How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 79 I was framed; he is the real murderer.

Night falls, and the full moon hangs in the sky.

Home.

courtyard.

After finishing his cultivation, Lin Fan sat at the stone table with some Arisaema in front of him and teacups and teapots beside him. Like an ordinary person, when he calmed down, he admired the moon and peeled melon seeds and peanuts.

However, the herbs he ate were poisonous.

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【Thousand-Pound Staff Technique (Beginner 708/1000)】

【The Unity Body Refinement Method (Beginner Level 56/2000)】

[Beginner Whip Techniques (Introduction 125/300)]

[Toxicity Resistance: LV1 (75/300)]

Good progress, steady advancement.

"I thought there were experts in the world, but the two attendants protecting Ning Yu are just ordinary people, not experts at all. What am I still expecting?"

Lin Fan picked up a piece of Arisaema heterophyllum, examined it for a moment, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it expressionlessly.

If things continue to develop as they are now...

He was worth an entire country.

It's not difficult.

The only thing to be aware of is that there will indeed be times when you feel exhausted.

However, he was still in the early stages of mastering the Bloodline Unification Body Refinement Technique. Now, with the improvement of his proficiency, he could clearly feel the increase in his own strength.

Wait until you reach the level of minor success, major success, and perfection.

What an amazing improvement that would be!

It’s scary to think about it.

"A wonderful world."

"The world belongs to everyone."

"No... the world is mine."

Lin Fan smiled, his smile growing brighter and brighter. No matter what the truth of this world was, his thought remained the same: to have a good time and make sure his trip was worthwhile.

……

The next day.

In their spare time, the people talked about things related to the government office.

This is currently the busiest place in Yong'an. If you ask who is the busiest right now, it must be the coroners. More than sixty heads have been sent over, and they are asked to stuff lime into the heads to prevent decay.

This is a huge amount of work.

And they also had to endure the smell of decay.

Ironworks.

Bare-chested, dark-skinned laborers continuously pushed iron ore into the iron smelting workshop, while smelted iron ingots were transported out, weighed, marked, and sent to the warehouse.

At the registration desk, the ambassador of the Ironworks, dressed in official robes, sat alone at a small table with a charcoal stove and a pot on it. The pot contained spicy tofu and some Chinese cabbage.

The ambassador had a clove of garlic, a bite of spicy tofu, and a sip of porridge.

They lived a very carefree life.

If we were to say who was most comfortable at the Iron and Steel Institute, it would undoubtedly be this ambassador.

Despite his low-ranking official position, he still holds considerable power here, deciding the fate of over a hundred people. Everyone who sees him must respectfully address him as Ambassador Hao.

He knew about what had happened at the police station recently.

It was all very lively and bustling.

But he wasn't envious at all.

They even felt that doing so many things and being loved by the people was pointless.

They're as busy as dogs.

It's nowhere near as relaxed and carefree as he is.

Even if offered the position of Registrar, he wouldn't change it.

Sudden.

Ambassador Hao, who was drinking his porridge with his head down, caught a glimpse of a constable's shoes in front of him out of the corner of his eye. He looked up abruptly and saw a constable and Zhu, the county magistrate's clerk, standing in front of him. Behind them were several constables with swords.

"Oh, Lord Zhu, what brings you here?" Ambassador Hao greeted him warmly, completely oblivious to the seriousness of the matter.

He just felt a sense of nervousness.

After all, if Clerk Zhu is here, what are the constables from the Public Security Bureau doing following him?

Zhu, the registrar, said impartially, "Hao Fei, the county government and the police station are going to interrogate you. Put down everything you're doing and come with us now."

"Ah!?" Hao Fei's expression changed drastically, and he said in a panic, "Registrar Zhu, what exactly happened that requires such a large mobilization? You know that I work diligently at the ironworks and dare not be careless in any way."

Zhu Zhu waved his hand dismissively, "It's no use telling me this. Save your words for when we get there."

Xu Ming waved his hand, and the constables behind him immediately seized Hao Fei.

Xu Ming looked at the remaining constables and said, "Go and take away all the ironworks' account books for the past two years. Don't leave out a single one. Also, leave two people to go to the warehouse and reweigh all the iron ingots there."

"Yes."

The constables sprang into action.

