Chapter 516

"But it's actually still Beijia-produced, just goes for a lap outside and becomes legal?" Mai Xuewen spread his hands: "Besides Beijia, where else is it so easy to hunt demons?"

Being a northern demon country, of course, there are many demon clans. In human countries all over the world, demons hide in deep mountains and marshes, scattered and hard to find.

Out of efficiency and cost considerations, of course, hunting demons in Beijia is the most cost-effective.

He Lingchuan thought for a while: "You said, sent to refine medicine... then the medicine isn't refined by Cen Boqing himself?"

Mai Xuewen smiled softly: "You are very sharp. The refiner is someone else, but you should pass the current difficulty first, then I can tell you."

"Why?"

"If you can't even catch Cen Boqing, you won't be able to do anything later."

He Lingchuan looked at him and said: "The one who has a grudge against you isn't Cen Boqing, right?"

Mai Xuewen smiled without saying a word.

"Since you want to cooperate, you have to show sincerity." He Lingchuan crossed his arms. "How are you going to help me?"

"I can give you two clues." Mai Xuewen held up a finger. "First, the person who went to the county jail to collude with Fu Songhua is named Pang Denian, who is also Wu Kai's subordinate. The bribed jailer died, so he was fine, and was sent to Houjia Village in the southwest of Bai Sha to do chores and avoid the limelight, using the alias Chen Erhei; no one there recognizes him at all. Houjia Village seems to have no connection with the Cen Mansion on the surface, but it is actually controlled by Cen Boqing's cousin."

He paused and added: "The reason Wu Kai didn't kill Pang Denian to silence him might be because his grandson once fell into the water and was saved by Pang Denian, and the two have had a good relationship since then."

"Second, I found out that another group hunting demons and taking beads is in Xiaohulu Town, Baiting County, led by someone named Yang Song, and there should be five or six people under him."

The tiger Jiao Yu interrupted: "Wait a minute, Baiting County is not in the Chi Yan territory."

"Each group under Wu Kai is scattered in different vassal demon countries." Mai Xuewen looked at it. "Baiting County is still close, only seventy or eighty miles away from the northern border of Chi Yan."

"Still have to cross the border to catch people?" He Lingchuan frowned. "What about the other groups?"

"I speculate there are three or four more groups, but they don't know each other and don't contact each other; the only middleman is Wu Kai." He said to He Lingchuan. "These two clues are directly related to Wu Kai. If you catch them, you might be able to ask for more details."

"Just this? Too little useful stuff."

"If they hadn't done it so cleanly, it wouldn't be your turn to investigate the case now." Mai Xuewen sighed. "Then I'll give you another clue: Wu Kai lost his wife and son early in life, but has a grandson. These past few days, his daughter-in-law has brought his grandson to Bai Sha for a visit."

He Lingchuan was dissatisfied: "I thought you would tie Wu Kai up and give him to me directly."

"The entire Cen Mansion is set up with arrays, forbidding escape techniques; the snail-toad can't get in." Clearly, Mai Xuewen had tried. "Besides, Wu Kai is almost inseparable from Cen Boqing, and they both have secret guards protecting them."

The snail-toad is only suitable for sneak attacks.

He Lingchuan thought for a while: "What kind of personality does Cen Boqing have?"

"Don't look at him as arrogant to outsiders; he is actually suspicious and weak inside, easily compromised, but sometimes he can be reckless; you could say his temperament is complex and changeable. By the way, he also extremely hates trouble."

He Lingchuan pondered.

Arrogant outside but weak inside, easily going to extremes when pushed into a corner? People with this kind of personality don't seem to be in the minority.

"How did Uncle Wu come to recognize Cen Boqing as his master?"

"Wu Kai was the close attendant of Cen Boqing's father, Cen Dan; after Cen Dan passed away, he followed Cen Boqing and has been with him for more than ten years."

"According to this, Wu Kai is deeply trusted by Cen Boqing?"

"That's natural; otherwise, how could such things as hunting demons and taking beads be handed over to Wu Kai to do?" Mai Xuewen added, "I'll give you another piece of advice."

"Oh?" This guy's tone was truly arrogant.

"This case is being investigated deeper and deeper; you can't handle it alone, so hurry up and ask the Crown Prince for help."

"I also have a question for you." He Lingchuan suddenly threw out an irrelevant question. "There is a painting in your study, a woman in the painting playing a bone flute. Where did this painting come from, and who is the person in the painting?"

Why ask this suddenly? Let alone Mai Xuewen, even the tiger on the side forgot to lick its fur.

Mai Xuewen said immediately: "The painting is with you?"

He Lingchuan took the scroll out of the storage ring and shook it at him.

"I collected it from the market; I kept it because I saw its exquisite painting skills."

He Lingchuan was displeased: "If you continue to talk nonsense, I will drop this case and ignore it."

Mai Xuewen was silent for a while before saying: "This painting was painted twenty years ago; the person in the painting is the current master of the Qinggong, the Green Sun National Teacher."

What? It's the Green Sun National Teacher? This answer greatly exceeded He Lingchuan's expectations: "This is one of the four National Teachers of Beijia?"

"Exactly."

"What is the origin of the instrument in her hand?"

"That flute?" Mai Xuewen asked curiously. "Why do you ask this?"

Nonsense, if it weren't for the bone flute, why would he go to such trouble to investigate the case? "I seem to have seen that flute."

