How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 96: Resurrection from the Dead, Prefect Zhao completely breaks down, utters wild words, and spits blood in public.
In the study, the air seemed to freeze, plunging into a suffocating silence.

Master Ximen stood with his back to the three men, his hands behind his back, his shoulders shrugging slightly.

This wasn't fear, but rather an excitement that made my heart tremble uncontrollably.

half an hour.

He slowly turned around, his voice extremely low.

"How dare you poison the Chief of the Public Security Bureau! He is an official appointed by the imperial court and holds the rank of Loyal and Brave Captain. Are you really not afraid of death?"

They told Master Simon about it.

It wasn't that they were particularly afraid, but rather that as members of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce, they were already deeply intertwined with Master Ximen. They could tell Master Ximen about the poisoning, but they couldn't tell Prefect Zhao or Commander Qin.

Because we're not on their side.

"President, things have come to this point, we have no other choice." Old Master Hu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He knew all too well that if he were discovered doing such a thing, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But since it's already done...

What is there to regret?

Master Ximen did not respond immediately. He paced back and forth for a moment before slowly saying, "Do you know that the whole city is now searching for the person who poisoned us? No matter where you hide him, it will be useless. As long as he is still alive, he will definitely be found."

Mr. Hu said, "Don't worry, Chairman, no one will find it."

Master Ximen looked at them and asked, "What? You silenced him?"

"We definitely have to silence him. We know this is a matter of life and death, so how could we let him live? When he poisons us and escapes, and finds us at the agreed location, we will silence him. His body will not be found," Mr. Hu assured him confidently.

Master Ximen snorted coldly, "Won't be found? There's no such thing as a secret that can't be kept."

Mr. Hu said, "Chairman, we really can't find it. The three of us dismembered it and threw it into the kennel. It should have been eaten by now."

Upon hearing this, Master Ximen gasped.

He never expected that the three men who followed him, who seemed to be obsessed with money, would be so ruthless.

Master Ximen fell silent.

Prefect Zhao and Commander Qin urged him to find the poisoner. Now, the mastermind behind the poisoning is a member of his chamber of commerce, and it's a group of three people who are deeply intertwined.

He certainly wouldn't cut off his own left and right arms.

"Keep this matter to yourselves. Now that the prefect and the garrison commander want me to find the poisoner, you should pretend you don't know anything and get to work. Whether you can find him or not is another matter, understand?" Master Ximen said sternly.

"clear."

The three nodded repeatedly, then asked, "President, when will our children be released?"

Master Ximen said, "Don't rush. The more critical the moment, the more you need to stay calm. Everyone, just bear with it. Right now, those constables from the Public Security Bureau, especially Lin Fan's cronies, are no different from mad dogs. They're capable of anything at a time like this."

"Yes, yes." The three understood that this was a dangerous situation.

He gave himself away slightly.

What awaits them is an unimaginable disaster.

Master Ximen said, "Go back, everyone. Let's avoid seeing each other at this time. We'll leave through the back door later."

The three nodded, and then, at Master Ximen's instruction, they quietly left.

After a while.

"Hahaha……"

Master Ximen could no longer contain his elation. "Lin Fan, Lin Fan, you want to fight me? You can't even beat the underlings of my Chamber of Commerce. How can you fight me? Good riddance!"

Thinking about the suffering I've endured recently.

Master Ximen felt that Lin Fan's death had truly given him a great sense of satisfaction.

……

The following day, the Prefectural Government.

A somber atmosphere filled the air.

The area outside the prefectural government building was filled with people who had come spontaneously. The crowd was surging, but there was little noise. Only low sobs and suppressed sighs rose and fell.

Many people held incense, candles, and paper money in their hands and lit them under the wall of the magistrate's office, with wisps of smoke rising into the air.

Some people even knelt on the ground, wailing in heart-wrenching cries.

"Chief Lin, how could you leave us like this? I haven't even had a chance to properly thank you."

"You've given me justice, allowing me to return home with a clear conscience and serve my elderly mother. Who was the heartless bastard who poisoned you...?"

