Chapter 262: Blank Paper

"Your old friend is just a coward. I can't figure out why you are still thinking about her," Zhong Kui retorted with disdain.

Xi He's gaze instantly became sharp, and he said fiercely to Zhong Kui: "You are not qualified to evaluate her. Also, if you don't want to disappoint Qi Fei, you'd better control that sharp tongue of yours, otherwise the next one to die will be Qi Dongjun."

Zhong Kui's face sank, knowing that he would do what he said. And as Xi He spoke, his attention had returned to Qi Fei: "Let me hear your findings along the way. Have you investigated the white skeleton in the white house clearly?"

"You went to such lengths just to make me investigate the cause of Feng Yongshou's death?" Qi Fei stared at Xi He's face and asked, puzzled.

It was strange that when Qi Fei asked this, the corners of Xi He's mouth rose inadvertently, as if he had already won a move in this invisible chess game.

"Along the way, I have been thinking, why are you tossing about like this?" Qi Fei continued, "Until just now, Feng Yongfu's death made me understand."

"Oh?" Xi He looked interested, but a subtle surprise flashed in his eyes, as if Qi Fei's turn in words was not within his prediction.

"Your biggest mistake was killing Feng Yongfu," Qi Fei said, pointing to the corpse lying on the ground, "You told Zhong Xiaoyu that this person had a relationship with our mother. However, the clues we traced along the way were all about the intersection between Feng Yongshou and Xi Zi Yun.

Feng Yongfu, this outsider, why did he suddenly become so important, important enough for you to kill him? Xi He, you are really too anxious." There seemed to be fire burning in Qi Fei's eyes, "Because he was about to expose the biggest flaw in the events you designed and misled me along the way—Zhong Kui's subconscious drive to settle in Sanwu Town was for Feng Yongfu, not Feng Yongshou—if the story about Feng Yongshou is fake, then the story about Xi Zi Yun is also fake."

When Qi Fei said this, Xi He suddenly laughed. This laughter was perverse, echoing in the culvert, and the tail rhyme sounded more like a shrill cry.

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Fei questioned.

"Qi Fei, have you been with this shaman for too long and become suspicious? Where did these groundless fantasies come from?" Xi He pointed at Zhong Kui and said loudly to Qi Fei.

"No, I am very sure of what I am saying. All these inferences are based on you, not Zhong Kui. It was you who reminded me to look towards the starting point. It's just that you let me look at the starting point of our parents, while what I saw was the starting point of you doing all this—there were only three people in our world from beginning to end, Mom, me, and you. Everything else is a distraction.

You let me tell you the content of the investigation. Shouldn't these be known to you before me? Could it be that kidnapping Dad and killing Feng Yongfu was just to test my investigative ability? That's not possible, right?" As he spoke, Qi Fei took a few steps forward. At this time, there was only one meter between him and Xi He. This was the closest the brothers had been in so many years. Qi Fei's voice was slightly hoarse, and he said to Xi He word by word, "What you want is to punish the heart."

Xi He just looked straight into Qi Fei's eyes and didn't speak.

Qi Fei was like exploring in Xi He's dark heart path, continuing: "All clues pointed to Mom, pointed to Xi Zi Yun. These clues were all guided by you for me to discover. So clear, so easy. I admit, I had painful struggles in this process. The Xi Zi Yun outlined from the investigation was the black glove for Qi Dongjun's fortune, the conspirator who manipulated Feng Yongshou to kill. She was too inconsistent with the gentle and kind mother in my memory."

Qi Fei said, and suddenly recited a scripture: "All phenomena are false visions, like dreams, like flames, like the moon in the water, like images in a mirror, born from delusions." This was the scripture that Cui Nian was obsessed with in the Mirror Demon Case, and now it became the password for Qi Fei to solve Xi He's puzzle, "It was you who taught me to question those 'facts' that seemed impeccable.

Just now I checked Feng Yongfu's injuries and found a clear burn scar on the back of his neck. How could a craftsman who makes urns get burned in this part, unless he had entered the furnace when it hadn't completely cooled down.

However, shouldn't the person who needs to do this be Feng Yongshou?

When analyzing the character relationships, I found that the information about Feng Yongshou was mainly concentrated on two people, one is Feng Yongfu, and the other is the old lady who had seen Yu Hongxia and the Feng brothers in Baishui Residential District.

However, I carefully recalled the scene when we met the old lady. It was Feng Yongfu who took the initiative to talk to the old lady, suggesting that he was one of the two brothers who had stayed at Yu Hongxia's house back then.

The old lady couldn't recognize him long ago, but he reminded the old lady that he was the more naughty one, and the more obedient one was his younger brother Feng Yongshou.

It was also because of the old lady's memories of Feng Yongshou that led us to turn the investigation to Xi Zi Yun.

However, the old lady only remembered that the child who played closely with Xi Zi Yun was the obedient boy. As for whether this boy was named Yongshou or Yongfu, it was Feng Yongfu who told her that day.

So along the way, you could always be one step ahead of us and arrange everything, because Feng Yongfu, this disguised victim, is actually your eye and puppet, right?

The boy who took Xiao Yun to play at the old lady's house back then was not Feng Yongshou, but Feng Yongfu.

This means that all information obtained from Feng Yongfu needs to be reorganized.

You must be enjoying the feeling right now. I can't give you a definite answer, because no one can overturn all previous clues in such a short time, and it is impossible to sort out a complete case.

However, I cannot smear the name Xi Zi Yun before everything is clear. Her weight in my heart is much heavier than you think."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Xi He praised in a yin and yang tone, "Very moving, but I only look at the results. If you can't give me an answer, Qi Dongjun will be dead." As he spoke, he began to imitate the sound of a clock walking, "Tick, tick..."

The two seemed to have returned to the living room of the white building, returned to their childhood days. The hands of the antique clock turned with Xi He's voice, getting closer and closer to Qi Dongjun's death date.

However, Qi Fei, standing opposite Xi He, remained motionless, letting Xi He provoke him, as if the person delaying time was Qi Fei, not Xi He.

A mobile phone ringtone suddenly rang in the culvert. Wu Shanqiu answered the phone and then said: "Fei Ge, the game is over."

With a "click," the handcuffs were already on Xi He's hands. It was Qi Fei who handcuffed him personally. Not far away, Zhong Kui had already revealed a victorious smile...