At this moment, Hao Fei's face turned very ugly, and he was in a panic. Could it be that he had been discovered? But that shouldn't be the case, because he had done a very discreet job, and the accounts were perfect.

Absolutely nothing will be found.

"I'm innocent! I'm innocent!" Hao Fei cried out.

Zhu, the registrar, angrily retorted, "I haven't even said what you did, so why are you claiming to be wronged?"

Hao Fei said with a bitter face, "Lord Zhu, isn't this a clear indication that I have a problem?"

He didn't bother to say much about it, but instead turned his gaze to Xu Ming, knowing that this was Master Lin's confidant. With a fawning smile, he approached and said with a laugh, "Brother Xu, if you have the chance, please put in a good word for me with Master Lin. I'll be grateful for your help."

He sided with Yuan Jiang, which offended Master Lin.

He was repeatedly reprimanded by the county magistrate, who said, "If it weren't for my protection, you would have been finished long ago." Overwhelmed with gratitude, he presented the magistrate with a gift.

No matter what, I'm still very worried.

Therefore, he thought that if he could get someone close to Master Lin to say a few good words for him, the effect would definitely be better.

Xu Ming smiled but didn't say anything.

He had seen far too many people terrified by their own foreman, Lin.

The other party's request was within his expectations, and he wasn't surprised at all.

Zhu, the registrar, leaned close to Xu Ming, placing his sleeve in Xu Ming's palm. "Brother Xu, please help me out, please really help me out."

A silver note.

They were very proactive in giving it to me.

Xu Ming thought of what Brother Lin had told them.

People should live comfortably and enjoy life.

It's right that we don't take money from the people, but we've never stopped you from taking money from those lords and officials. Just remember not to leave any evidence against you.

Of course, it doesn't matter if there's something on you.

Taking money without doing anything doesn't count as embezzlement.

Xu Ming accepted the banknotes.

Zhu, the registrar, breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad he had accepted it and had no other thoughts.

After a long time.

The constables came out with the account books. Xu Ming and Zhu Zhushu exchanged a glance, nodded, and led the group away. Hao Fei, who was taken away, did not shout or make a fuss, obviously saving his strength to use when he had the chance.

……

County government.

Hao Fei stopped and looked up at the plaque. He had been here before, but now his heart was heavy. Several constables stood at the entrance, looking at him calmly.

For some reason, an invisible, immense pressure, like a surging tide, rolled over him, making him almost want to turn around and run away.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Xu Ming pushed his back.

Hao Fei staggered forward a few steps, took a deep breath to steady himself, and braced himself to step over the high threshold and walk inside.

Inside the county government courtyard, the solemn and dignified atmosphere almost solidified.

He saw three people sitting upright in armchairs under the wide eaves of the main hall in front of him. Under the shadows, a sense of oppression was about to crush him.

The one in the center, dressed in a black uniform with a sea pattern, is Lin Fan. The iron rod beside him gleams brightly, and it is said that he used this iron rod to sweep away the mountain bandits, staining his clothes with countless drops of blood.

On the left is Magistrate Zhou, who is holding a covered cup, casually skimming the tea foam and blowing on it. He seems nonchalant, but in fact, his eyes never leave him.

As for the woman on his right, she was a young woman he didn't recognize, but the way she stared at him intently, as if she wanted to devour him, gave him a chilling feeling.

Hao Fei walked forward step by step, each step heavy. He noticed a long table on one side of the courtyard, where a group of elderly men who looked like poor, pedantic scholars were sitting.

He recognized several of them; they seemed to be elderly gentlemen skilled in accounting.

He moved step by step to the center of the courtyard, each step trembling.

"This humble servant, Hao Fei, greets the three lords."

Magistrate Zhou raised his head slightly and looked at Hao Fei. "Hao Fei, let me introduce you properly. This is Lin, the head constable of the Security Bureau. He is now a well-known figure in the hearts of the people of Yong'an."

"This is the newly appointed Prefect of Security, Ning Dianshi."

"I have summoned you here today not for any other reason than to show you the right path."

"Do you have anything to say?"

Magistrate Zhou spoke in his usual bureaucratic tone, not saying much, but hoping that Hao Fei would confess on his own initiative, otherwise the situation would be very ugly if he were found out, and it would be basically impossible for him to survive.

