Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

We walked through the bustling main street and turned into a courtyard house along a side street.

The gate has four or five steps, and the vermilion gate is wide open. The plaque above the gate is inscribed with two characters in a conventional manner: Jiang Residence.

At this moment, the room was bustling with people, and the sound of conversation could be heard from time to time.

Qin Huaiyu glanced at it twice and then went inside.

As soon as Fang stepped into the courtyard, several pairs of eyes immediately came to meet his gaze.

Directly in front of me was a beautiful woman, dressed in a pure white gauze dress, with her hair piled up in a bun, her face fair and delicate, with willow-leaf eyebrows and bright eyes, and a good figure.

Hmm, that's interesting!

She looks like a well-educated and reasonable woman.

Beside her were two men, one of whom looked old, with gray hair and a sorrowful expression on his face.

This must be Jiang Cai. As his name suggests, he looks quite wealthy and is clearly a rich man.

The other was a young man, burly, with thick lips and big eyes, a kind and honest face.

There were also people from the town government around, who were responsible for maintaining order in the town, similar to yamen runners, and were under the command of the town mayor.

Is such a large-scale operation really necessary...?

Qin Huaiyu muttered something under his breath.

"Nephew, you've finally arrived! I've been looking for you for two days!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Feng Yunming hurriedly went to greet him, and Feng Hao followed suit.

"Uncle Feng, be steady!"

Qin Huaiyu felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the figure rushing towards him, and quickly reached out to stop it.

He didn't want to get covered in snot and tears today; that would be too disgusting.

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, perhaps overwhelmed with grief, Jiang Cai staggered forward and ran ahead.

"Young Master Qin, my son died unjustly! You must seek justice for him!"

As the old man spoke, tears streamed down his face. Qin Huaiyu was now famous, and even he, an old man, had heard of the missing persons case, the complicated case, and the murderer who was a cultivator. The man in front of him had solved the case almost single-handedly.

That's truly remarkable.

He had considered inviting them, but the two families were not familiar with each other. Now that the person in question was here in person, how could he not beg them?

Seeing this, Qin Huaiyu quickly said:

"Master Jiang, calm down. The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept our condolences!"

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Cai's reply, he grabbed Feng Yunming and took a few steps forward to avoid the crowd.

"Uncle Feng, tell me, what benefits did you receive?"

He knew a thing or two about Feng Yunming, and besides, this was the Nightmare World, so how could the other party be so dedicated?

He wouldn't have bothered investigating the previous missing persons case if there hadn't been so many people going missing that even the parents had come looking for them.

This time he was alone, so he wouldn't be so concerned for no reason, and wouldn't go to the trouble of contacting me.

"What are you saying!"

Feng Yunming's old face showed some anger.

"Nephew, maintaining order in the town is my duty, it's my responsibility. As the head of the town, I should be selfless and impartial. There's no personal gain in it."

Damn, what a shameless person!

Qin Huaiyu wasn't about to indulge him, so he immediately turned and left.

"Hey, hey!"

Feng Yunming hurriedly stepped forward, spreading his legs to block the man. His expression froze, and he said awkwardly:

"Um, three black lotus flowers!"

Qin Huaiyu had recently seen an introduction to the black lotus in an ancient book.

It is a rare and precious spiritual flower, which mostly grows in dark and damp places where few people go. Nourished by the evil forces of heaven and earth, it blooms twice and then withers, making it extremely rare.

"Just three?" He squinted, his expression one of distrust.

"..............Alright, alright, six flowers, okay!" Feng Yunming said reluctantly, seeing that he couldn't avoid it.

How greedy!

Qin Huaiyu rolled his eyes. "Uncle Feng, you can't expect to get all the benefits!"

"Good lad, you've been waiting for me here." Feng Yunming knew exactly what Qin Huaiyu was thinking, and said with great reluctance:

"Three flowers are the most I can give you!"

"make a deal!"

Qin Huaiyu immediately agreed, then smiled and turned back to where he was.

"Oh no, I gave them too much!"

Feng Yunming was instantly frustrated; he had never gained an advantage by being with this kid.

He followed back, looking very displeased, like a defeated rooster.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Feng Hao asked with concern, looking at his father's face.

Qin Huaiyu, with a broad smile, interrupted:

"It's alright, Uncle Feng is just naturally not fond of smiling."

"How could that be? My dad just laughed!" Feng Hao retorted truthfully.

"............"

He's got talent; you can't stop him, he just keeps walking into the line of fire.

Qin Huaiyu cast a pitying glance at him helplessly.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Feng Yunming's expression immediately changed, and he rebuked him:

"Looking for a beating, huh? Which eye of yours saw me smile? What a disgrace to our family, how could we have given birth to such an unfilial son..."

They've already lost the Black Lotus, what's there to laugh about!

The series of outputs completely stunned Jiang Hao.

What did I do?

"Uncle Feng, calm down. Let your son go back and fight. The case is more important!" Qin Huaiyu was very perceptive.

"............." Feng Hao.

"You little brat, you just wait!"

After saying this, Feng Yunming glanced at his son and then turned his gaze to Jiang Cai.

"Please excuse my son's ignorance."

"Mayor, this is serious!"

"Master Jiang, Uncle Feng, let's skip the formalities and take a look at the scene first!"

After saying that, Qin Huaiyu walked towards the room guarded on the side, which was obviously the place where the crime occurred.

The others followed closely behind.

Upon entering the room, one is greeted by a pool of dried blood on the floor, splattered in a spray pattern. Beside it lies a lamp, its base stained with blood, while a half-burnt candle sits on the table.

In addition, the rest of the room was very clean. The wooden cabinets and jewelry stands showed no signs of being disturbed. Even the stool that was just inches away from the bloodstains was not overturned or moved. The whole room was abnormally clean.

"Nephew, do you still need to see the body? Due to the passage of time, it is no longer suitable for preservation, so I have ordered it to be stored in the mortuary," Feng Yunming said.

"Need not!"

Qin Huaiyu glanced at the window. "Uncle Feng, this room hasn't been cleaned, has it?"

"No, since Jiang Gang's body was discovered, there have been people guarding the scene. Apart from moving the body and inspecting the scene, no one has come here."

Based on this, the deceased did not struggle or fight, so was it an inside job?

That shouldn't be the case. Even if it's someone you know well, there shouldn't be only these few traces.

Qin Huaiyu raised an eyebrow slightly. "Patriarch Jiang, did anyone come looking for your son on the night of the incident?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cai thought for a moment and said:

"No, that day was the same as usual. The front door was locked at the first watch of the night, and I didn't hear anyone coming. It wasn't until the third watch that I heard noises outside and went out to check. I found the front door open and my son dead inside."

At this point, the old man's eyes began to redden again.

If the door is locked, it can only be opened from the inside.

Qin Huaiyu pondered for a moment, then asked, "Uncle Feng, have you looked around the wall? Are there any signs of someone climbing over it?"

"I checked, but no one climbed over the wall into the courtyard that night. I'm also very curious; no one came in, but someone ran out. Could this person have fallen from the sky?"

It's possible, but those are high-level cultivators. However, since they are high-level, we can just kill them directly; there's no need for such trouble.

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