The surrounding people listened to these cries and felt deeply for them, wiping away their tears.

They had never met an official who cared about them so much.

I thought things would get better and better in the future.

Who could have imagined it would turn out like this?

A hot-tempered, burly man, his face flushed and neck stiff, roared, "It must have been those corrupt officials who killed Chief Lin, because Chief Lin blocked their path to wealth, it must be!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't talk nonsense, or you'll get..."

"What do you mean by 'be'? I dare say I'm not afraid of retaliation. If Chief Lin isn't afraid of them, then I'm not afraid of them either."

at this time.

Not far down the street, the sound of heavy, rapid footsteps could be heard.

Prefect Zhao, Garrison Commander Qin, and Master Ximen appeared.

He was accompanied by a group of soldiers, clearly afraid of encountering danger if he came alone.

The people all turned to look at them, their eyes filled with anger. In their eyes, they were the ones who had killed Master Lin.

"You corrupt officials, you'll be punished for killing Chief Lin!" roared the burly man who had been hot-tempered earlier.

"You audacious scoundrel!" Prefect Zhao's face darkened, and he was about to erupt as usual.

Qin Zhenfu, who was standing to the side, hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhao, calm down. At this time, public resentment is at its peak. Anything you say will be wrong. The prejudice is deep and difficult to resolve. We are here today to pay our respects to Commander Lin. It is better to avoid trouble and not cause any unnecessary complications."

Prefect Zhao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and nodded.

Under the watchful eyes of countless menacing gazes, the three of them steeled themselves and strode quickly into the gates of the prefectural government.

The servants in the manor were even more furious when they saw the three men.

They all glared at Prefect Zhao and his entourage with fierce expressions, their eyes like knives, making no attempt to hide their hatred. They stared intently at Prefect Zhao and his group, as if they were about to pounce on them and tear them to pieces at any moment.

"What are you doing here?" Xu Ming asked, showing no politeness whatsoever.

Prefect Zhao frowned slightly, but forced himself to remain calm and said, "Chief Xu, what kind of attitude is this? Chief Lin was unfortunately murdered by a villain. I was his colleague. Today, I came with Commander Qin and Master Ximen to pay our respects and express our condolences. Isn't this perfectly normal?"

Xu Ming clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He stared intently at Prefect Zhao, his eyes seeming to want to devour him alive.

His anger surged, almost overwhelming his reason.

He knew that Brother Lin's death was inextricably linked to the people in front of him.

He couldn't wait to draw his sword and avenge Brother Lin.

But at this moment, he had to be patient.

"Xu Ming, let them in." Ning Yu's voice came from inside the hall.

Xu Ming let out a heavy snort, stepped aside to make way, but his gaze remained fixed on Xu Ming.

Prefect Zhao kept Xu Ming in mind, letting him gloat for a while. Once this matter was over, he would take swift and decisive action to clean up the prefecture.

They all need to get out of here.

Enter the hall.

The moment Prefect Zhao saw Ning Yu, he felt a dull ache in his buttocks, the events of yesterday still vivid in his mind. Instinctively, he moved closer to Commander Qin.

He forced a somber expression and bowed to Ning Yu, saying, "Miss Ning, please accept my condolences. I am deeply saddened and regretful that Chief Lin has passed away at such a young age."

Ning Yu raised her eyes, her gaze eerily calm, her face expressionless, and simply replied with a curt remark.

"Thank you, Prefect Zhao."

Prefect Zhao looked at Commander Qin, seemingly asking what to do next.
Qin Zhenfu did not respond to Zhao Zhifu. Instead, he took the incense from the side, walked to the coffin, bowed and paid his respects. Then he looked at Lin Fan lying inside, examining him very carefully.

His face was pale and bloodless.

The key point is that when he first saw him, he was frightened by Lin Fan's glaring eyes.

This is death with eyes open.

They've been dead all night, why don't they close their eyes?

"Chief Lin, you are so young and have such a bright future. How could you have suffered such a terrible fate? Don't worry, I, the governor, will definitely find the murderer who poisoned you, tear him to pieces, and make him pay with his life."

