Huang Litian rushed forward quickly, grabbed Xu Xiu's shoulders and started shaking her violently.
"Who died? Say it again, who died?"
Xu Xiu felt as if her brain was being shaken evenly by Huang Litian.
"Master, didn't you say to stay calm and composed when facing problems?"
Slap! Slap!
Huang Litian slapped her twice upon hearing this, and shouted sternly.
"Stop your nonsense! Hurry up and tell me! What happened? Who died?"
"Ken... Kenson," Xu Xiu said pitifully.
"Is it someone with the same name?" Huang Litian asked in a low voice, holding onto the last shred of hope.
"No, it's that underground king, Kenson. Judging from the current situation, he and all his men in the underground black market should be dead," Xu Xiu said truthfully.
Huang Litian let go of Xu Xiu upon hearing this, and took several steps back, only managing to steady himself when he hit the desk.
Huang Litian was a lie detector. He knew clearly that his young apprentice wasn't lying.
But at this moment, he wished with all his heart that Xu Xiu was lying.
It was Kenson who died!
And it happened right in the city. All the people in the underground black market were dead. This was a huge scandal!
You may not know what Kenson was behind the scenes, but at least on the surface, he was one of the top ten outstanding philanthropists in Qingcheng, a person of great influence.
If he died, there might be chaos in Qingcheng!
"Let's go! We're going to the scene!"
Huang Litian's forehead veins were bulging. The college entrance examination was just one day away, and Qingcheng couldn't afford any accidents at this time!
When Huang Litian and Xu Xiu arrived at the scene, the inferno was still not completely extinguished, with occasional purple-red flames leaping out.
Huang Litian walked over quickly, but Xu Xiu hurriedly held him back.
"Master! Don't be so excited. This fire is very strange. Once it catches you, it can't be put out. It's very dangerous!"
"I know. You don't need to stop me."
Huang Litian's face turned extremely pale. The scene was exactly the same as the one at the farm. The same inferno.
All the evidence was reduced to ashes. There was nothing left, not even the bones, just a charred brown ground.
The farm was like this too. This black market was just a magnified version of the farm.
"Damn Kenson!"
Huang Litian couldn't help but curse under his breath. If it weren't for Kenson's obstruction of their investigation into the farm, maybe this wouldn't have happened today.
He now believed what Zhuge Ni said that Ye Lin and Ling Ye weren't the same person. After all, how could a high school student have the ability to massacre the entire black market?
Others might not know, but the Investigation Bureau was well aware that Kenson was actually a 50th-level transmuter!
Could all this be the work of that mysterious Ling Ye again?
But that didn't make sense. According to Zhuge Ni, she had seen that Ling Ye in the Newbie Secret Realm. So Ling Ye couldn't be the murderer.
Could it be that Ling Ye was only responsible for destroying the evidence, and the real murderer was someone else?
Huang Litian was extremely troubled.
Just then, Xu Xiu ran over in a panic, bringing him another piece of news that made his brows furrow even more.
Ten minutes later, in the Qingcheng Investigation Bureau, Huang Litian met Ji Fu.
"Mr. Ji."Huang Litian extended his hand to shake hands with Ji's father, but at that moment, Ji's father gave a bitter smile and raised his left arm which had been chopped off by Kenson.
Huang Litian's mouth twitched slightly.
"Mr. Ji, in an emergency, we'll skip the formalities. Can you tell me what happened? At around ten o'clock, you were attacked by Kenson and his men at the Ji family villa, right?"
"Yes." Ji's father closed his eyes in pain. "Everyone else died except me! My son and his classmate went outside and managed to escape."
Huang Litian used his professional skill, mind-reading, to sense that Ji's father wasn't lying, and frowned as he asked.
"Mr. Ji, can you explain how you survived? I mean no offense, but as far as I know, you're just an ordinary person, not a professional."
Huang Litian's meaning was clear: all the professionals died, but you, an ordinary person, are still alive. Why?
"It was Xiao Li."
Ji's father lit a cigarette with a snap and his eyes were filled with sorrow.
"Xiao Li was an orphan I adopted and also my personal bodyguard. He sacrificed himself to give me a chance to escape."
"What happened after that?" Huang Litian pressed.
"After that, I passed out. It was my son's classmate, Ye Lin, who found me and saved me. Then I came to the Investigation Bureau to report the case," Ji's father said as he took a drag on his cigarette.
"Did you know that Kenson is dead?" Huang Litian stared at Ji's father intently.
"Yes! I heard about his death on my way here to the Investigation Bureau! Good riddance! If he hadn't died, I would have found a way to kill him. Damn it!" Ji's father said viciously.
Huang Litian frowned. He found that everything Ji's father had said so far was true, without a single lie. That is to say, Ji's father hadn't lied at all.
Looking at Ji's father flicking the ash off his cigarette, Huang Litian was certain that Ji's father must know something about Kenson's death.
A truly skilled liar wouldn't lie when deceiving. Every word they say is true, but when combined together, they form a huge lie.
For example, the Chinese national football team is world-famous, and no other country's football team has ever defeated them in a World Cup match.
Or, for instance, my girlfriend was cheated on by her best friend, and I was so angry that I went and gave her friend a good beating.
This is a montage lie, using the truth to lie.
Such a crafty old fox was beyond the ability of even Huang Litian, an investigator with lie-detection skills.
"Alright, Mr. Ji, thank you for your cooperation. I've understood the situation. I plan to talk to your son Ji Lingyu and your son's classmate Ye Lin. I hope you don't mind?" Huang Litian asked.
"Of course not, Investigator Huang, please do as you wish," Ji's father said with a smile.
He had already rehearsed the story with Ji Lingyu and Ye Lin at home, and he was confident that Huang Litian wouldn't be able to find anything out. Soon, Ji Lingyu and Ye Lin were brought into the Investigation Bureau. Ye Lin looked around nervously, with a guilty expression, which immediately caught Huang Litian's attention!
Both of them were just high school students and couldn't be as crafty as Ji's father, so Huang Litian naturally saw them as the breakthrough point.
Plus, Ye Lin had been the prime suspect in the farm incident, and Huang Litian had long wanted to have a good talk with him.
"Hello, Ye Lin. My surname is Huang. You can call me Investigator Huang," Huang Litian extended his hand to shake Ye Lin's.
Ye Lin's expression was very serious: "Hello, Investigator Huang. I'm going to Erxianqiao and have to take Chenghua Avenue. I can only carry a little, not too much." ?