the future that would prevent him from returning, getting married and having children is an essential stage of life, but he would never get married and have children.
[Pfft~]
A snicker exploded in my mind, followed by Little Ba's irritating voice:
[Mr. Fu, have you finally come to your senses? Are you starting to plan for the rest of your life?]
President Fu: "What's the point of planning? I can go back as soon as I finish the task, why bother with all this?"
Xiao Ba thought to himself: What if we really can't go back?
Of course, it dared not say this aloud, otherwise President Fu might explode.
Fu Jun didn't care whether Xiao Ba responded or not. Seeing that Zhi Lan looked unhappy and was in a bad mood, he couldn't help but comfort her, "Let's wait a little longer! Maybe someone will muster up the courage to step forward later."
Zhilan sighed softly, as if she had a headache, and said, "If she is released without charge due to insufficient evidence, it will be difficult to arrest her again, and there will be endless troubles in the future."
Fu Yun pondered for a moment and then voiced another guess in his mind: "Do you think the person who assassinated you might be related to the head of the Wang family? She showed signs of poisoning in her internal organs, so those victims and their families who dared not come forward to identify the head of the Wang family were very likely also poisoned with a slow-acting poison. And only the head of the Wang family has the antidote, which is why no one dares to come forward to identify her."
Zhilan's pupils dilated slightly, then a look of realization appeared between her brows: "What you say is absolutely right. If it were truly a spy from another country attempting to assassinate me, they would never act in broad daylight, otherwise they would have exposed their whereabouts prematurely and attracted our attention. On the contrary, if the head of the Wang family was deliberately seeking revenge and intentionally disguised himself as a spy to carry out the assassination, it would easily confuse the direction of the investigation, and also reasonably explain the strangeness of the assassin's recklessness."
Fu Yun agreed, "Yes, that also explains why those victims cower and dare not come out. They themselves or the people they care about most have this kind of slow poison in them."
Fu Yun thought to herself: This Wang family patriarch has caused trouble time and time again, yet he has managed to extricate himself from the mess and leave no real evidence against him. He is indeed quite capable and a formidable character.
No wonder she dared to be so arrogant and domineering towards General Qian, showing no regard for anyone else.
Zhilan said, "I will have Yelan personally investigate this matter, and then send imperial physicians to the homes of the victims for treatment. I believe the truth will come to light soon."
At this point, the gloom in Zhilan's eyes had dissipated considerably, and she sincerely praised, "Although we haven't known each other for long, you have abilities that have impressed me. No wonder Qian Qingling is so fond of you. With your assistance, things will definitely be much more efficient."
Fu Yun waved his hand, unusually modest: "I don't deserve such praise, it's just that I'm used to having a quick mind and a lot of ideas."
"Young master, you're back?"
Before Zhilan could respond, a voice called out from ahead.
Fu Yun looked up when he heard the familiar voice and saw Su Mang carrying several flyers, walking towards where he and Zhilan were.
Before they knew it, the two had arrived near the tea shop owned by Fu Jun, where Su Mang was handing out flyers not far away.
As they walked, he glanced at Zhilan standing beside Fu Jun, a clear look of doubt in his eyes: "Young master, is this your new friend?"
Fu Jun didn't answer the question directly, but simply nodded, then changed the subject: "I was already disguised, how did you recognize me?"
Fu Yun didn't introduce the visitor's identity, and Su Mang didn't take it to heart. After all, the young master naturally had his reasons for doing things.
She smiled slightly and answered matter-of-factly, "I was sent by the head of the family to be by your side when you were ten years old. After eight years of living together day and night, how could I not be familiar with you? Although your facial features can be covered with makeup, your bone structure and figure cannot be changed in my eyes. Recognizing you is not an easy thing."
Fu Yun was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Su Mang to have followed Su Fu Yun for so long. He had thought that Su Mang was sent to keep an eye on him after the marriage plan with General Qian, in order to prevent him from causing trouble and affecting the marriage.
"I see." He joked, "Looks like I'll have to wear more layers next time to make myself look bigger, so I won't be so easy to recognize!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Zhilan and noticed that she looked rather serious, probably because of what Su Mang had just said and the fact that she had been easily recognized by the assassin.
Fu Yun had also made up her mind. According to Su Mang, there was only one possibility that anyone could recognize the true identity of a person in disguise at a glance: that person was very familiar with her.
Of course, the person who knows Zhilan well is not the assassin herself, but the person behind the scenes who ordered the assassin.
In other words, the mastermind was not only the head of the Wang family, but also someone familiar with Zhilan who betrayed her and secretly joined forces with the head of the Wang family.
This is probably why Ye Lan, despite secretly making preparations for so long, always falls behind by a step.
"What's wrong?"
Su Mang keenly sensed something unusual and asked aloud.
Fu Yun and Zhi Lan snapped out of their daze and exchanged a glance, both seeing what the other was thinking in her eyes.
"It's nothing, she probably just remembered she had something else to do."
Fu Yun quickly explained for Zhi Lan, then looked at her and suggested, "Today's business is almost done. If you still have things to do, go ahead and take care of them!"
