Chapter 80

When he arrived at Wu Xinghua's house, naturally, he couldn't avoid some explanations. Ye Feng pushed all the blame onto the four ghost slaves who had escaped back to the secret realm and turned into yellow water. He only said that after learning his coworkers might be in danger, he hurriedly went to the workers' shed. To avoid implicating Qin Yan, he got off the car halfway and took another taxi to the shed. When he arrived, he saw the gruesome scene of his coworkers' deaths, which greatly shocked him. As for the murderer's appearance, he felt a sudden darkness before he could even see clearly, and he didn't know what happened afterward.

When he regained consciousness, he found Qin Yan unconscious beside him. He then took Qin Yan to the entrance of the residential area and intended to return to the workers' shed. However, before he could walk far, he saw a dark shadow flash in front of him and lost consciousness again. When he woke up, it was already around 4:30 AM.

As for why the murderer who killed his coworkers only made him and Qin Yan unconscious and didn't kill them, he didn't know.

Ye Feng had already thought this story through before coming to Wu Xinghua's house. It sounded far-fetched but was very effective because it completely exonerated him, pushing all the blame onto the ghost slaves who had already escaped and died.

After careful consideration, Ye Feng believed he absolutely could not reveal his true situation to Wu Xinghua and Qin Yan. Last night at the workers' shed, he was mostly in an invisible state, so even if someone saw him, they would only see that he had been there, not what he had done.

Ye Feng needed to plan a low-key, quiet, and stable life for himself. In the coming days, besides upgrading his cultivation, he would focus on making money to make up for his immense guilt and regret towards his coworkers.

Wu Xinghua was unaware of the shocking serial murders that had stunned the upper echelons of Mingzhu City, the police, and the media. Ye Feng only gave a brief account, and although she had many questions, seeing his haggard face, she didn't press further. After making him a cup of hot tea, she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Fifteen minutes later, Wu Xinghua came out with a steaming bowl of egg noodles. Watching Ye Feng devour the noodles, she suddenly felt a strange sense of melancholy and heartache. She wished time could stay still at this moment, but thinking of Qin Yan, who was still unconscious in the bedroom, and the intimate laughter she had seen between her and Ye Feng the previous day, she knew her wish was just a luxury.

After finishing the noodles, Ye Feng washed up briefly and was led to another bedroom by Wu Xinghua. Looking at the clean, new bedding, Ye Feng felt a warm feeling in his heart and couldn't help but hold Wu Xinghua's hand, sincerely thanking her, "Sister Xinghua, thank you."

Wu Xinghua's face turned red. Since realizing her feelings for Ye Feng the previous day, the usually bold and fierce woman had become flustered in front of him. Now, suddenly having her hand grabbed by Ye Feng, her heart raced like a drum. She hastily pulled her hand away and said softly, "What are you being so formal for? Go to sleep. You don't need to go to work today. Sleep as long as you want."

After saying this, Wu Xinghua quickly left the room, closed the door, leaned against it, and covered her chest. Her eyes were filled with waves of emotion, her lips tightly pressed together, and her mind was in turmoil, as if tied in a thousand knots.

The reason Ye Feng chose to eat and sleep at Wu Xinghua's house was also out of necessity. He had already adjusted the time ratio in the spatial realm back to 3:1, meaning three days in the spatial realm for every one day in reality, to ensure the Yin-Yang fruit would ripen sooner. Therefore, he couldn't return to the spatial realm for a long sleep. As for Qin Yan's law firm, he couldn't go back there either after careful consideration, as the police investigation would certainly lead to Qin Yan, and he didn't want to meet the police so soon.

Lying on the soft bed, scenes from the previous night flashed through his mind, and his thoughts were chaotic. After a long while, he finally fell into a deep sleep.

While Ye Feng was sleeping at Wu Xinghua's house, the police in Mingzhu City were as busy as donkeys. Experts from the Ministry of Public Security in Beijing had arrived overnight, forming a team of 10 people, with the head of the Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security as the team leader, and the rest being high-level experts in criminal investigation, forensics, evidence analysis, and pathology.

What surprised the Mingzhu police the most was that this 10-person team included an advisor, and this advisor was just a young man in his early twenties.

This young advisor hardly spoke during the meeting with the Mingzhu police. He only listened attentively, and after hearing the case details, he got up and left without saying goodbye to anyone. The other nine members of the team seemed to be used to this.

What was even more incomprehensible to the Mingzhu police was that this young advisor toured all the crime scenes without asking any questions or making any deductions. He just stood at the crime scenes, breathing deeply as if he were smelling something. At the last crime scene, the workers' shed, he dug some soil from the ground, sniffed it carefully, and then put it in a plastic bag. Only then did he say something that made everyone's eyes pop: "There's no need to protect these crime scenes anymore. You, the Mingzhu police, can't solve this case, and neither can the experts from the Ministry of Public Security. Close the case. From now on, this case has nothing to do with the police. I'll handle it. Give me the information on the two people you found at the scene. That's all."

Such a straightforward, decisive, and even arrogant statement to end a case that had shocked all of Mingzhu City?

The Mingzhu police couldn't understand it at all.

But what was even more incomprehensible was what followed.

The head of the Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, who was also the team leader for this mission, had a brief conversation with the young advisor and then made a final decision: "We will follow Advisor Qin Zhong's instructions. If he says the case has nothing to do with the police, then it has nothing to do with the police. If he says the case is closed, then it is closed. I will report the case details to the Ministry and also brief Secretary Tang of the Mingzhu Municipal Committee. Everyone, thank you for your hard work. You can all go back and rest."

All the local police and team members from Mingzhu City were shocked, especially Deputy Director Zhang Yang of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, who was at a loss for words. Was this a joke? Was this what a leader from a higher department would say?

From the time the case was reported to its conclusion, it hadn't even been a day, and it was suddenly over. This was an outcome he could never have imagined or guessed.

Since the higher-ups had spoken, the pressure on the Mingzhu police was lifted, but at the same time, their faces were completely tarnished. Just because of a word from a young advisor who hadn't even grown a full beard, the most heinous, cruel, and socially impactful case in Mingzhu's history was declared closed.

How could they explain this to the victims' families, the media, and the people of Mingzhu?

Was this a result of their confusion, or had they misunderstood something?

But when the Mingzhu police were still in a fog, a meeting was called at 10 AM, where the municipal committee and government confirmed that the case was indeed closed, or more accurately, had nothing to do with the Mingzhu police.

The case might continue to be investigated, but after receiving feedback from the Beijing team, the Ministry of Public Security issued an urgent red-headed document, ordering the Mingzhu police to immediately stop investigating the case and to unconditionally cooperate with the Beijing team's future investigations, especially with the work of Chief Advisor Qin Zhong.

Only then did the Mingzhu police finally give up. The case was really over. Some sighed, some were puzzled, and many more found it hard to understand and unbelievable.

It was only then that they realized how extraordinary the young advisor named Qin Zhong from Beijing was.

[Next week, the book will be strongly promoted. I'm quite nervous and hope for a good result. This week, I'm flying solo, so I hope for the support of my readers! Thank you!]

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