Chapter 611

Bang—

The sound of shattering porcelain blasted beside Professor Zeng's ear; he jumped in fright, his whole body trembling, he panicked and dodged to the side, but his knee struck the corner table, emitting a loud crisp crack.

Ow ow!

Professor Zeng fell outside, clutching his bent knee, pain making sweat pour down his forehead.

The one who threw the vase was Jin Chen.

He gently rubbed his fingers together, lowered his gaze at Professor Zeng, his eyes deep, aloof and merciless.

Professor Zeng, you're already up there in age—how can you still not learn that disaster comes from the mouth?

Jin Chen!! You're utterly unreasonable!

Professor Zeng is already up there in years—it's good that such a blow didn't break a bone.

He also realized, it's not just that Young Master Fu is sick—Jin Chen is sick too!

If he stays longer, not only money but even his life may not be saved! These two lunatics!

Professor Zeng trembled as he stood up, pointing at Jin Chen's nose: 'You two won't come to a good end! The Fu family simply won't tolerate you!'

Having said that, he dragged his lame leg away, fearing Jin Chen would go mad and beat someone again.

Not at all.

Fu Mu Ci hurriedly turned and cupped Jin Chen's face, serious yet adorable, "He's talking nonsense, I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it—I'm going to stay with Ci Bao for a long time."

Jin Chen's expression softened, he tapped Fu Mu Ci's soft lips with his index finger, "Your speech is getting sharper and sharper, Ci Bao, your progress is very fast."

"I will get better."

Fu Mu Ci's eyes and brows curved, yet he showed a stubbornness that others couldn't understand.

Jin Chen didn't believe him a bit.

In the afternoon, the meditation therapy proceeded as usual, and Jin Chen also used other treatments, but that inexplicably rising Blackening Value didn't budge at all.

Fortunately, Jin Chen wasn't in a hurry either; the most important thing now was to eliminate the hidden dangers in the manor.

From now on, he still had plenty of time to gradually reduce the young master's Blackening Value.

Professor Zeng had been driven away, so even Xu Li found it hard to say anything more; moreover, given Fu Mu Ci's current reliance on Jin Chen, Fu Zhenhua genuinely feared that if they changed doctors, his son would seek death or self-harm.

Simply let Jin Chen stay at the Fu Family residence, saving the daily back-and-forth.

The person delivering dinner turned out to be another aunt; Jin Chen probed with a few questions about Aunt Song, learned that her family had an emergency, she had taken half a month off, and he put his mind at ease.

During the meal, 0731 also brought another piece of news that could be considered good.

【Host! Those big guys went to settle scores with Ren Jia Ming, beating him black and blue, and because he kept messing up, he's already been completely dumped by Fei Yao!】

Actually, that was within Jin Chen's expectations.

He ate the vegetables the young master kept piling into his bowl one after another, showing little reaction; now that he had intervened, it would be strange if their relationship went smoothly.

That night, after Jin Chen coaxed the young master to sleep, he planned to probe the short-bearded servant for information.

Even if he had nothing to do with the past events, he surely knew at least some clues.

—

The high-hanging moon, the servants in the manor all knew the young master slept poorly, and the nights were quiet.

"Don't move."

A cold, stern voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room, slicing through the night's silence, icy as a blade, piercing to the bone.

The short-bearded man widened his eyes, feeling the threat of death at his throat; the icy blade made him unable to suppress panic.

Because he had his back to the night light, he couldn't see the visitor's face clearly; he only knew the voice was very young, not like what he remembered.

But this did not let the short-bearded man relax.

He raised both hands, indicating he would cooperate.

Jin Chen put away the fruit knife.

"I don't want to kill you; I just came to ask a few things."

"You, you …"

The short-bearded man was still trembling somewhat.

"How much do you know about what happened to Fu Mu Ci that year?"

Jin Chen asked while tossing a card onto the bed.

"As long as you can provide useful clues, the two million in this card are yours."

The short-bearded man stared at that card for a long time, gritted his teeth, and reluctantly took it.

"Worst case, I'll quit later! Take this money and go back to my hometown!"

"I'll talk!"

The short-bearded man originally worked as a gardener for the Fu Family.

Summer nights bring many mosquitoes; although the manor has incense to repel them, sometimes it inevitably harms the plants, so he does nighttime maintenance and pest removal.

That day, as usual, he went out to work on the lawn in the evening, his task order starting from the servants' outer house door and ending at the manor's main gate.

After trimming a few broken branches, he saw someone sneaking and crouching behind the bushes, not knowing what they were looking at.

Thinking it was a thief sneaking in, the short-bearded man got a fright; upon feeling his pocket, he realized he had no phone, glanced at the gardening shears in his hand and the fire tongs at his feet, and was pondering whether he could overpower the intruder.

At that moment, he saw the young master coming this way, and the little boy beside him kept glancing toward where that person was hiding.

The short-bearded man realized things had gone wrong—this was deliberately luring the young master over!

But he was naturally timid, already scared out of his wits, also afraid he couldn't save the young master; if something happened he'd be blamed by the master, or else he'd simply pretend ignorance…

While he was hesitating, he heard Aunt Song's shout again, and following that shout, the person hiding in the bushes seemed to have been frightened and actually ran away.

The short-bearded man let out a long breath, secretly thinking, "Good thing that thief is also a coward."

He wanted to go out to let the young master hurry back, then he saw a sturdier, taller black shadow rush out from the other side!

The subsequent events were no different from what Fu Mu Ci remembered, except that from the short-bearded man's perspective, after the black shadow killed the person, his first reaction was to rush into the outer room, and only after finding himself blocked did he climb over the wall to leave.

"But, but I can guarantee that the ones who appeared before and after were two different people; their builds were not the same, and the later murderer was taller and sturdier!"

Finally, after stammering through the whole story, the short-bearded man felt his back and realized he was drenched in sweat.

After listening, Jin Chen pondered and asked, "After that incident back then, all the servants were replaced; why are you unharmed?"

"I, I have some connection with the steward; after leaving here, I couldn't find anywhere else such an easy job that pays, so I spent some money to get the steward not to fire me."

Anyway, he's just a gardening servant; following Fu Zhenhua's habit, he indeed wouldn't pay much attention.

"Then... then it was two years ago."

The short-bearded man originally thought the murderer had been caught, and the manor had tightened security because of the young master's illness, so such things would never happen again.

Who would have thought that after so many years, he would actually see that person again; at first he wasn't sure, but until the manor's electricity suddenly cut off at night, he saw through the lawn's landscape lights the person's fleeing back as they ran away.

Gradually, it overlapped with that figure from back then.

That person even turned his head to look at him for several seconds! It was as if he knew he was standing there!

At that moment, the short-bearded man's blood ran cold throughout his body, and his legs began to tremble.

The murderer hasn't been caught and thrown in prison!! He's still in the Fu family! So many years have passed! He's still in the Fu family!