Qin Zhenfu was very good at managing his facial expressions.

Even if one feels a bittersweet sensation, it's impossible to show the slightest joy.

At this moment, Lin Fan, who was lying inside, took in Qin Zhenfu's expression. What a hypocrite! He clearly wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help but hold it in.
After Qin Zhenfu pretended to wipe the corner of his eye, Prefect Zhao took his place, came to the coffin, and looked down at Lin Fan.

When he saw Lin Fan's glaring eyes.

He was clearly startled.

But soon, he managed to hold back, seemingly experiencing an emotional outburst. Overwhelmed with sorrow, he lunged forward, gripping the edge of the coffin tightly with both hands, half-kneeling on the ground, and letting out a piercing wail that sounded almost like a grave-wail.

"Commander Lin, how could you just disappear like this? Open your eyes and look! Under your governance, Anzhou is so safe and secure now!"

"The people outside are all seeing you off."

"Although I had some disagreements with you before and we had occasional arguments, that was all for official business and was just a difference in ideology in officialdom. I respect you. Please get up and let's have a proper discussion."

Prefect Zhao's voice was shrill and full of emotion; if an outsider were present, they might have truly believed it was the sound of someone grieving the loss of a dear friend.

However, under the cover of this deafening wail, Prefect Zhao lowered his head even further and whispered something in a voice that only Lin Fan could hear.

"You bastard, you're dead now. I'll show you how arrogant and cocky you are. You're just asking for trouble if you try to fight me."

"The person who poisoned you is truly a miracle worker."

"Good riddance! A wonderful death!"

Prefect Zhao expressed his joy.

No one could hear the sound except Lin Fan, who was lying there.

At this moment, Lin Fan did not expect that the one who poisoned him was not Prefect Zhao. So who could it be?
At this moment, Prefect Zhao, having finished his feigned wailing, stood up shakily, even pretending to wipe away non-existent tears with his sleeve, and sighed deeply to the heavens:
"The sky is unfair!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Master Ximen.

The meaning is clear.

What are you doing standing there?
It's your turn to perform. Once he's buried, if you want to nag anymore, you'll only be able to do so at his grave.

Reminded, Master Ximen took a deep breath and took one step, then another, his steps heavy and slow, as if each step carried endless sorrow.

When he walked up to the coffin and looked at Lin Fan inside, who was staring wide-eyed and died with his eyes wide open, his long-simmering emotions instantly erupted to their peak.

"Commander Lin! Our Commander Lin!!! How could you leave like this... With you gone, who will the people of Anzhou look to for the future?"

He pounded his chest, his voice shrill and mournful, his acting even more exaggerated than the previous two. "You are upright and incorruptible, a true parent official to us people!"

He suddenly looked up, glanced around, and roared angrily, "Which damned beast dared to lay such a cruel hand on our Chief Lin? Rest assured, the Ximen family is willing to offer a reward of a thousand taels of silver to capture the real culprit. We will make him pay for his crime in blood and suffer the most severe consequences."

Each one of them could shout louder than the last, and each one acted with greater passion than the last.

Ning Yu watched their performance.

If my master really dies.

How could she tolerate these guys jumping around in front of her? Since they were already here, she would definitely close the door and start cutting them down with her sword.

After shouting, Master Ximen casually raised his sleeve, feigning to wipe away tears. Using this gesture as cover, he leaned closer to the coffin and, in a whisper that only Lin Fan could hear, muttered with a hint of smugness and mockery:

"Chief Lin, do you know that the people who poisoned you weren't us? It was the Li, Hu, and Zhou families. You arrested their son and wouldn't let him go even if it meant death. You must have thought we were the ones who poisoned you until the very end."

"No, really no, it's good that you died. Don't even think they can find the murderer for you; the murderer is long gone."

“From now on, Anzhou will still be ours.”

"You may have an easy time leaving, but those who followed you are doomed."

The more he talked, the more gloating he became.