Hao Fei trembled, lowered his head, and suppressed his panic. "Your Excellency, I have been wronged. I have worked diligently and conscientiously at the ironworks and have never made a mistake. Please investigate thoroughly."

They won't say anything.

Confess and you'll be treated leniently; otherwise, you'll spend the rest of your life in jail.

Resist strictly and go home for the New Year.

As long as I don't admit it, he doesn't believe you can find out.

"Alright, alright, don't blame me for not reminding you." Magistrate Zhou put down his teacup, making a crisp clinking sound. "If it's really discovered, it will be too late for you to speak up."

After saying that, he fell silent.

The bailiffs distributed the ironworks' account books for the past two years to the elderly gentlemen who were checking the books.

boom! boom! boom!
In a short while, the quiet courtyard was filled with the continuous sound of abacuses being turned.

The thuds of the collisions were torture for Hao Fei, making him tremble with fear. If he hadn't been so confident in the ledgers, he probably would have fainted on the spot.

After a long time.

The sound of the abacus stopped.

The elderly gentlemen whispered among themselves, checking their accounts and making arrangements.

An old man stood up, bowed to the three men under the eaves, and said, “Reporting to the three gentlemen, after our joint investigation, all the accounts of the ironworks over the past two years, including income, expenditure, warehousing, and losses, are consistent. The production of pig iron ingots on the books is exactly the same as the actual number of ingots in the warehouse.”

As soon as these words came out.

Hao Fei cried out in grievance, "You three sirs are all very discerning! This humble servant has truly been wholeheartedly devoted and has never engaged in any embezzlement."

Magistrate Zhou leaned over to Lin Fan and asked what to do next.
Lin Fan asked, "What was the output last month?"

The old man replied, "Your Excellency, last month's production was 50,000 catties."

What is the record for charcoal consumption?

"Reporting to Your Excellency, the accounts show that 300,000 catties of charcoal were consumed."

"What about the output the month before last?"

"Your Excellency, the output the month before last was 60,000 catties."

What about charcoal consumption?

"310,000 catties of charcoal."

Lin Fan's gaze fell on Hao Fei. Before Lin Fan could speak, Hao Fei hurriedly said, "Master Lin, you are unaware that the loss of charcoal cannot be fixed. Often, it takes five to eight pounds of charcoal to refine one pound of pig iron. This fluctuation is all within the regulations. Please understand, Master Lin."

Lin Fan smiled and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was once again very oppressive.

Hao Fei felt as if countless ants were crawling and biting all over his body, causing him great pain and discomfort.

There were footsteps.

Looking back, Hao Fei's face was deathly pale.

He hadn't expected that the manager in charge of the coal warehouse would be brought along.

Yang Ming clasped his hands and said, "My lords, the manager of the charcoal warehouse has been brought in."

The steward knelt respectfully and said:
"This humble servant, Gu San, greets the three lords."

Lin Fan looked down at him, his voice low.

"Gu San, last month, the Ironworks took away a total of how much charcoal from the charcoal warehouse under your management in several batches?"

Gu San took out the ledger, examined it carefully, and replied, "Reporting to you, sir, last month the ironworks transported 360,000 catties of charcoal. Each time it left the warehouse, I personally weighed it, recorded it, and had the person in charge sign it."

"Oh...?" Lin Fan looked at Hao Fei.

Hao Fei shouted, "Gu San, are you mistaken? I returned 60,000 catties of charcoal to you when we didn't use it all. You can't frame me like that!"

Gu San ignored Hao Fei and respectfully said, "Sir, I have a habit of handling everything in the coal warehouse myself. I personally check every single thing that goes in and out, and there will never be any discrepancies that are not recorded in the accounts. I am willing to guarantee with my life that there are absolutely no errors or omissions in the accounts."

"Okay." Lin Fan nodded and waved his hand. "Go down, this is none of your business."

"Yes, my lord."

Gu San stood up, bowed respectfully, and left the courtyard.

At this moment, Hao Fei was soaked in sweat, his breathing was rapid, and he was frantic, not knowing what to do.

Lin Fan tapped the coffee table lightly and said, "Are you going to confess now, or do you want to come back to the police station with me so I can interrogate you personally before you tell the truth?"

An immense pressure loomed over them.

