Evil of all ages

Chapter 22 Family Letter
“Sir, there are no ghosts or monsters in the world. If my father had become a ghost, how could I not know?”

Upon hearing this, Chang Xingde felt that Huang Taichu was trying to cover up the truth.

"Please accept it first. It doesn't matter if you think it's fake, but at least it gives us some peace of mind."

Chang Xingde forced the silver note into Huang Taichu's hand.

Seeing the silver notes being forced upon him, Huang Taichu could only accept them with a smile.

"My Uncle Ren and the others..."

Huang Taichu, who has a god-like perspective, is of course aware of Ren Zhengnian and his group's situation; he simply wants them to have a better life.

"Don't worry, I'll go to the mess hall later and tell them to have wine and meat every day."

Upon hearing this, Huang Taichu stopped talking and ate the food that Chang Xingde had brought.

"Di Qingtian doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, so who knows how long he'll cause trouble in prison."

"Please bear with us for now. After a while, we'll find a way to get him to look away from you."

Chang Xingde thought for a moment and then said.

"What if he keeps pressing me?"

When Huang Taichu heard Chang Xingde talk about us, he realized that the people in the prison were terrified of his evil father and were all ready to join forces to protect him.

“If he really becomes aggressive, then we can only arrange for you to fake your death and send you out of the prison.”

In fact, Chang Xingde had another extreme method, which was to have Huang Taichu ask his father to kill Di Qingtian.

Why not them? Because the cost of killing them would be much higher.

Seeing that Huang Taichu didn't reply and was only focused on eating, Chang Xingde left.

Once Chang Xingde left, Huang Taichu discreetly stored the silver notes into his invisible spatial ring.

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, the jailer politely helped him clean up without him having to do so.

Lying on the clean bedding, Huang Taichu looked at Di Qingtian for a while through the Greedy World-Devouring Gu. Di Qingtian really knew how to cause trouble.

I'll lie down in the positions where the five men died, mimicking their postures. If I can't mimic them, I'll try to imagine them.

I'll go into the cell and talk to the inmates later.

He started talking to himself.

Seeing Di Qingtian causing such a commotion, Huang Taichu ignored him and closed his eyes to rest.

Even though he can go months without closing his eyes to sleep, as a human being, he still needs to follow a normal sleep schedule.

The next day

Huang Taichu squatted on the ground out of boredom, using his mental threads to control two ants to fight.

Around the two ants, there were many severed limbs and remains of other ants, clearly indicating that Huang Taichu had already damaged many ants before that.

"tread"

"tread"

"tread"

Someone is coming.

Huang Taichu looked up and saw Yin Tianyong standing next to Di Qingtian.

Yin Tianyong arrived at the prison gate and saw Huang Taichu squatting there, watching ants fight.

He thought Huang Taichu was really bored, that he broke off the ants' antennae that allowed them to sense their environment, put them together, and let them fight each other.

But the thought of being locked up in jail is indeed quite boring, so finding something to do seems perfectly normal.

"Come with me, the master wants to see you."

Yin Tianyong opened the cell door and said.

Huang Taichu got up and stretched, then followed Yin Tianyong with neither arrogance nor servility.

Yin Tianyong naturally paid attention to the people the adults were keeping an eye on, but the more he secretly observed them, the more alarmed he became.

Even after Huang Taichu was delivered to the adults, his heart was still not at peace.

"Sir, you've already determined that I'm the real culprit, so why bring me here instead of sending me to the market to be beheaded?!"

Huang Taichu's tone carried a hint of provocation.

"Stop pretending. You already know what you need to know, so why pretend to be indignant?"

Di Qingtian remained calm, as if he hadn't heard the slight provocation in Huang Taichu's tone.

"Sir, I don't understand what you're saying."

Huang Taichu wiped the corner of his mouth and pretended to be confused.

But the smear on his lips was particularly irritating. Seeing Huang Taichu's provocation and his feigned ignorance, Yin Tianying really wanted to draw his sword and hold it to Huang Taichu's neck, asking him how he dared to be so arrogant.

"I don't know if you're faking it or if you really believe that your father is the one committing evil deeds in the prison."

"You think you can act with impunity just because your father is protecting you."

Di Qingtian observed Huang Taichu's expression and said.

“Sir, in order to investigate the case, you first tricked me with words and then locked me up overnight. It would be a lie to say that I have no complaints against you.”

"I dare to speak to you like this, and I'm not afraid of you, because I already know who you are."

"Your status is the reason I dare to speak to you like this."

"Because you are the legendary detective Di Qingtian, as long as I haven't committed a crime, even if I'm rude to you, you won't do anything to me."

"As for my dead old man, hehe, if he really existed, I wouldn't have been bullied by Shi Boyi and the others for a year."

Huang Taichu said without any psychological pressure.

Can you explain why you've suddenly changed so much?

Even though Di Qingtian had his own considerations, he still looked at Huang Taichu with a blank expression.

"I don't know. Maybe when people suppress their emotions for too long, extreme negative emotions force them to grow."

Huang Taichu was talking nonsense with a straight face.

Di Qingtian didn't reply, but quietly watched Huang Taichu for a while.

"Today, Warden He and a group of prison guards came to pressure me to release you, saying that without evidence they cannot keep you locked up as a criminal."

"I agreed."

“Not only you, but I’ve also released your colleagues. You can go back to your duty now, but you can’t leave the prison.”

Di Qingtian said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Huang Taichu shrugged and prepared to turn and leave.

"Wait, here's another letter from home for you."

Di Qingtian called Huang Taichu over, removed a book from the table, revealing a letter underneath.

A letter from home!?
Huang Taichu was somewhat surprised to hear that there was a letter from his family.

His uncle's family and sister couldn't write him letters, so his younger brother, who had gone to join the army, was the only one who could write to him.

Ordinary soldiers were not allowed to write letters home; only officers in the military were.

His brother became a military officer?
He is only 17 years old!
Huang Taichu looked at the letters on the table; they already showed signs of having been opened.

This is normal; when officers write letters home, there is a possibility of leaking military secrets.

Letters from the military to family members undergo at least three rounds of review.

Before the letters were sent out from the military, they had already been reviewed by the military to ensure that they did not involve classified issues such as military defenses.

After that, the letters were relayed through post stations and local government offices, where special personnel were assigned to check them.

Only if there are no problems will it be delivered to their family.

After going through these layers of review, it can take anywhere from one or two months to three or four months for a letter to reach the family.

This is still based on the principle of proximity, and you have to understand that transportation in ancient times was very poor.

If the journey is long, it could take a year or two.

This only applies to junior and mid-level officers; senior officers have different vetting processes.

"I've read your letter. Is it alright?"

What could possibly be the connection? We acted first and asked questions later, why are you still asking?

But there's really nothing to care about. They've already been reviewed and scrutinized by so many people, so one more Di Qingtian won't make a difference.

"I never imagined you would have such an amazing younger brother, who became a centurion at such a young age."

Di Qingtian couldn't help but look at Huang Taichu with newfound respect. It was truly rare to have a younger brother who became a centurion at the age of 17.

Centurion!
Huang Taichu thought that his younger brother should have a great opportunity in the army, and that the opportunity was not small, which is why he became a centurion at a young age.

Di Qingtian asked Yin Tianying to give the family letter to Huang Taichu and waved for him to go back and read it at his leisure.

Huang Taichu received the letter and, without the slightest hesitation, turned and left.

"Tianyong, your expression has been off ever since we last met. What did you notice about him?"

Di Qingtian had noticed Yin Tianyong's situation long ago, and he had been very nervous ever since he brought Huang Taichu with him.

(End of this chapter)