Zhilan nodded, her gaze falling on Su Mang. She scrutinized him coldly for a moment before turning her gaze to Fu Yun: "Don't forget the promise between us."
Fu Yun twitched her lips and replied somewhat helplessly, "Don't worry, I definitely won't forget!"
Zhilan then turned and left, satisfied.
As Su Mang watched the person's figure gradually disappear into the crowd, she felt that something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
She had a vague feeling that the young man's new friend didn't seem to like her very much.
When Lu Xiaolangjun first met him, although he was somewhat afraid of him, he did not feel any displeasure towards him.
But this person was different. When facing me, he showed no fear like a typical man would when meeting a strange woman, nor did he show any intention to get to know me. It was as if he only refrained from treating me coldly because of the young master.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel uneasy and asked, "Young master, what agreement do you have? Won't it put you in danger?"
"No." Fu Yun answered decisively. He quickly thought for a moment and came up with a half-true, half-false reason: "She plans to go into business with me."
Su Mang had no doubt about this and said happily, "So we have another helper?"
Fu Yun chuckled dryly, "There's nothing wrong with saying that."
In fact, it's not just one more person; once General Qian's personnel are settled, there might be more than the number of personnel in a detachment.
Before Su Mang could ask anything else, Fu Jun glanced at the flyers in her hand and changed the subject: "How many are left? I'll go to the store and get the rest so we can finish distributing them as soon as possible and go back to rest."
Su Mang quickly replied, "No need, no need, this is all I have; the rest have already been sent out."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yun stretched out her hand: "Then share some with me, let's distribute them together."
Unexpectedly, Su Mang's expression suddenly changed. She threw away the promotional leaflet in her hand, grabbed Fu Yun's wrist, and asked in alarm, "Young master, what happened to your hand?"
Fu Jun then remembered her hand injury, but she hadn't expected Su Mang to react so strongly. She quickly explained, "It's nothing, I just tripped and fell, and my palm got scraped on the ground, breaking the skin a little. I had it bandaged to prevent infection."
Su Mang's panicked expression eased somewhat, and she said earnestly, "Young master, your health has always been weak, unlike others who are healthy. You must be extra careful."
Fu Yun: "..." What should I do if I'm not convinced by what you've said?
What else can we do? We can only endure it!
Who can blame Su Fuyun for having such a frail and sickly body, giving the impression of being weak and delicate!
Although he couldn't refute it, it didn't stop him from angrily complaining in his heart: "Let me tell you, this is absolutely prejudiced. Anyone can see that I look much better these days. I'm no longer the delicate and frail Su Fuyun I used to be. But you're still looking at me with the same old perspective. Your deep-rooted perception should have been changed a long time ago, okay?"
Su Mang didn't know what Fu Yun was thinking, but as a martial artist, the fact that her palm was so carefully bandaged didn't seem like a minor injury. The young master must not be telling the truth.
Without saying a word, she grabbed his intact wrist and pulled him away: "Stop it, I'll take you to see a doctor first, and have him prescribe some more medicine to take home."
Fu Yun naturally wouldn't get any more medicine, and quickly withdrew her wrist: "No need, I've already seen a doctor, someone will bring the medicine in a little while."
Su Mang looked skeptical: "Is this really true?"
Fu Yun squatted down, picking up the flyers from the ground as she replied, "Why would I lie to you! Of course it's true, it should arrive in a bit."
He had barely finished speaking when a voice came from not far away: "Young Master Su."
Fu Yun looked up and saw the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard standing at the shop entrance, looking towards where he and Su Mang were.
"Hey! They're here."
Fu Yun stood up with the leaflet in hand and walked toward the deputy commander.
Su Mang's doubts deepened. The people who delivered the medicine were actually members of the Imperial Guard? Could it be that the young master went to see someone from the palace today?
Is it the Night Commander? Or someone else?
Could the man who left not long ago also come from the palace?
Even though she had many questions in her mind, she couldn't ask any more. She could only follow behind Fu Yun and walk towards the Imperial Guard.
The deputy commander of the Imperial Guards said respectfully, "Your medicine is all here. Are you going back? Do you need me to arrange a carriage to take you back, or do you have other plans?"
Fu Jun took the Chinese medicine from the other person and politely declined with a smile: "Thank you for going to the pharmacy for me, but you don't need to arrange for someone to take me back. I have other plans."
The deputy commander of the Imperial Guard nodded, not pressuring the matter further.
"Alright, I'll be going now. Young Master Su, please be careful on your way back and avoid taking deserted paths."
Fu Yun smiled and replied, "I will, thank you for your concern."
The deputy commander of the Imperial Guard took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned back, snatched the leaflet from Fu Yun's hand, glanced sharply at Su Mang, and then said with a half-smile, "I'll keep these for you. I think my boss will definitely be interested in them."
Fu Yun: "..." No, have you misunderstood something? Your boss isn't interested in my flyers, but in that honest and straightforward Lu Zhisheng.
Can we get this flyer back? Of course not. After all, the other party just delivered the medicine a moment ago.
Su Mang stared blankly at the departing figure of the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, feeling as if she had been inexplicably targeted again.
I don't know who I offended today? Why does everyone who comes seem to dislike me?
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