Hao Fei wailed and begged for mercy, "My lords, spare my life! I was wrong, I know I was wrong. I was blinded by greed and had evil intentions. Please, my lords, spare my life!"

Snapped!
Magistrate Zhou slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage, the teacups clanging loudly. "You, Hao Fei! I told you to tell the truth, but you only realize your mistake when you're caught. I think you really don't know what's good for you. Tell me, where did you sell those iron ingots, and to whom?"

To be honest, Magistrate Zhou was a little flustered.

He knew that Lin Fan was investigating the armor, and on the surface, he was shifting the blame for the armor onto Sun Xiao, but how many armors were there anyway?

Three hundred thousand catties of charcoal produced fifty thousand catties of iron ingots. The charcoal warehouse contained thirty-six hundred thousand catties of charcoal, and the extra sixty thousand catties of charcoal could produce a full ten thousand catties of iron ingots.

So where did this iron ingot go?
This isn't just Hao Fei's problem anymore; he might be in big trouble too.

"I, I..." Hao Fei stammered, his words slurred, his face pale with anxiety, "I secretly sold it to the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce."

How much silver do you want for it?

Hao Fei said fearfully, "This humble servant sells it for two cents a pound, and last month I sold...sold for two hundred taels."

"You son of a bitch!" Magistrate Zhou roared, his beard bristling and eyes wide with rage. "Are you out of your mind? As the ambassador of the ironworks, selling pig iron privately is a capital offense. You're willing to risk your life for two hundred taels of silver, aren't you?"

"My lord, spare my life! I didn't just sell for a month; I've been selling for almost four years, making a total profit of 8,365 taels," Hao Fei said truthfully.

what! ?

what……

Magistrate Zhou's eyes widened, his legs straightened, and he leaned back in the armchair, twitching uncontrollably.

Lin Fan sighed softly, reached out and pinched Magistrate Zhou's philtrum, then took a sip of tea and spat it onto Magistrate Zhou's face. Magistrate Zhou shuddered and trembled all over before he finally came to his senses.

"Magistrate Zhou, don't panic. You'd better pray that this pig iron wasn't used to make armor," Lin Fan said.

"Yes, yes, we need to bring the people from the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce back for interrogation as soon as possible."

Magistrate Zhou was truly panicked.

The Anzhou Chamber of Commerce is a group of businessmen centered in Anzhou Prefecture and covering the surrounding counties. It uses Anzhou Prefecture as its name.

Yong'an has members of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce.

There's only one.

So besides him, no one else will buy it.

Now that bastard Hao Fei has been selling for almost four years, he must have hundreds of thousands of kilograms of pig iron. How many suits of armor and weapons could that make?

If this gets reported to higher authorities, he, as the county magistrate, will be held accountable and will likely be arrested as well.

He can't escape responsibility for dereliction of duty.

As far as he knew, to forge a full set of armor and weapons, even with the highest waste, 10,000 catties of pig iron could produce at least 200 sets.

That's two or three thousand a year, and almost ten thousand in four years.

If they were all used to make armor.

What else could this be but a rebellion?
Lin Fan waved his hand: "Yang Ming, take him back to the police station, keep a close watch on him, and continue the interrogation. Make him confess everything he needs to, without leaving anything out."

"I humble my position and take orders."

"Xu Ming, you and the men will come with me to the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce to arrest people. At the same time, you will arrange for two men to immediately go to the city gate and guard it, and not allow any members of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce to leave the city."

"Yes."

Subsequently.

The elderly accountants also left respectfully.

Only the three of them remained at the scene.

Ning Yu studied her master's methods very carefully. She was impressed by the interrogation process of Hao Fei, which did not start with the iron ingots but with the coal warehouse.

Come to think of it, the coal warehouse and the iron smelting institute are not the same organization.

There will definitely be flaws.

Not everyone wants to be executed.

"Master, I'll go back to the prefecture now and call for more people, in case the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce finds out about the situation in advance and tries to break through the checkpoints," Ning Yu volunteered.

"Hmm, not bad, you learn very quickly and are very smart. Obviously, you've thought carefully about what I told you last night," Lin Fan praised.

Ning Yu pursed her lips and puffed out her chest, but since she was flat-chested, there was nothing particularly impressive about her. However, she exuded a vibrant and energetic spirit, which was quite admirable.

"Go."