Hidden behind his sleeve, he gave Lin Fan, who was staring at him with wide eyes, an extremely bright smile, like a chrysanthemum in full bloom, and even playfully stuck out his tongue.

Hehehe...

Qin Zhenfu said, "Master Ximen, don't be sad. Let Chief Lin rest in peace. We will definitely carry on Chief Lin's legacy and crack down on the local bullies and thugs without mercy, so as to create a bright and just world for the people!"

Seeing that Master Ximen had been there for so long, he was really afraid of Brother Ximen. Unable to contain his joy, he burst into laughter and performed all the necessary acts.

At this moment, Master Ximen turned around, still seemingly unsatisfied, and pretended to vigorously wipe the corner of his eye.

Commander Qin and Prefect Zhao exchanged a glance and prepared to leave.

But the moment they took a step, their pupils suddenly contracted, as if they had seen a ghost. They stared intently at the direction of the coffin, their bodies stiffening and frozen in place, their mouths slightly open, but unable to utter a sound.

The constables in the hall stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.

Then Lin Fan stood up from the coffin, stretched lazily, and twisted his neck with a relaxed expression.

Seeing their expressions, Master Ximen asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, both Commander Qin and Prefect Zhao were breathing rapidly, their chests heaving violently as if they were powered by a blower.

"grown ups!!!"

One of the constables couldn't help but speak up.

Master Ximen suppressed his joy and said sadly, "Your master is gone."

No, it has always been.

Master Ximen hadn't yet noticed that the voice came from behind him. He shook his head and said, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. I understand your grief. When my mother passed away, I felt the same way you do."

"Oh, is it so?"

"Then... uh!!!" Master Ximen seemed to realize something was wrong. His eyes darted around frantically, and he twisted his stiff head, glancing behind him out of the corner of his eye.

Just as Master Ximen turned his head completely away.

Lin Fan leaped out of the coffin, landed steadily, spread his arms wide, and beamed with joy, proclaiming loudly, "Lord Ximen! Surprised? Unexpected? I—have been resurrected!"

"Ahhhhhh!!! A ghost!!!"

Master Ximen screamed and fell to the ground, crawling and rolling on all fours, his face deathly pale with fright, as if he had truly seen a ghost.

That's terrifying, really terrifying.

"My lord, you're not dead?"

"The adult is alive!!!"

"The master is not dead!!!"

The constables on the scene were initially shocked, then erupted in deafening cheers.

The initial feelings of depression and despair were completely dispelled by this sudden surge of elation.

The ups and downs of life are so intense that those with weaker hearts might not be able to handle it.

Lin Fan smiled and nodded at them.

Outside, Xu Ming and the others were in low spirits and saddened. When they heard the sounds from inside the hall, they rushed in immediately. When they saw the figure standing there...

Their mouths were agape, and the despair in their eyes gradually faded, replaced by joy and excitement.

"grown ups!!!"

Xu Ming and the others rushed forward excitedly and surrounded Lin Fan.

Lin Fan patted their shoulders, "Sorry to have worried you, but it's alright. How could I, an adult, die so easily without knowing why?"

"Right now, arrest the three patriarchs of the Li, Hu, and Zhou families. They dared to have someone poison me; they really don't know what's good for them."

Upon receiving the order, Xu Ming and his men suppressed their joy and led their troops to capture the person.

Lin Fan looked at the terrified Master Ximen, then walked up to Prefect Zhao and Commander Qin with a smile, opened his arms, hugged the two of them, and patted their backs.

"Oh my! I never expected that my feigned death would cause you two gentlemen to come and pay your respects in person. I am truly...deeply moved!" He changed the subject, leaned close to Prefect Zhao's ear, lowered his voice, and said with a playful smile, "Prefect Zhao, I think I just heard someone say that the Bodhisattva has appeared? What's wrong, is your face...itchy again?"

"I...I..." Prefect Zhao was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

He never expected that this son of a bitch would resort to such tricks.

Qin Zhenfu calmed down slightly and asked in a trembling voice, "You...you knew from the beginning who poisoned me?"

