Occasional Seizures, Brilliant Plans Emerge

Outside the Six Gates.

Lu Xiaofeng straightened his clothes, put the stack of counterfeit banknotes in his hand into his embrace, and turned back to say, "You two aren't planning on following me forever, are you? It's one thing for Hua to be the notary, but you're my opponent!"

"Who cares? I'm just here to listen to the evidence. After all, Zhu Ting is the only clue right now."

Zhou Ming waved his hand, "Since I already know the other clues, I'll go investigate myself."

With that, he left directly.

Hua Manlou said, "Brother Lu, you should be more proactive. If Brother Zhou mobilizes his subordinates, he might actually win against you."

"What's the use of having more people?"

Lu Xiaofeng pointed to his head, "Solving cases relies on this!"

"If that's the case, then I wish Brother Lu victory."

"You're too kind, too kind!"

Zhou Ming returned home. Chun Hua saw him and asked curiously, "Young master, weren't you going to compete with Lu Xiaofeng in solving cases? Why are you back already?"

"It doesn't matter. Sharpening the axe won't delay the woodcutting. I'll organize my thoughts first. If there's nothing important, don't disturb me."

"Yes."

Zhou Ming walked into the study and slowly recalled the plot of this segment.

This story began seven years ago.

Seven years ago, Luo Ma was not yet the Gold-Clad Constable, nor had he partnered with Jiang Long. An area showed signs of a plague, and he was ordered to handle it.

The plague in that area had not spread, and except for the severely infected, everyone else could be saved.

At this time, Luo Ma discovered that Yue Qing, another successor of the Luban Divine Axe Sect, was living in seclusion there with his daughter, and Yue Qing had also been infected with the plague.

By then, Zhu Ting was already famous and had long assisted the court in completing the master plates for the Datong Money House banknotes.

Looking at this other successor of the Luban Divine Axe Sect, an idea gradually formed in Luo Ma's mind...

He secretly cured Yue Qing, but replaced him with another person, and then took Yue Qing and his daughter away, imprisoning them and forcing them to create the master plates for the banknotes.

At the same time, he contacted Boss Qian, the general manager of all seventy-two branches of the Datong Money House nationwide.

Although Boss Qian was the general manager and received a very high salary, the daily turnover in his hands was an astonishing number, which made him develop even greater greed.

Thus, he agreed to cooperate with Luo Ma.

Together, they built a money pit in the mountains outside the capital that made countless wealthy people spend money like dirt – Jile Tower.

Jile Tower only accepted pure gold and silver or other precious items, but after exchange, they could take away banknotes.

Naturally, these were the counterfeit banknotes they manufactured.

These wealthy individuals would take the banknotes all over the country, and when they went to the money house to redeem them, no one could tell the difference between real and fake.

Coupled with Boss Qian's help in covering it up.

This matter had not been exposed until now.

However, as more and more counterfeit banknotes were printed, someone would eventually notice something was wrong. Moreover, real banknotes had serial numbers. Even if the manufacturing process, techniques, secret codes, and methods were all identical, when serial numbers overlapped, one of the two identical serial numbers must be fake!

Therefore, even without Zhou Ming's exposure, this lid could no longer be kept shut.

After Luo Ma realized the matter was exposed, he made a plan... or rather, he had already prepared a way to escape.

That was to let Jile Tower take the blame, thus allowing himself and Boss Qian to escape.

But, as things developed, he realized that this alone might still have loopholes.

So, he decided to throw his partner, Boss Qian, into the water as well.

Boss Qian was naturally unaware of this and had been cooperating until the very end when he finally understood.

Of course, none of this was hidden from Lu Xiaofeng, who was responsible for investigating the matter.

In the end, Luo Ma was brought down.

Zhou Ming remembered this plot. By working backward from the result, finding evidence and then capturing Luo Ma and Boss Qian would be as easy as pie.

So, he was sure to win this competition!

But that was his previous thought!

Now, a competition?

What competition?!

"People must learn and grow through their mistakes! Lu Xiaofeng, this time you will pay the price for your mistakes!"

Mistake: Refers to Zhou Ming's foul-mouthed fishing technique.

"You can insult my character, but you absolutely cannot insult my dream!"

Dream: Refers to catching a thousand catties of fish.

"So, this time... I must teach you a profound lesson! Hehehehehe!"

Outside the study.

Chun Hua shook her head helplessly.

Although Young Master usually seemed quite normal most of the time, there were occasional moments when he'd get a bit peculiar, coming up with ideas that others simply couldn't follow.

For example, one moment he'd be talking about Xie Yanker, and the next he'd declare he wanted to raise a dog.

Now, it seemed like he was having another one of those moments...

However, Chun Hua didn't find it strange.

Having been by Zhou Ming's side since childhood, she was accustomed to such things.

In the study.

Zhou Ming paced back and forth.

While he wanted to teach Lu Xiaofeng a lesson, Zhou Ming had no intention of causing him any actual harm, nor did he plan to kill him.

A living person... whether an enemy or a friend, could create more wonders.

He preferred to inflict significant mental damage on Lu Xiaofeng, much like he had done to Li Xunhuan before.

No killing, only attacking the heart!

However, Lu Xiaofeng was someone who wouldn't show his pain on his face, no matter how deep it was. Even if he showed any, it would usually be for a very short duration.

Moreover, Lu Xiaofeng had been present when Zhou Ming was making his wild deductions to specifically provoke Li Xunhuan.

Therefore, he absolutely could not do the same thing again.

Otherwise, not only would it be ineffective, but Lu Xiaofeng would also detect it immediately.

Additionally, time was also an issue.

It was best to do it soon.

Because Lu Xiaofeng was a wanderer, if Zhou Ming meticulously planned and prepared, he could indeed prepare more thoroughly, but by the time he wanted to execute the plan, Lu Xiaofeng would have likely wandered off somewhere unknown.

Therefore, it was best to act quickly while Lu Xiaofeng was currently tied up with the fake silver note case...

Hmm?

The fake silver note case?

A flash of inspiration struck Zhou Ming. He picked up a copy of 'Famous Detective Lu Xiaofeng' from his desk and smiled.

This plan... is brilliant!

Meanwhile.

Lu Xiaofeng arrived at Datong Money House and exchanged his fake silver notes for silver.

At this moment, Boss Qian was busy within the money house.

Both his partner Luo Ma and the family behind the business, the Hua family, had already informed him about the fake silver notes.

As the chief manager, he naturally had to work overtime on the Lantern Festival to handle this matter.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng arrive, Boss Qian recognized him at a glance. He stepped forward to greet him personally. Even though he had already realized that the silver notes Lu Xiaofeng used were fake, he still helped him exchange them for silver.

"Fourth, come here."

As Lu Xiaofeng walked out of Datong Money House, Boss Qian beckoned his confidant and whispered a few instructions.

Lu Xiaofeng, carrying the silver, turned and entered a grand restaurant. He booked the best private room and ordered the most expensive dishes and the most expensive wine.

Just as he was about to pour a glass of wine, he paused and put down the cup. "Waiter, bring me a pot of tea!"

"Certainly, esteemed guest."

The tea was brought over.

Since Lu Xiaofeng had money now, he naturally ordered the best tea.

However, no matter how good the tea was, it ultimately didn't taste as good as fine wine.

After drinking a cup of tea, Lu Xiaofeng touched his mouth, put down the teacup with a sigh, and picked up his chopsticks.

Suddenly, a dizzying sensation washed over his head.

It's over.

He'd been poisoned.