"Yes."

Ning Yu left in a flurry.

In Lin Fan's eyes, she was a crazy girl.

He finally understood why this girl with connections wanted to go to the police station; she clearly had the goal of punishing evil and upholding justice. She was more excited than anyone else when she heard about bad guys.

Pfft!
No sooner had Ning Yu left than Magistrate Zhou knelt down.

He grabbed Lin Fan's trouser leg, shouting desperately, "Master Lin, please save me! I beg you to have mercy and save me!"

Sudden.

"Master, should we split into two groups, one going to the city gate and the other to the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce?" Ning Yu returned and poked his head in through the entrance, asking.

But when I saw Magistrate Zhou kneeling in front of my master...

She was also blinking.

Why didn't he kneel when I was there?
He knelt down as soon as I left?
Is this a sign of disrespect towards me, Ning Yuning, the Clerk?

Lin Fan said, "Your idea is very good. You split your forces into two groups: one to the city gate and the other to monitor the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce's every move."

"Yes, master."

Ning Yu is gone.

Looking towards the door, Magistrate Zhou began pleading again, "Lord Lin, I know you are capable. Please help me. If you can help me through this difficult time, I will follow your lead and obey your every command."

Lin Fan helped Magistrate Zhou up and said, "Magistrate Zhou, I'll say it again: you'd better pray that the pig iron sold by the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce isn't used to make armor privately, and you'd also better pray that the pig iron can be recovered."

"Yes, yes, it's not too late. We need to hurry to the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce and control those guys. Come on, Mr. Lin, let's get going. We absolutely can't let them get the news and escape."

Magistrate Zhou silently prayed to his ancestors for eighteen generations to exert some effort below, hoping nothing bad would happen.

……

Anzhou Chamber of Commerce, Yong'an Branch. Cao Liang was receiving business guests in the living room. Many things had happened in Yong'an recently, indeed causing huge waves, but it had no impact on him. He was just a businessman.

Their family members weren't in Yong'an, so they weren't afraid that their children would run rampant in Yong'an and be caught by the local authorities.

As for the Fierce Tiger Gang and the Loyal Righteous Hall?
In his eyes, they were just a bunch of thugs and hooligans, a third-rate organization made up of uncultured bastards.

At that moment, his butler rushed in and whispered something in his ear.

Cao Liang frowned, his expression changed slightly, but he nodded calmly and said to the surrounding merchants, "Gentlemen, I still have some things to attend to. How about we talk again next time?"

The merchants rose, clasped their hands in greeting, and left.

After the merchants and customers had all left.

Cao Liang then looked at the steward and asked, "You said Hao Fei was taken to the county government office?"

"Yes, and they were escorted there by constables, with Registrar Zhu accompanying them," the steward said.

Cao Liang remained silent for only a few seconds before making a decision: "Prepare the car. Let's leave Yong'an now. Something must have happened. We can't stay here any longer."

"Yes, sir."

"and many more."

"Master, what is it?"

“You have someone impersonate me and go through the front door, while you come with me through the back door,” Cao Liang said.

"clear."

……

Cao Mansion.

Ning Yu and his constables hid in the alley and among the crowd, watching the Cao family's every move. When they saw several merchants come out...

She summoned her men and ordered them to capture the men once they were out of sight, without making a sound.

The officer nodded and led several brothers to carry out the order.

Just then, a carriage stopped at the gate of the mansion.

Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged, but his face was obscured by the carriage.

“Sir, should we arrest them or not? If we wait until they get on the carriage, it will be much harder to catch them,” Qian Tao asked.

"Grasp."

Ning Yu was very decisive and took the lead, rushing forward immediately. But then she suddenly remembered her master's words and stopped abruptly, looking around warily for any suspicious people.

At that moment, Qian Tao picked up a stick, shoved it into the carriage wheel, and pulled the people out of the carriage.

The man who was pulled out cried out in fear, "I am not Master Cao, I am not Master Cao."

“The clerk is not Cao Liang.”

Qian Tao shouted.

Ning Yu's eyes darted around, and she instantly realized that this was a diversionary tactic. She immediately shouted, "Someone, come with me to the back door."

After saying that, he drew his sword with a clang and quickly headed towards the back door.

When they arrived at the back door...

Suddenly, two figures came out from inside.

