Eye-Sending Method

"How did Qiao Zi'ang die?"

Xu Yuan looked blank and said, "I don't know..."

Fu Jingyu interrupted, "You don't need to deny it. We in the Qu Hui Division have special methods that can confirm Qiao Zi'ang died by your hand."

Xu Yuan still looked blank. "What are you talking about? How can you accuse me out of thin air?"

After several near-death experiences, Xu Yuan was no longer easily tricked.

Fu Jingyu continued in his usual methodical manner, "Qiao Zi'ang deceived his superiors and covered up his actions, sending living people to the Strange beings in Ghost Witch Mountain for Blood Food. We've been watching him for some time and were about to make our move when he suddenly died."

Song Lu, standing beside him, added, "We just want to know the details of Qiao Zi'ang's death. We're not here to arrest you, but to investigate further into who else colluded with him to send the citizens of our Huangming to the Strange."

Fu Jingyu supplemented, "It would be best if we could lure out and hunt down those Strange beings in Ghost Witch Mountain who plotted against our Huangming citizens."

Xu Yuan continued to shake his head blankly. "I really don't know. This has nothing to do with me. I was just a lowly errand boy at Master Qiao's post station. When I returned from gathering firewood in the mountains, the entire post station was blown up!

I hid in town for two days before running back."

Song Lu lost her patience and slammed the table, shouting, "Xu Yuan! Don't harbor any illusions! Since we found you, you'd better confess honestly. This is your last chance!"

Xu Yuan looked aggrieved. "I really don't know! If I had the ability to kill a big shot like Master Qiao, why would I have to go to Qihetan Town to work for him?"

Fu Jingyu's left hand moved swiftly, recording every word spoken by everyone during the entire interrogation in his notebook.

"Fine," he said helplessly. "You don't trust us, but we truly have no intention of deceiving you. We're staying at the county yamen these few days. If you change your mind, you can come find us."

Then, he added a reminder, "Qiao Zi'ang's accomplices will likely try to silence witnesses. Be careful these next few days."

Fu Jingyu packed up his belongings and said to Song Lu, "Let's go. We'll investigate others first."

Song Lu reluctantly got up and left with him. At the doorway, she sneered and turned back, "Do you really think we have no evidence? That we can't punish you?"

Xu Yuan spread his hands. "If I didn't do it, you can't just find someone to take the fall because you can't find the real culprit."

"You!" Song Lu was furious, but Fu Jingyu pulled her away.

As the two left the courtyard, Song Lu angrily said, "We're just going to let this kid brush us off with a few words? Uncle Yan's 'Algorithm' clearly calculated that the killer was him!"

Fu Jingyu replied, "That can't be used as evidence in court. It can only be used as a reference for our investigation."

If a Law Cultivator used an "Algorithm" to determine someone was a suspect and then convicted them based on that, then if the Law Cultivator harbored malicious intent, they could easily frame an innocent person.

For cases involving the lower third-rate, Law Cultivators could directly "calculate" the "answer." However, for the middle third-rate and above, they could usually only calculate a vague range.

Moreover, there were many mysterious methods in the world that could mislead the results of an "Algorithm."

Song Lu crossed her arms and snorted, "I saw it yesterday! After you heard the news of Qiao Zi'ang's death, you danced around a few times after turning away!"

Fu Jingyu did not deny it. "Of course I'm happy that someone like Qiao Zi'ang is dead. But you can't doubt my professional ethics. While I'm happy about Qiao Zi'ang's death, I won't let the killer go unpunished because of it. Little Song, we must adhere strictly to procedures when investigating cases."

Song Lu muttered a few words in a low voice, calling him "stubborn" and a "stiff ghost," but Fu Jingyu paid no mind.

"Let's go investigate the Datong Horse Carriage Company first. Qiao Zi'ang used them to buy several batches of servants, and these people eventually disappeared in Qihetan Town."

As they walked out of River Worker Alley, Fu Jingyu suddenly said in a low voice, "Wait for me a moment."

