Chapter 110: Thin Golden Bracelet

"No, actually we found out very early who killed him. It was a cook named Feng San who did it," Zhan Xiongying said.

Director Bao Junyi immediately showed a look of realization.

He had said the Internal Surveillance Department couldn't have moved that slowly.

"But afterwards, when we went to Feng San's home, we didn't catch this Feng San. Moreover, we dug up a skeleton that had been dead for over a year from under his floorboards.

Finally, by tracing his bloodline through his nephew, we proved that the skeleton was indeed Feng San himself," Zhan Xiongying said.

Director Bao Junyi heard this and was instantly shocked, his eyes widening.

"The Feng San who poisoned Sima Xuan was a fake?"

"We guessed that too. The problem is, who exactly was the imposter posing as Feng San?

The first investigation ended right there. Because we didn't find the real culprit!

The second time, we pursued another case, and this Feng San appeared again. This Feng San was probably too useful, so the real culprit kept using this identity. We followed the clues all the way to Xiancheng, to the last person who had any contact with Feng San.

He said that on the very day Sima Xuan died, this Feng San left the city.

But that should be impossible. Because as soon as Sima Xuan's death was confirmed, the Patrol Department sealed off the entire City Lord's Manor. During the initial verification, this Feng San was present.

"What?" Director Bao Junyi heard this and frowned tightly. "Something's wrong. One was in the City Lord's Manor, the other left the city. Which city gate did he leave from? Did any City Guard see Feng San leave?"

"Yes. The last person who had contact with Feng San was a soldier in the City Guard responsible for guarding the city gate. He personally saw Feng San leave the Dongcheng Gate on the afternoon of Sima Xuan's death. Because Feng San frequently entered and exited the Dongcheng Gate, he knew Feng San.

On the day Feng San left, he happened to be on duty."

A chill of dread surged through Director Bao Junyi's body.

"This is a master. He's been playing us like fools."

"The third time we tracked down this Feng San was four months ago. Four months ago, a major case occurred outside the neighboring Xiancheng. Hundreds of cultivators were brutally killed inside Jiugu Mountain.

Among those killed cultivators was the name Feng San. Coincidentally, among those who knew him in that Xiancheng, it was confirmed that although his appearance was different, he was still a cook."

Zhan Xiongying said.

Director Bao Junyi was already feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Is this fellow a human, a ghost, a demon, or a devil?"

"I don't know. You know, whether human, ghost, demon, or devil, they are all developing informants, all infiltrating our sect's safe zones in batches," Zhan Xiongying said. "The sect's territory is too vast. Don't harbor any hopes of luck. Those of us in the Patrol Department and Internal Surveillance Department should know from the day we joined that all kinds of bizarre things could appear within the sect's safe zones.

Only by eliminating these bizarre things can we truly protect the safety of the sect's internal safe zones."

Director Bao Junyi heard this and felt a severe headache.

"So, did you discover traces of Feng San again this time?"

"No. We came this time just to incidentally investigate the real culprit and the mastermind behind poisoning Sima Xuan," Zhan Xiongying said.

"Investigate. Whether we find him or not, as long as it remains an unsolved case, we must continue investigating," Director Bao Junyi said stubbornly. If even they gave up, then who would speak out for Sima Xuan's injustice?

We cannot let a current City Lord of the sect die so grievously.

Then who would dare to work for the sect in the future?

"Hurry and get someone to prepare some breakfast for me. I haven't eaten since leaving the sect. Let's talk while we eat, and you tell me the specific situation over here," Zhan Xiongying said.

Upon hearing this, Director Bao Junyi immediately ordered someone to set breakfast on the table.

Although he had already eaten, he didn't mind having another meal with his senior brother.

While sending someone to arrange breakfast, he quietly whispered to his senior brother standing beside him: "Alright. Since I've only been here a short time, I haven't had a chance to fully grasp the situation in this Xiancheng. There are twenty-eight cultivation families in the east, south, west, and north of this Xiancheng that have been established for over three hundred years.

Only twelve of them appear to have no problems. The other sixteen have all had some issues, more or less.

Additionally, the City Lord, Xu Yi, has only recently taken office.

This fellow is also somewhat profound and unfathomable."

"People who can become City Lords are never ordinary," Zhan Xiongying said, curling the corners of his mouth.

Director Bao Junyi also curled the corners of his mouth, then continued speaking...

Meanwhile, outside the Dongcheng Gate.

Su Hanlin and An Qian were haggling with a young cultivator named Feng Qi.

Feng Qi had a youthful face and looked young, but he already owned a flying carriage, specifically responsible for transporting goods and people outside the city.

"We're just going to Zhanggu Forest. It's such a short distance; three spirit stones is plenty," An Qian said.

"No, no, it must be five spirit stones. Even though it's close, I still have to drive you for nearly half an hour," little Feng said stubbornly: "You two are big, living humans. Isn't my little horse tired pulling you and the big carriage?"

"You..." An Qian wanted to haggle with him again.

But Su Hanlin saw Su Jian coming over with Su Jin. "Alright, five spirit stones then."

"No, no, three is just right; five is too much." An Qian was used to being thrifty. She was unwilling to pay extra spirit stones no matter what. "Besides, if he doesn't want to take us, there are plenty of people willing to take us at this price."

"You are too stingy. Hmph, I won't take you," Feng Qi looked at An Qian and Su Hanlin, turned around directly, and pulled his flying carriage to find someone else.

Su Jian saw this scene and laughed outright.

He not only laughed, but also gave An Qian a thumbs-up.

"Right. Pay exactly what should be paid. We won't pay an extra single spirit stone."

An Qian shyly brushed her hair.

"I'm not targeting him personally. I just think we should spend spirit stones reasonably."

"We all think that way. Just find another flying carriage willing to take us."

"Alright, I'll go find one right now." After An Qian finished speaking, she went to contact other waiting flying carriages, and Su Hanlin followed closely behind.

After they walked away, Su Jin tugged Su Jian's sleeve. She whispered softly: "Big brother, that driver just now was dangerous."

"How do you know?" Su Jian was startled, then lowered his voice and asked quietly.

Su Jin looked at the thin golden bracelet on her right hand. "It was... Blood Xue Chiluo who told me."

Actually, it was Busatan on her hand who told her.

Last night, before she went to sleep, she entered Little Wu Tian to check. Jin Tong Mu told her that Busatan had recovered, and she should take him out and place him with Blood Xue Chiluo. Blood Xue Chiluo would teach the new little brother.

As soon as Busatan emerged, it transformed into a slender golden bracelet and lay upon her hand.