"Cao Liang, I am the clerk of the Security Bureau. I now order you to kneel down," Ning Yu roared.

Cao Liang was stunned and quickly climbed onto the carriage.

The butler shouted, "Master, you go first, I'll hold them off for you."

After saying that, the butler rushed towards Ning Yu.

Ning Yu remained calm, swung his sword, and the steward screamed and collapsed to the ground. Then, looking at the departing carriage, he roared, "Leave one person to restrain him, the rest of you follow me!"

After saying that, Ning Yu, with her long, slender legs, desperately chased after the carriage in the direction it had gone.

The officers who followed him saw that the clerk was so energetic.

I was stunned.

They really underestimated Ning Dianshi.

I never expected them to be so fierce in combat.

Without a second thought, he followed the official in pursuit.

at this time.

The carriage sped through the streets, and people scrambled to get out of its way, causing chaos in an instant.

Sitting in the carriage, Cao Liang's face was extremely grave; he hadn't expected the Public Security Bureau to act so quickly.

His only thought right now.

The priority is to leave Yong'an as soon as possible.

Absolutely cannot be caught.

Teahouse.

Qin Si was still drinking tea when he heard the commotion on the street. He frowned. Who the hell was so arrogant now, daring to cause trouble on Yong'an Street? He could hear the sound of horses' hooves and cart wheels. Weren't they afraid of Master Lin?

He walked to the railing and looked down.

I spotted Ning Yu at a glance.

This is Master Lin's apprentice.

"Grandma, what are you doing?" Qin Si called out.

Ning Yu didn't even look at it and said, "Arrest the fugitive."

Hey!
Qin Si immediately threw down his teacup, looked at the relatively honest underlings around him who relied on him for their livelihood, and said, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and help my aunt stop that carriage in front. Whoever stops it for me will get a hundred taels of silver."

Wow!

Men with rabies appeared.

The underlings ran frantically down the street, then mustered all their strength to chase after them.

Qin Si grabbed Peng Chang and said, "Go after them!"

at this time.

The city gate.

The city guards, unaware of the situation, hid in the shadows, watching the people coming and going. Their work was usually very monotonous.

If you see someone coming on foot, there's no need to check them.

When encountering someone delivering goods, approach them for inspection, checking the documents and the goods.

Work from morning till night.

It's incredibly boring.

At this moment, constables from the Public Security Bureau appeared, and the city guards immediately straightened their backs, because they saw the group of people, and walking at the front was none other than Master Lin.

Lin Fan said to Wu Yong, "Go and have them set up roadblocks."

"Yes."

Wu Yong immediately went to make arrangements.

And right now.

The dull thud of horses' hooves echoed throughout.

Lin Fan turned around and saw a carriage rushing towards him. He stood in the middle of the road, watching calmly and waiting, without any intention of giving way.

"Sir, there are people blocking the way," the coachman said.

"Run him over! Charge past him!" Cao Liang roared.

Now, no matter who's blocking the way, the result is the same: we just crash into them.

The carriage arrived quickly, without slowing down. Just as it was about to appear in front of him, Lin Fan roared, startling the galloping horse, which raised its front hooves and stomped them down heavily.

The moment the horse's front hooves landed, Lin Fan grabbed them and flung them violently, throwing the horse to the ground. The carriage tilted forward, and a scream rang out as Cao Liang tumbled from the carriage onto the ground.

The horse that Lin Fan had overturned tried to get up.

To prevent the horse from going berserk, Lin Fan slapped it unconscious, then walked over to Cao Liang, who was trying to get up, and stepped on his back, pressing him firmly to the ground, looking down at him from above.

"Master Cao, why the hell are you running away?"

And at this time.

Ning Yu appeared, panting, with the constables. Holding her back, she gasped, "Master, when did you arrive?"

"We just arrived not long ago." Lin Fan looked at Ning Yu's appearance; she seemed to have had a tough time running. He also noticed the blood on the sword blade. "Was there a fight just now?"

Ning Yu shook her head and waved her hand, saying, "No, it was this guy's butler who tried to buy him time to escape and charged at me, but I cut him down with one sword."

"Hmm, not bad. You're bold and unafraid, and you have the potential to succeed in this line of work."

"Master, what's the big deal? I have a sword, and he's empty-handed. How could I possibly avoid his attack?"

