"You're good in every way, except for one thing: you're too indecisive. You need to understand that you're about to become Martial Artist. How can you achieve great things without a heart as strong as steel? Don't let me hear you plead for Jiang Fan again!"
"I understand." Jiang Youtian lowered his head, appearing as if he had humbly accepted the lesson, but in reality, he was overjoyed.
The Jiang Family waited all night, but no news came back from the bodyguards until dawn.
Jiang Qifeng, with dark circles under his eyes, said, " Butler Zhou, send men to find their whereabouts."
"Yes, boss."
Just as dawn broke, Jiang Fan was awakened by the barking of Big Black in the yard.
He went to the window and looked outside, where he saw Old Wu and Xiao Qian in their uniforms.
Why are they here?
Old Wu saw Jiang Fan through a corner of the open curtain. He smiled at Jiang Fan and gestured for him to come out.
After changing out of his pajamas, Jiang Fan went out with a suspicious feeling.
Old Wu looked a little awkward. He cleared his throat. "Are you feeling better?"
Jiang Fan nodded. "I wasn't seriously injured; I'll be fine after a night's rest."
That's a bit of an understatement. Yesterday, Jiang Fan fought against Bing 78, and the disparity in strength caused him to suffer severe injuries. His internal organs were almost shattered. Fortunately, Wei Cangyue gave him a Body Restoration Pill, which allowed him to recover about 70-80% in such a short time.
"Well, that's good... that's good... Actually, I came here for two things. First, I wanted to thank you."
"Thank me?"
"Yes, you may not know, but my daughter was also kidnapped yesterday. If you hadn't discovered the hideout in time and those criminals hadn't moved it, I'm afraid I would never have seen my daughter again in this lifetime."
Hearing what Old Wu said, Jiang Fan suddenly realized what was going on, and then he didn't say anything, waiting for Old Wu to bring up the second matter.
Old Wu sighed, embarrassed, and said, "That F-grade alloy greatsword—"
"It's mine," Jiang Fan said.
Old Wu opened his mouth, revealing a smile that was even uglier than a grimace.
"That's right, the weapon needs to be temporarily handed over to the Police Bureau; that's the procedure. Don't worry, I'll definitely return it to you once the case is closed."
Jiang Fan frowned. "Do we really have to hand it over?"
Old Wu nodded, then added, "There's one more thing. As a witness, you also need to come with me to the Police Bureau for evidence collection."
Jiang Fan knew he had no reason to refuse, so he went to the Police Bureau with Old Wu.
To Jiang Fan's surprise, the person in charge of taking evidence from him was actually Wei Cangyue.
After pouring Jiang Fan a glass of water, Wei Cangyue sat down opposite him and began to observe him with a scrutinizing gaze.
Jiang Fan calmly picked up the water glass, intending to take a sip, but when he touched it to his lips, it was too hot, so he put it down.
The entire process was quite relaxed, without the slightest tension.
Wei Cangyue withdrew his gaze from the cup Jiang Fan had put down and returned it to Jiang Fan's face.
"I heard from Old Wu that you were the one who said that the Mid-Stage First Rank Martial Artist was killed by a passing expert?"
"Um."
You saw it with your own eyes?
"I saw him, but not very clearly. It was too dark, and he was quite far away. Plus, that expert moved extremely fast, killing the person and leaving immediately, so I didn't get a good look at his face."
Wei Cangyue narrowed his sharp, eagle-like eyes and stared at Jiang Fan. "You said the expert's movements were so fast that you didn't even have time to see clearly before that Mid-Stage First Rank thug was killed?"
"Yes."
"You're lying." Wei Cangyue's voice suddenly turned icy.
Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged.
Old Wu, who was sitting to the side taking notes, suddenly raised his head, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Wei Cangyue and Jiang Fan.
"How did I lie?" Jiang Fan asked.
Wei Cangyue: "I've carefully examined the scene. There are obvious signs of a struggle. The lamppost was smashed and broken, and the person who broke it was definitely not that Mid-Stage First Rank thug, because there are no marks on his body that would cause the lamppost to break. Not only that, there are other signs of a struggle, all of which are enough to show that the First-Rank Martial Artist and his opponent had fought several times. Yet you say that a passing expert quickly dealt with the First-Rank Martial Artist thug. Don't you think there's a huge contradiction between these two things?"
Jiang Fan: "I'm just stating the facts I saw objectively. As for what you're saying, I'm unaware of it."
Before Wei Cangyue could speak, Jiang Fan continued, "Furthermore, I risked my life to find the hideout and report it. Logically, I should be rewarded by you, and even a bonus wouldn't be unreasonable. Instead, I'm sitting here being interrogated like a criminal. Also, I'm your student, and you're my instructor. You should be on my side. So, logically and emotionally, shouldn't you, as my instructor, protect me?"
These words left Wei Cangyue speechless. He raised his thick, dark eyebrows and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table.
Jiang Fan picked up the water glass; the water wasn't so hot anymore, at least he could drink it after blowing on it.
For a moment, the only sound in the interrogation room was the slow, deliberate sipping of water by Jiang Fan.
Old Wu's gaze kept shifting between Jiang Fan and Wei Cangyue, his mind unsettled and his expression complex.
A short while later, Xiao Qian knocked on the door and came in, looking at Wei Cangyue.
" Instructor Wei, the DNA comparison results you asked me to do are in."
Upon hearing this, Wei Cangyue immediately stood up and walked outside.
Jiang Fan looked puzzled, wondering what kind of DNA comparison could have made Wei Cangyue so excited?
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Wei Cangyue suddenly stopped, grinned at him, and revealed a set of bright white teeth.
"Do you want to know what kind of DNA comparison I did?"
Jiang Fan remained silent.
Regardless of whether Jiang Fan wanted to know or not, Wei Cangyue continued with a smile, "Actually, I was at the scene. I found a pool of blood next to that broken lamppost. Based on my deduction, the blood definitely didn't belong to the perpetrator, so—guess whose it is?"
Jiang Fan:!!!
"Thump! Thump thump! Thump thump thump!" Jiang Fan's heart was pounding faster and faster, and he felt his breathing rhythm becoming erratic.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Fan regained his composure and remained as steadfast as a mountain.
In fact, Jiang Fan had concealed it quite well, but Wei Cangyue still caught that moment of abnormality.
Wei Cangyue's smile grew wider and wider. He glanced at Jiang Fan with interest before leaving with Xiao Qian.
After everyone had left, Jiang Fan subconsciously frowned.
Time ticked by, and Jiang Fan remained alone in the interrogation room. He sat quietly in his chair, awaiting the impending storm.