Fairy, I really am a villain!

Grave robbing?

Suddenly, Fang Xiwen thought of the things that Uncle Fang had found related to the Yang family. He flipped his hand, took out a hairpin and placed it on the table.

Su Yang's eyes suddenly focused.

"Young Master, do you recognize this thing?"

Chapter 326 I Like Going Out with You

There was endless singing and dancing in the restaurant, and the sound faintly drifted into the private rooms, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

After looking at the hairpin for a long time, Su Yang finally looked away, put his hands on the table, and asked anxiously: "Sir, where did this thing come from?"

"Is it such a coincidence?" He asked, "I have checked the origin of this thing. Could it be that the people who cooperated with your eldest brother are the Hedong Yang family?"

"Yes. Although I have never seen this thing, my elder brother once sent me a similar ornament and told me to keep it well. He also told me to give it to someone I trust if anything happens to him..."

Staring closely at the Buyao, Su Yang clenched his fist, then took out the small box and pushed it gently: "The thing is inside."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen did not rush to take it, but just nodded slightly.

It turned out that the Yang family was colluding with the evil sect to dig up other people's graves... No wonder Su Yang said this was "huge wealth."

In fact, this handle is useless if it falls into someone else's hands. Even if he finds out something, if he uses it to threaten others, he will most likely be killed by the Yang family.

Secondly, if one wants to report it to the higher authorities, it is unlikely, as the Yang family still has an old man who rules the world.

But, things were a little different when it fell into Fang Xiwen's hands.

"Since the young master is still sincere," he smiled, reached out and pressed the box, moving it in front of him, "I'll take this business. What do you want?"

"Kill Yang Tianxiu." Su Yang said word by word with red eyes.

"You want me to kill the grandson of the current prime minister? The young master is joking."

"Third Young Master, are you afraid?"

"Don't provoke me," Fang Xiwen shook his head. "What you've paid for is not enough for me to take such a big risk. Unless you give me a reason."

"...What reason do you want?"

"Please tell me briefly, why did the young master want to kill him?"

"Yang Tianxiu, he has negotiated a deal with my eldest brother," Su Yang said as he poured himself another glass of wine, "This trip is to dig up a rather dangerous ancient tomb.

Originally, the eldest brother was planning to retire, but because the price was too high, he was willing to do it this last time..."

"But he realized that something was wrong, and after the incident, he left this small box for you as a backup? And then Yang Tianxiu really turned against him and killed him?"

"There were fourteen people in the family, and not one was left alive."

After pouring all the wine down his throat, Su Yang covered his face and burst into tears: "Even if it is a shameful business, is it necessary to do such a cruel thing?

It is said that my eldest brother went back to attend his sister’s wedding banquet that day, but Yang Tianxiu’s people went there and stabbed the groom to death on the spot—"

Amidst the crying, he pulled Wang Ningzhu out and went downstairs to pay the bill.

~~

Just as the sky was beginning to turn pale, a ray of light appeared.

According to Su Yang's testimony, the village where the incident occurred was hundreds of miles away, located at the border between Luyang and Dingjun.

At this time, Fang Xiwen was holding the map in his hand, staring at it intently, looking thoughtful.

Seeing this, Wang Ningzhu waited patiently for a long time, and finally couldn't help but bumped him with his elbow, "Don't think about it alone every time, talk to me more."

Unexpectedly, his face lost all color in an instant.

"What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay."

Following his empty gaze, she saw a much smaller city beneath the clouds, and people were like ants. She responded, "Are you afraid of heights?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's my body's instinctive reaction. Over the years, the human race's habit of seeking benefits and avoiding harm has been engraved deep into their souls. This is not something I can control...

"Ah, yes, yes," Wang Ningzhu was somewhat happy after discovering his little weakness. Regardless of whether he objected or not, she held him in her arms and said with a smile, "Just don't look down there. I'll hold you."

"I was just trying to divert my attention, but you interrupted me." Although he said this, Fang Xiwen's body responded honestly.

It's soft and plump. Miss Wang is really well-endowed.

Because of her tall stature, it wasn't too difficult for Fang Xiwen to hold her.

After whispering in each other's ears for a while, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Ningzhu, do you want to hear my analysis of the case?"

"Yes. I just like going out to do things with you."

After correcting the flight direction, Wang Ningzhu said frankly.

"The first suspicious point is that the Yang family clearly got the goods, but they still wanted to silence them. This is a bit abnormal."

"Yeah. Even if Su Yang said the "price" of this deal is very high, it is not a big deal for the Yang family. There is no such thing as not being able to afford it.

So, is it to keep it secret?"

"I can only guess like this. But think about it, the tomb robber is used to this business, and he must have professional ethics, otherwise the Yang family would not have come to him.

As a result, not only did they kill the tomb robbers, but even their relatives were not spared, which shows that this matter is extremely important to the Yang family."