"hehe."

Lin Fan smiled and waved his hand, and immediately some constables took Cao Liang into custody.

Qin Si arrived with his henchmen.

When I saw Lin Fan.

"Master Lin," Qin Si said with a fawning smile.

"Hmm, what are you standing there for? Have you forgotten what I asked you to do?" Lin Fan said.

"Yep."

Qin Si snapped out of his daze, bowed and nodded, saying, "Master Lin, I'll be going now. Grandma, I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he left with his men.

"Why is he calling you 'Grandma'?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

Ning Yu said helplessly, "How would I know? It's so annoying. I'm so young, and you're making me sound old. But Master, I think he's probably afraid of me."

……

Security Prefecture.

Cao Liang was not imprisoned, but instead taken to an interrogation room and made to sit in an interrogation chair.

Magistrate Zhou paced back and forth beside Cao Liang, asking, "Tell me, where did you put all the pig iron ingots you bought from Hao Fei?"

Lin Fan sat there, drinking tea and casually flipping through the files. It wasn't his turn to take action yet, so it was good to rest.

Cao Liang said, "Magistrate Zhou, what are you saying? When did I, Cao, ever buy pig iron ingots? You can't frame me like this. No matter what, I am a member of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce. I demand that I be sent to Anzhou Prefecture. Our president and the prefect have a rule that members of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce must be sent to Anzhou Prefecture for trial no matter what they have done."

Wow!

Magistrate Zhou grabbed Cao Liang by the collar with both hands, his face contorted with rage, and roared, "I'm asking you, where exactly did you put the pig iron? Tell me, tell me!"

Magistrate Zhou, who had only ever wanted to make money, could no longer sit still in the face of the current situation.

My mind is completely in turmoil.

All he wants to know now is the whereabouts of the pig iron.

Cao Liang remained calm and composed, saying, "Magistrate Zhou, aren't you happy that I didn't buy them? If I really said that I bought pig iron ingots from Hao Fei, that would be a capital offense for you, a case of negligence in supervision. Are you really going to force me to admit to this crime?"

Magistrate Zhou took a deep breath.

What the other party said actually made sense. If it weren't for Lin Fan, he would have turned a blind eye and wouldn't have asked any further questions, but now there was no other way.

He agrees, but Lin Fan won't.

"Still being stubborn! Hao Fei has already confessed that you bought it. Tell me now, and you might still have a chance to live," Magistrate Zhou said angrily.

Cao Liang sighed and shook his head, saying, "Magistrate Zhou, who am I? I am a member of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce, with immense wealth. How much are pig iron ingots worth? Is it necessary for me to risk my life and offend others to earn such a small amount of silver?"

"Then why are you running? Why are you running?" Magistrate Zhou asked angrily.

Cao Liang smiled and glanced at Lin Fan, "If you're being chased by a dog, you definitely have to run. If you don't run and get bitten, who are you going to complain to?"

“You…” Magistrate Zhou had very little experience in interrogation and for a moment he didn’t know what to say.

at this time.

Lin Fan put down the case file, stood up and stretched, "Magistrate Zhou, let me do it. You'll be interrogating him for ages."

"Xu Ming, Yang Ming."

The door was pushed open.

"Foreman." The two men stood outside the door.

"Send Master Cao to the prison first, prepare everything, and I'll wash my hands and be there in a bit," Lin Fan said.

"Yes, squad leader."

The two men untied the ropes from the interrogation chair and led Cao Liang toward the prison.

Cao Liang roared, "What do you want to do? You're trying to torture me into confessing! I'm going back to Anzhou Prefecture, I'm going to the prefect to file a complaint against you."

The sound faded away.

Magistrate Zhou pleaded, "Lord Lin, I really have to rely on you. I truly never expected Hao Fei to do such a thing right under my nose. I... I'm innocent!"

Lin Fan patted Magistrate Zhou on the shoulder.

"Don't be afraid. Everyone dies eventually. Let your loyalty shine in history. When future generations mention Magistrate Zhou, they will admire his determination to make money," Lin Fan said.

"Master Lin, please stop teasing me." Magistrate Zhou was almost in tears.

"Master, you are so knowledgeable."