Fu Jingyu turned back towards the alley, clenched his left hand into a fist, formed a strange hand seal, and pointed at a magpie on the eaves of a house at the alley entrance from a distance.

The magpie spread its wings and flew up, circling and surveying the sky above River Worker Alley.

The magpie's eyes were Fu Jingyu's eyes. This "Eye-Sending Method" allowed him to see everything the magpie saw.

Song Lu was completely unaware, but Fu Jingyu had felt like someone was watching him since they entered the alley.

Song Lu raised her eyebrows, her face tinged with anger. "Heh! Someone dares to spy on our Qu Hui Division? They must have the courage of a bear and the heart of a leopard..."

The two cooperated seamlessly. As soon as Fu Jingyu cast his spell, Song Lu understood what was happening.

But before she could finish speaking, she saw the magpie in the air suddenly stiffen all over and fall straight down!

Fu Jingyu grunted, closed his eyes in pain, and tears mixed with a trickle of blood slid down from the corners of his eyes.

The magpie landed with a thud at their feet, its brains splattering, a gruesome sight!

"Who!?" Song Lu supported Fu Jingyu and roared in question at the entire River Worker Alley.

No one answered her. At the alley entrance, there was only a mixed-meal shop. An old woman with snow-white hair, meticulously combed, sat at the entrance with a kind smile, looking at her.

Aunt Wang showed no fear of Song Lu's challenging gaze, nor did she offer any response.

It really wasn't this old woman. Who told them to provoke Xu Yuan? He's the reverse scale of that old monster.

If they weren't from the Qu Hui Division, that young man's eyes would have been lost.

"Let's go back first." Fu Jingyu, with his eyes tightly shut, restrained Song Lu, who was about to erupt. Song Lu stomped her foot fiercely and helped him leave.

Xu Yuan was reminded by the two from the Qu Hui Division: "Qiao Zi'ang still has accomplices!"

"Nothing much has happened these past few days, so I'll stay home peacefully for a few days."

"If his accomplices want to silence witnesses, they'll have to come to River Worker Alley to find me. As long as they enter the alley, hehehe..."

In the county town, or more specifically, within River Worker Alley, Xu Yuan truly had nothing to fear!

Although Xu Yuan couldn't stay cooped up in River Worker Alley forever, for now, he was in the light while the enemy was in the dark. Why should he risk going out?

Might as well stay home and wait for the rabbit.

This isn't Qihaitai, this is River Worker Alley! With so many elders around, they won't let me get taken advantage of.

If I catch the assassin sent to silence me, I'll have a lead, and then I can turn the tables, becoming the one who knows while the enemy is in the dark.

Xu Yuan was at home cultivating Aunt Wang's Five Tripod Cooking.

To raise his Pill Cultivator level.

His Stepmother returned at noon and was surprised to find Xu Yuan hadn't gone out. Why has this guy suddenly become so well-behaved?

Wangjing Ward, Master Qiao's mansion was draped in white mourning.

The news of Qiao Zi'ang's death had finally returned.

A mourning hall had been set up in the center of the front courtyard, and the entire household was filled with sorrow. Qiao Zi'ang's wives and concubines knelt before the brazier, crying their hearts out.

He had many wives and concubines, but none had given him a son or daughter.

What he did had greatly damaged his karma; this was retribution!

Friends and old acquaintances from the city came to pay their respects, but Master Qiao's nephews were all in other counties.

Some servants and maids had already secretly hidden away valuable items, and the wives and concubines had long since secured deeds and property titles.

By the time they woke up tomorrow morning, perhaps not even half the people in this mansion would remain.

By the time his nephews arrived to fight over the family fortune, the Qiao mansion would likely have nothing left.

The Qiao family was already in a state of collapse.

It's strange... As soon as I mention my ranking going up, I get pushed down...

This time I'll try the opposite: My ranking is dropping fast!

I ask for your strong support!