Fourteen people, not a single one left alive, this method of wiping out the entire family is truly cruel, he thought.

"That's strange. They went to such lengths to keep it secret, but some of it flowed to the West Quarter casually? You can call it a factional struggle within the Yang family, but there's something wrong."

"Besides that, there is one more thing..."

~~

The speed of the outdoor scene was very fast. Without stopping, the two arrived at the crime scene at dusk.

This is a village that looks very simple from a distance. There is a clear river running through the entrance of the village. Several wooden basins are floating on the river. There are girls in simple clothes squatting beside them washing clothes.

After pressing the cloud head, Fang Xiwen stepped on the ground, then put his hands together and said: "Miss Ningzhu, thank you for your hospitality."

"No formality."

The two walked side by side. As soon as they entered the village, the villagers passing by stopped what they were doing and kept looking at them with obscure eyes and silent scrutiny.

Seeing this, Wang Ningzhu was about to step forward to ask, but was stopped by him.

Shaking his head, Fang Xiwen just led her forward and continued to walk inside. After passing several houses, they finally stopped in front of a dilapidated workshop.

"This is it." After taking a light sniff, Wang Ningzhu raised his eyebrows. "There is a smell of blood, from a long time ago, but it has not dissipated yet."

"It's a wine shop."

The winery was not very big, just a small courtyard with two entrances. The eaves were old-fashioned and there were many broken pieces of wine jars scattered on the ground, with dark red marks on them.

A yellow flag emerged from behind the wall. It was tattered and looked desolate as it fluttered in the wind.

Walking into the courtyard, you can see signs of cleaning everywhere, but there are traces of dragging blood on the steps in the inner room. Going further in, there is a table placed abruptly at the door.

After walking through the area, Fang Xiwen turned back and found a child standing on tiptoe and looking around outside the yard. So he shone his hand towards the child and said, "Little guy, what are you looking at?"

"I didn't see anything." The child was too lazy to pay too much attention to him, turned around and was about to run, but stopped after a few steps.

Fang Xiwen flashed in front of him, took out a piece of cake from her arms, and said with a smile: "Talk to me for a few minutes, this is yours."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"You live in this village, so you must know the owner of this shop, right?"

"Sister Yue? I know her. The wine she brews is delicious and sweet," the child pointed at the broken pieces of the wine jar. "In the past, when it was just dawn and the adults hadn't come to drink yet, she would stand there with a spoon and give each of us a sip."

"He's a good man. What happened?"

"Dad said that their family had incurred a grudge and was visited by evildoers from the evil sect. Only Sister Yue is still alive..."

After answering a few more questions, the child happily ran away with the cakes.

Looking at his back, Wang Ningzhu sighed, thinking that children should speak without restraint.

Turning around, Fang Xiwen's brows were already furrowed. "So that's how the case was closed... Tsk, what a great way to make a big deal out of a small matter."

"What do you mean?"

"They pinned the murder on Brother Su Yang, and the dead won't make excuses."

"Six doors? How can this be possible!"

"Don't worry, let's go over there first."

~~

Lincheng, Six-Gate Prison.

In the dim light, Liu Yue, who had been detained for nearly ten days, had empty eyes and could no longer distinguish between day and night.

The woman sat on the ground, rubbing her feet against the floor and shrinking into the corner. She was wearing a gray rag: it covered her body carelessly, and her fair skin was stained with a few red marks, like a cheap porcelain with a few cracks, not worth looking at.

Careful guards would notice that there was often a strange look in her eyes, as if she wanted to recognize someone but couldn't.

Only when the food was pushed over to her did the woman close her eyes and curl up her body as if frightened.

"She's so pitiful. Why do we have to lock her up here..." After closing the cell door again, the guard lowered his voice and discussed with his colleagues.

Hearing this, the latter glanced at her and said, "Because she killed her brother with her own hands, not punishing her on the spot is already a great mercy from the city lord."

"But, but you and I both know that this crime is completely unfounded. What's the point of locking her up here?"

"You don't understand this," the colleague suddenly laughed, pointed at the rag, and said in a low voice: "When the time comes, the city lord can find a reason to present her to the government, and her career path will be smooth..."

"How can this be?"

"Hush! It's time to shut up," Patting his shoulder, his colleague said earnestly, "Take good care of her. Maybe we can share the credit later."

Soon the cell became quiet again, with only a few torches emitting some light.

At the same time, the lights in the office separated by several walls were on.

The man in a green robe was leaning over the table, writing something. Soon, he put down his pen, held up the paper with wet ink and put it next to the lamp, and nodded with satisfaction after studying it.

"I am so unlucky to be exiled here," the man put the paper on the table and reached out to embrace his concubine. "Hongxiu, you won't blame me for making you suffer, right?"

"How could that be? As the lord of a city, you work hard day and night. Hongxiu is so distressed that she can't even wait."