"It wasn't me who said it, it was a man named Wen Tianxiang who said it," Lin Fan said casually. "Why don't you go to the prison and see how interrogations are conducted? It will be helpful for you in this line of work later."

“Master, I’ll go,” Ning Yu said firmly.

"Well, just don't be afraid then."

……

at this time.

Li Dianshi was at home and knew about what had just happened. He never expected that this matter would be unearthed, which was a matter of life and death.

When he learned that Hao Fei dared to sell pig iron for only two hundred taels a month, he admired him.

Two hundred taels?
Is this really necessary?

You could have fished for it from somewhere else, even just to sell charcoal. Why did you have to sell pig iron?

Indeed, it's truly terrifying when brainless people hold official positions.

He had exchanged experiences with Magistrate Zhou.

Overall, there are three things you shouldn't touch.

Funds for the construction of official roads and bridges are not to be touched.

Do not touch relief funds.

I will not touch anything that would lead to execution by the imperial court.

These are the three things you should avoid.

Of course, what's happening now has nothing to do with him. This is something that the county magistrate should supervise, and it has absolutely nothing to do with him, the clerk of the prefecture.

Drinking tea is relaxing and leisurely.

He'll take up his post once the transfer period is over.

……

In jail.

Silence fell.

Everyone locked up here turned to look at Cao Liang, surprised that Cao Liang from the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce had been imprisoned.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Chen Qingshan and Sun Xiao are powerful just because they are gang leaders.

But they really didn't dare to touch Cao Liang.

They're from a chamber of commerce, which has deep connections with government officials. If they dare to make a move, a single report from them, along with a single word from above, could have the Yong'an Prefectural Government and the county government demolish their offices.

But now even people like that are being arrested.

What exactly did they do wrong?

Grabbing the prison door, Master Hu shouted, "Brother Cao, were you also framed and imprisoned by that bastard surnamed Lin?"

Cao Liang said, "That's right, he was framed."

The more Mr. Hu thought about it, the angrier he became. He said, "Damn it, that son of a bitch will definitely get his comeuppance."

At this moment, Cao Liang was disgusted by the smell here. He looked at the people on the racks around him. They were all famous people in Yong'an, but now they were all covered in wounds and looked miserable.

This caused Cao Liang to feel extremely flustered.

There was an indescribable fear.

He vaguely heard a familiar voice, which seemed to be Hao Fei's. Hao Fei was locked in a cell, groaning and moaning.

"Spare me, spare me... I regret it!"

Cao Liang roared, "Hao Fei, why are you framing me? You were arrested yourself, why are you slandering me for buying your pig iron?"

Upon hearing the sound, Hao Fei snapped back to his senses, grabbed the cell door, and roared, "You son of a bitch, you're the one who lured me, tricked me, led me into gambling, and forced me to sell you pig iron. You're the one who dragged me into this mess."

"You're talking nonsense! Pig iron is only worth a few silver coins. What use would I have for your pig iron?" Cao Liang retorted angrily.

"No, you must have used pig iron to make the armor without permission." Hao Fei was filled with regret.

At this moment, Sun Xiao, who was bound to the rack, kept his head down. When he heard the word "armor," he suddenly looked up and stared intently at Cao Liang.

"You made the armor without permission, it must be you! Admit it now! That bastard framed me for hoarding armor. The assassin who tried to kill him was definitely ordered by you. Confess to your crimes!" Sun Xiao roared.

He was truly fed up with his time in prison.

Too painful.

It's been so tough.

I can't sleep well, I can't eat well, and I even have to poop in my pants. Now my butt feels really dry.

Sun Yaozu wailed, "Master Cao, please confess! Just say you bought the pig iron to make armor, and that you sent the assassin. My father and I can't take it anymore."

“That man surnamed Lin slandered us, and we are so upset.”

Sun Yaozu is really about to collapse.

At this moment, Lin Fan arrived at the prison. Before he even entered, he found it chaotic and noisy, making his head buzz.

"Master, the prison smells awful," Ning Yu said, covering her nose.

Lin Fan said, "You'll get used to it. It's the same everywhere."

Ning Yu released her hand from her nose, afraid to breathe heavily.

But the master was so calm.

She also pretended that she could handle it.

Soon, Lin Fan arrived at the innermost part.

"Shut up, everyone."

Useless.

The first thing I heard upon his arrival was...