Lin Fan laughed and said, "I don't know. I always thought you guys were the ones who poisoned it, but who would have thought that our Master Ximen just leaned over next to me and confessed on his own? The three masters of the Li, Hu, and Zhou families poisoned it, and Master Ximen actually knows who poisoned it, but he won't say. What crime do you think he committed?"

Qin Zhenfu stared blankly at Master Ximen.

If looks could kill.

Master Ximen has died thousands of times over.

"I didn't, I don't know, I didn't say." Master Ximen was completely panicked. How could he have imagined that Lin Fan, lying in the coffin, was not dead?

Lin Fan frowned and said unhappily, "Master Ximen, how can you be so muddle-headed? Although I was poisoned and pretended to die, there are some things you should know but don't have to come and mock me in front of me. Do you know that even if I were really dead, you could still revive me?"

"But putting all that aside, I just want to ask, are you surprised or not?"

He laughed heartily; life should be this rich and colorful.

It has to be flavorful and delicious.

Look at the expressions on their faces; they look genuinely happy.

At this moment, Prefect Zhao came to his senses and pointed at Master Ximen, saying, "You, you actually know who poisoned him, why didn't you report it to the authorities? Do you know how serious the situation is of poisoning an official of the imperial court?"

"It wasn't me, it really wasn't me who ordered it, I don't know anything." Master Ximen collapsed to the ground.

It didn't take long.

The three masters were brought in, their faces bruised and swollen, clearly having resisted fiercely during the arrest. The constables had no choice but to resort to violence.

When they entered the hall, they saw Lin Fan standing there, full of energy.

They stared wide-eyed, unable to believe their eyes.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Aren't you surprised? You poisoned me and were happy to hear I was dead, but sorry, not only am I not dead, but I also know that you were the ones who poisoned me."

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
The three of them felt as if all the bones in their bodies had been removed; their legs went weak, and they all knelt down on the ground, wailing at the top of their lungs.

"My lord! We've been wronged! Even if you gave us a hundred lives, we wouldn't dare poison you!"

At this moment, I cannot admit it even if it means death.

Xu Ming had been holding back his anger for a long time, and he stepped forward and kicked him a few times. "Still being stubborn, haven't you beaten me enough?"

"Hey, Xu Ming, how can you resort to violence so easily?" Lin Fan stopped him, then said, "Stop pretending. Master Ximen has already told me that the three of you had someone poison you and then destroyed the body to cover up the crime. All I did was arrest your son and refuse to release him. Is it necessary to be so extreme?"

Hear this.

The three looked at Master Ximen in astonishment.

No?

Are you out of your mind? We're telling you this, and you actually told someone surnamed Lin.

At this moment, Master Ximen was truly speechless. How could he have known that the man surnamed Lin would play the trick of feigning death? You all swore that you had been poisoned.

How was I supposed to know he wasn't dead?

Lin Fan said, "To be honest, I really don't understand. If you poisoned me, why did you have to tell Master Ximen? Do you know how smug he was when he came to my corpse and told me everything you did? I wanted to stand up right there and cover his mouth to stop him from talking."

"What a terrible teammate."

"If you don't tell him, how can I find out it's you?"

Lin Fan's words successfully shifted all the hatred onto Master Ximen.

Master Ximen looked at the three men, his mouth slightly open, as if anticipating what they were about to say. Without giving them a chance, he preemptively said, "You three bastards, you are incredibly audacious! Why did you poison Chief Lin? Are you all pig-brains? Don't you consider the consequences of your actions?"

"If you poisoned me, why did you tell me? You could have just kept it to yourself."

Master Ximen's actions.

This completely ignited the anger of the three of them.

In an instant, it transformed into a hungry wolf and pounced on Master Ximen.

"Ximen Cong, you're a complete idiot, fuck your mother."

"I beat you to death."

"You beast, you idiot!!!"

The three gentlemen were all over fifty years old, and their combined age was about one hundred and sixty or one hundred and seventy, but their fighting power was extremely high. They directly pinned Master Ximen to the ground and beat him up.

They never expected that it would be Ximen Cong who ultimately failed.