"Perhaps it's a collection of the Qinggong." Mai Xuewen's eyes flickered. "The Green Sun National Teacher likes to collect strange objects and has been in office the longest; the rare treasures collected by the Qinggong are more than those of the other three National Teachers combined."

He Lingchuan stared at him. It's a pity that this waiter's facial expression was stiff, and he couldn't see anything: "You really don't know the origin of the flute?"

"I only know that it seems to have been in the hands of the Green Sun National Teacher for a long time."

"And what is your relationship with the Qinggong National Teacher?"

Mai Xuewen answered fluently: "No relationship."

Heh, He Lingchuan didn't believe it, but the other side refused to say more. He let out a soft breath and continued: "Based on the existing evidence and clues, it's not convenient for the Crown Prince to come forward. What's more, I don't have a suitable reason to stop Zhongsun Mou from taking Fu Songhua back to Lingxu City."

He didn't have solid evidence in his hands, and Fushan Yue would be very passive if he came.

"You could say, whenever Zhongsun Mou finds Fu Songhua, this case will end." He said word by word. "At that time, you won't have a chance."

So in the past few days, those opponents were searching the whole city for Fu Songhua, and even the Fan brothers didn't come to trouble He Lingchuan.

As long as that wanted criminal from Lingxu City is retrieved, this competition can come to an end.

All of Mai Xuewen's long-term planning would be washed away.

Mai Xuewen clearly couldn't accept this result, so he thought for a while and said: "Then I'll do you another favor. Tomorrow happens to be the Lotus Fragrance Festival..."

"Shut up!" He Lingchuan suddenly slapped the table and scolded. "You are a suspect, I am a special envoy; I don't need your help, and I won't make any deals with you!"

Mai Xuewen: "..."

Jiao Yu: "..."

Not making a deal, is the special envoy playing with people? "I'm just trying to get words out of the suspect." He Lingchuan said, taking out a box and opening it, inside were a few moist small round beads.

He took one out to play with, and was about to crush it casually.

Mai Xuewen stared straight at it, and couldn't help but stop him: "Don't!"

He Lingchuan didn't crush it either, just glanced at him, smiled, and slowly put the round bead back into the box: "It seems you are very close to me."

"You can't catch me, especially in this weather."

The rain outside hadn't stopped, and even with the windows closed, the room was very damp.

"Don't have any crooked ideas, and don't think about messing up other people's celebrations." He Lingchuan warned him sternly. "Come and surrender early, otherwise when I catch you, I will definitely punish you severely!"

Mai Xuewen looked at him deeply: "You are quite interesting; I hope you are still alive after the case is closed."

"Don't bother."

As soon as the words fell, the waiter took two steps back and almost fell.

He stood firm with a start, and when he looked around, he was full of confusion: "This?"

What happened, how did he sneak into the guest's room?

He looked back and saw the doors and windows closed, the large wooden barrel steaming, and couldn't help but shiver. Could, could it be? Fortunately, the guest pointed behind him: "Get out."

It seems Mai Xuewen withdrew his supernatural power, and the waiter could be himself again.

The waiter ran away in a flash, not forgetting to close the door. It seemed Mai Xuewen's magic didn't cause him any damage.

He Lingchuan looked at the large barrel of hot water.

Sending hot water in the middle of summer? Crazy! But since it was sent, it would be a waste not to use it.

However, before he could undress, the tiger Jiao Yu plopped into the water, resting its large head on the edge of the wooden barrel.

"Anyway, you don't bathe in the room." It half-closed its eyes, its demeanor looking exactly like an old man soaking in a bath.

"..." This guy really knows how to enjoy.

Jiao Yu also asked him: "What riddles are you two playing?"

It always felt that the final actions and questions of the two had some mystery, as if both sides understood something, only it didn't see through it.

Humans, heh, eight hundred heart-eyes.

"Is there?" He Lingchuan smiled, scooped up a towel from the hot water, folded it into a square, and placed it on its forehead. "You're overthinking."

In the steaming heat, his smile looked a bit blurry.

"A storm is coming."

Jiao Yu: "Huh?"

It turned its head, only to see He Lingchuan lying on the couch, hands behind his head, his demeanor leisurely, as if he hadn't said that sentence just now.

On the attic across the street.

Two sentries were staring blankly at the wooden window opposite, when a guard from the Cen Mansion suddenly appeared behind them: "Any movement?"

The two were so scared they almost jumped up.

"No, everything is normal." They only cared about the Crown Prince's special envoy's performance in the inn; they had been watching for days, and the person was very disciplined, eating, sleeping, and chatting.

The guard looked, and He Lingchuan's wooden window was closed. "What is he doing?"

"Bathing." The two replied. "The waiter sent a large barrel of hot water."

The guard gave an "um" and was about to turn around, when he suddenly felt something was wrong:

"Wait, doesn't he always go to the bathhouse to bathe?"

"Yes, but..." Why couldn't he bathe in the guest room if he wanted to?

The guard raised his hand and slapped each of them on the back of the head: "He closed the window under the name of bathing; this is an abnormality, why don't you know how to report it!"

After saying that, he hurried downstairs, leaving the two sentries in the attic feeling uneasy.

It's a pity that the guard went too late; by the time he arrived at the inn, He Lingchuan's door was already open, and several waiters were moving the barrel out.

The water was a bit dirty, and there were some charred yellow and reddish hair floating on it.

(End of chapter)