I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Looking at the scene, Zhang Yangqing said, "I feel that the eldest young lady knew something from the beginning, so she kept reminding the second young master."

The second young master's face turned cold: "Remind me? Does she have such good intentions? She'd rather I die."

Zhang Yangqing was too lazy to explain. "It's your family's business, it has nothing to do with me."

Not long after, the second young master's men came to report that they had searched many places but could not find any trace of the eldest young lady.

Zhang Yangqing analyzed, "The young lady has probably gone underground now, so we need to find the entrance to the underground."

The Seventh Young Master chimed in, "Finding it won't do any good, we don't have the authority to go down."

Zhang Yangqing's lips curled up slightly: "I think there is one person who does."

The second young master asked, "Who?"

Zhang Yangqing said, "Miss Jiu might have it, because there are some permissions she herself might not even know about."

Strangely enough, during this second phase, Miss Jiu seemed to be a neutral being, and no one dared to harm her.

However, there are many unsolved mysteries surrounding her, such as the possibility that she is the mistress's daughter.

Just then, Zhang Yangqing heard another meow.

It's even closer than the previous two times; it feels like we're already inside the building.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clear, coming from around the corner of a corridor, as if it were waiting for him.

That sense of danger was drawing ever closer.

The second young master was still struggling with the question: "What do we do now? The trail has gone cold."

Zhang Yangqing said, "If the young lady really isn't the murderer, and she left in a hurry, she should have left some clues. Let's keep looking."

The group searched the room again, but all they found were books.

Zhang Yangqing's gaze fell on the neatly stacked, undamaged books, and he asked, "Does Miss enjoy reading?"

The second young master nodded: "That's right. When the eldest sister was young, she taught her younger siblings how to cultivate, so she knows a lot."

Zhang Yangqing casually asked, "Did she teach you too?"

The second young master's expression changed slightly: "Yes."

Then he paused for a moment and continued, "But what do you mean by that?"

Zhang Yangqing shrugged: "Don't overreact. I didn't say anything, but I'm curious, why do you hate her so much?"

The second young master fell silent, his gaze fixed on the books, as if looking at something far away, or as if avoiding something.

The seventh young master raised his hand: "I know, but can I tell you, brother?"

He glanced at the second young master and asked cautiously.

The second young master glared at him, remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Go ahead and say it."

There are some things he doesn't actually want to face.

Seventh Young Master organized his thoughts, his voice much softer than usual: "Second Brother used to have a fiancée, who was very beautiful and the eldest daughter of a prominent family. They were very much in love, and Second Sister-in-law loved flowers."

He glanced at the second young master to make sure his expression wasn't too bad before continuing, "But one day, my second sister-in-law's entire family was wiped out, and my second sister-in-law was buried alive under a flower bed. Later, my second brother went to investigate and found out that it was my eldest sister and her men who did it."

"Later, my second brother questioned my eldest sister, but she didn't explain. In the end, it was the mistress who came out and calmed things down. But from beginning to end, my eldest sister never said why, so we have no way of knowing the reason."

After the Seventh Young Master finished speaking, he lowered his head, not daring to look at the Second Young Master's expression.

Since that incident, the relationship between the eldest young lady and the second young master has deteriorated to an extreme.

Zhang Yangqing finally understood.

Why does the second young master like flowers so much, yet never touch them? He likes flowers because he likes her, but he doesn't touch them because he's afraid of disturbing her.

Seventh Young Master was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Second Brother, I think that Eldest Sister did this mostly at the behest of the Mistress, because only..." Before he could finish speaking, Second Young Master slapped Seventh Young Master across the face.

The blow was loud; the Seventh Young Master was knocked to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

His men hurriedly helped him up.

The second young master's chest heaved violently, his voice as cold as ice: "Who gave you permission to question the mistress? Don't think that just because you're my brother I won't dare lay a hand on you! I will tell the mistress the truth of what you said today!"

The seventh young master wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said nothing more.

He knew he shouldn't say these things, and he also knew he had to be loyal to his mistress.

But this is something many people could have guessed, including the second young master himself.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yangqing finally understood the relationship.

For the young lady to wipe out the entire enemy family, and for her not to explain, to put it bluntly, she didn't even dare to mention who ordered her to do it, who else could it be but the mistress?

The fact that Seventh Young Master was able to say it shows a certain sense of righteousness.

The second young master hit him, not because he really wanted to, but because he didn't want to face the consequences.

He didn't understand why his mistress had killed his fiancée's entire family, but out of absolute loyalty to her, he couldn't question her, nor did he have the right to.

So all the anger could only be directed at the young lady.

Zhang Yangqing had gathered enough intelligence and felt that some things were starting to match up.

After calming down the second and seventh young masters, Zhang Yangqing left to go back and review the surveillance footage for any clues.

He replayed the footage in reverse, searching for the places where the young lady had appeared.

She has appeared in photography studios, restaurants, and libraries, and more than once.

The last thing we see is the library.

He knew very well that there were no secret passages in the library. He had enormous authority in the library, and if there were, he would have known about them.

Looking at the map, Zhang Yangqing had a thought: Could it be that there is something special about the routes in these three places?

He began traveling back and forth between these three places.

The photography studio went to the library, the restaurant went to the library, and the photography studio went to the restaurant.

He walked very slowly, covering every route.

When he reached the third route, on his way back to the studio from the restaurant, he discovered that all three routes passed through the same room.

It was an ordinary door, just like any other door, with nothing special about it.

He pushed open the door, and inside was an ordinary classroom that couldn't be more ordinary.

The desks and chairs were crooked, there were still some writings on the blackboard that hadn't been erased, and several stacks of books were piled up in the corner, some of the spines of which had faded.

There was dust on the ground, but not thick, as if someone had been here during that time.

The melancholy voice beside him spoke up in a strange tone: "Big brother, should we tell the other two young masters about this information?"

Zhang Yangqing shook his head: "No need, those two are pig-brains, useless, and their strength is average. As long as they stick together and don't die, that's fine."

After saying that, Zhang Yangqing asked the red-haired psychic to call Miss Jiu over, and then pushed open the door and went inside.

The classroom was a mess, with notes scattered on the desks, the handwriting messy.

A rough map was tucked among the pile of books in the corner, but you could make out the relative positions of some rooms.

In the lower right corner of the map, there's a marker with no text, just a small arrow pointing downwards, like some kind of hint. (End of Chapter)