In their minds, the president was extremely intelligent, shrewd, and had a wide network of connections.

Master Ximen cried out for help, but Prefect Zhao and Commander Qin did not move, just staring straight at him.

Prefect Zhao was in utter despair.

Qin Zhenfu deeply felt how terrifying Lin Fan was. Was it really impossible to kill him?

"Men, lock these three in the cell and interrogate them thoroughly later," Lin Fan said.

"Yes."

Xu Ming ordered the guards to take the three men into the prison.

As for Master Ximen, he lay on the ground, bruised and battered, twitching and trembling. Clearly, the attack he had just delivered had severely damaged his strength.

The three who had been captured were still shouting, cursing, and ranting about Master Ximen's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Yang Ming, go outside and invite the people in," Lin Fan said.

"Yes, my lord."

Yang Ming felt refreshed and relaxed. His back and legs no longer ached, and he could work with ease.

Commander Qin said, "Lord Lin, it is truly fortunate that you are safe and sound. I am relieved. The following matters pertain to your prefecture's internal affairs, and we will not disturb you any further. We will take our leave now."

"Don't rush, wait a bit," Lin Fan said, trying to stop him.

Qin Zhenfu was very flustered; he really didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.

Danger, too dangerous.

He had never encountered such a dangerous guy in his entire life.

They don't follow any set rules at all.

Soon, the grieving people were brought in. When they saw that Commander Lin was still alive, they were all stunned, frozen in place, their minds blank.

Lin Fan shouted, "Fellow villagers, this is a misunderstanding. I am fine. I pretended to be dead to lure out who wanted to harm me. Now, the mastermind has appeared, which has caused you all to worry."

The words fell.

A brief moment later.

The cheers of the people were like waves, one after another, tearing through the sky and sweeping into the heavens.

Lin Fan raised his hand and pressed down, which brought joy to the people but also ensured the peace of the scene.

"I, Lin Fan, am unworthy of your kindness to have my fellow villagers burn paper money for me. I thank you all for this." Lin Fan cupped his hands in gratitude and then said, "However, since we have bought it, we should not waste it. I think we should also make arrangements for Prefect Zhao and Commander Qin. After all, everyone has to die. While alive, we may not know the people's true opinion of us, but we will surely hear it after we die."

Done.

He stepped forward, grabbed the bewildered Prefect Zhao, and pulled him to the front of the coffin.

"Lord Lin, what are you trying to do?"

Prefect Zhao was somewhat frightened.

Lin Fan smiled, picked up Prefect Zhao, and placed him in the coffin.

Prefect Zhao panicked and tried to get up, but saw Lin Fan with a serious expression, pointing a finger at his face, "I told you to lie down, so you lie down. If you dare to get up, don't force me to beat you."

A threat, this is a blatant threat.

But Prefect Zhao was swayed by Lin Fan's tactics.

If someone else had said that, Prefect Zhao would have refused to believe it and would definitely have resisted, but since it was Lin Fan, he really didn't dare to do it at all.

Because the other party really dared to hit him.

It was still that kind of unrestrained smoking.

Under Lin Fan's icy gaze, Prefect Zhao's stiff body slowly softened, and he finally collapsed into the coffin resignedly, his face ashen.

He didn't know what would happen next, but it certainly wouldn't be anything good.

Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction and said to the crowd, "Fellow villagers, our Prefect Zhao has passed away. Let's all come and remember him. If you have anything on your mind, please speak up and let him hear it."

The common people looked at each other, blinking in bewilderment, completely baffled by Lord Lin's incomprehensible actions.

Not only were the common people bewildered, but even Commander Qin, who was standing to the side, felt his scalp tingle.

Stop playing around.

What you're doing now is terrifying.

"Fellow villagers, since you are all too shy to do this, let me set an example first," Lin Fan said with a smile.

immediately.

His expression turned serious, and he slowly paced around the coffin, his voice deliberately lowered, carrying a somber tone.

"Prefect Zhao, Prefect Zhao, we were colleagues, how... how could you die like this?"

Prefect Zhao: ...?
As for Prefect Zhao now, he dares not make a single move.

Suddenly, Lin Fan raised his voice, "Prefect Zhao, you are corrupt by nature and have committed evil deeds in this area. The people hate you to the bone. How dare you die? Are you really not afraid that the people will dig up your grave and throw your bones into the latrine?"

Lying down, Prefect Zhao clenched his fists, his anger burning.

"Prefect Zhao, you embezzled so much silver, and you still haven't spent it all before you die! The greatest tragedy in a person's life is dying without having spent all their money! Get up! Get up now, spend the silver before you die... Hahahaha!!!"

As Lin Fan was speaking, he burst out laughing on the spot, unable to hold it in any longer.

The constables on the scene burst into laughter.

This was the first time they had ever seen their master be so interesting.

Meanwhile, Prefect Zhao, inside the coffin, had a grim face. All the humiliation he had suffered in his life was brought upon him by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan finished laughing and waved to the people, "Fellow villagers, that's about it. You can all speak up. It's alright, relax. I'm here to support you, so don't be afraid."

The people at the scene exchanged glances.

I understand everything.

Soon, the people surrounded the coffin.

Prefect Zhao opened his eyes, but when he saw those unfamiliar yet furious faces, he immediately closed them. He knew that this humiliation was unavoidable.

"Corrupt official, bah!!!"

"Distorting the truth, embezzling public funds and bending the law, what a damned corrupt official!"

"Fortunately, we still have a good official like Master Lin who is dedicated to us."

As the people of Zhao, who was lying in the coffin, greeted him one after another, he was so angry that he was about to explode, but gradually, his anger subsided.

Instead, I felt a sense of shame and discomfort.

He never confronted the anger and condemnation of the people.

When he was young, he was full of enthusiasm and wanted to serve the court and lead the people to a better life.

But somehow, everything seems to have changed.

Suddenly, when a commoner cursed him, saying that his death without an heir was retribution, Prefect Zhao completely broke down. He abruptly stood up from the coffin, his eyes bloodshot, and let out a hoarse roar at the crowd.

"Who wants to be childless and have no descendants?"

"I studied hard for more than ten years, crammed into that dilapidated house that leaked wind and rain. In the summer, I was bitten by mosquitoes, and in the winter, my hands and feet were covered in sores from the cold. I was always hungry and cold. I studied desperately, hoping to pass the imperial examinations and achieve fame. Wasn't it all so that I could live a better life and bring honor to my ancestors?"

"I was young once too, and I had my moments of passion, but is the officialdom just my personal domain?"

“From top to bottom, how many people are not corrupt? If you are not corrupt, how can others be corrupt? If they can't be corrupt, they will use you as an example. I am the prefect, that's true, but what is my position as prefect?”

"Do you think I can act with impunity just because I'm the prefect of Anzhou?"

“The Ximen family has a prince behind them. If I don’t do things properly for him, a single word from the prince could ruin me. How many of the merchants in the city, big or small, haven’t given gifts to those high-ranking officials? I’m just a mere sixth-rank official, and I have a whole bunch of emperors above me.”

"You call me a corrupt official, but do I want to be that corrupt official?"

"If I don't take the job, I'm just a dead dog."

"You bunch...you..."

puff!
Enraged, Prefect Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately, the scene fell silent.

The people stared blankly at the scene before them, clearly not expecting such a thing to happen.

Lin Fan said helplessly, "Fellow villagers, our Prefect Zhao has been criticized and his defenses have been broken. Of course, you shouldn't sympathize with him. Think about the people whose families have been destroyed and who have lost their lives, and you won't feel sorry for him."

Sure enough, when Lin Fan said those words...

When the people thought of how familiar people had been ruined and left with no one to turn to for help, their anger flared up again.

The adulterer was released.

The murderer received a lenient sentence.

And so on, all those who suffered were ordinary people from the lower classes who had no social status or position.

When Lin Fan looked at Qin Zhenfu, he saw that Qin Zhenfu's hands and feet were ice-cold. He was really scared of Lin Fan. Letting him lie in the coffin was definitely not an option.

Lin Fan said, "Lord Qin, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take our Lord Zhao back. He has already admitted to being corrupt. I think we can jointly submit a memorial to the throne. I am preparing to do so. Don't blame me if you don't follow up later."

Qin Zhenfu, feigning composure, waved his hand, and the soldiers accompanying him carried away the unconscious Prefect Zhao. As for Master Ximen, they also hoped to save him.

But with just a glance from Lin Fan, a constable immediately apprehended him.

Lin Fan walked up to him and said, "Master Ximen, don't even think about leaving. Concealing information and harboring criminals are serious crimes."

"Lord Lin, please spare my life!"

Master Ximen pleaded, casting a desperate glance at Commander Qin, "Lord Qin, save me..."

At this moment, Commander Qin's expression was solemn; the current situation was beyond his expectations.

Things are starting to get complicated.

He really didn't expect that Ximen Cong would know who poisoned him, and even pretend not to know, which put them in a very passive position. More importantly... he actually stupidly revealed who poisoned him in front of Lin Fan.

Damn it, he's so stupid, what can we do with him?
What surprised him even more was that Prefect Zhao was just going to accept the humiliation, why did he have to try to show off?

He not only confessed to embezzling.

They even uttered those outrageous and treasonous words.

How dare you speak of princes so casually?

He had no idea how to handle the situation. Rumors were still circulating that the Ninth Prince had sent his trusted aides to the prefecture to demand the release of the person.

He didn't know when the news reached the imperial court.

But he understood that it had to be passed on.

"Lord Lin, farewell." Commander Qin cupped his hands, turned and left without looking back.

After everyone left.

Lin Fan chatted with the people for a while, then let them leave. After everyone had left, he looked at the constables around him and asked with a smile.

"Exciting, isn't it?"

All the constables looked at their masters and nodded.

"It's so exciting."

Who dares to say this isn't exciting these days?

soon.

Anzhou is in an uproar.

The people all know that the news of Chief Lin being poisoned is false. It was a scheme set up by Lord Lin to lure out the mastermind behind it all. Now, the Li family, the Hu family, the Zhou family, and Master Ximen have all been arrested by the Public Security Bureau.

More importantly, the news that Prefect Zhao broke down and vomited blood on the spot at the Zhian Prefecture was also widely circulated.

The people felt extremely excited today.

The fluctuations are too great.

Who is the most afraid right now?

It was naturally other merchants in the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce. They never expected that this poisoning incident would directly implicate the four main members of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce.

Even Master Ximen was not spared.

Of course, there were people even more afraid than the Anju Chamber of Commerce, and those were naturally the gangs.

now.

In the shantytown, several thugs were forcibly collecting protection money. Due to the domineering and powerful position of Chief Lin of the Public Security Bureau, the gangs dared not make a move during that period.

But then news spread that Chief Lin had been poisoned to death.

Those gang members had been itching to get going for a while.

They began forcibly collecting the money.

And so... the villagers, who had just been beaten up, were curled up, their faces bruised and swollen, when the women in their families took out the copper coins they had painstakingly saved and handed them to them.

Cheers from the people could be heard from not far away.

"Master Lin is fine. He was faking his death. The mastermind behind it is someone from the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce, who has already been arrested."

"Haha... Master Lin is alright."

at this time.

The thugs who had just received the protection money looked down at the dozens of copper coins in their hands, then at the woman with tears streaming down her face, pleading desperately, and then at the man who had been beaten black and blue, with blood coming from his mouth and nose.

For a moment, their minds went blank.

A sense of helplessness welled up within me.

Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
The thugs immediately knelt down, pleading, "Sister! Brother! We were wrong! Please don't report us to the police station. Take this money as our apology. Please, please don't go to the police station! We're really scared!"

The vast Anju.

No thug or hooligan is afraid of Lin Fan.

That guy is someone who actually dares to kill them in the street.

The corpses piled on the cart back then are still vivid in my mind.

(End of this chapter)