"I'm asking if this car can run," Huang Litian said with a headache.
"It can. It'll get us to Erxian Bridge," Ye Lin nodded seriously.
"No, you idiot!" Huang Litian realized he had been led astray by Ye Lin.
"Ye Lin!"
"Here!"
"I'm going to ask you a few simple questions. Just answer them. No need to say anything else. Do you understand?" Huang Litian said.
"Understood, Investigator Huang. I'm sorry. I just saw you were too serious and wanted to liven up the atmosphere with a joke," Ye Lin scratched his head sheepishly.
"Thank you," Huang Litian said solemnly. "Do you know Xu Zhihu?"
"No, I've never heard of that name," Ye Lin answered truthfully. He really didn't know that the black-hearted boss who bought his organs was named Xu Zhihu.
Huang Litian confirmed that Ye Lin wasn't lying, but he still persisted in asking.
"Have you been to the farm?"
"Yes," Ye Lin's expression suddenly turned frightened when he mentioned this.
"What's in the farm?"
Huang Litian stared intently into Ye Lin's eyes. A clue was coming!
"There were chickens in that farm!"
Huang Litian almost punched Ye Lin in anger: "Nonsense! There must be chickens in a farm!"
"No, Investigator Huang. Not ordinary chickens. They were over a hundred pounds each," Ye Lin said seriously.
When he mentioned the hundred-pound chickens, everyone around instantly perked up, stretching their ears to hear what Ye Lin would say next.
"That chicken even asked me if I wanted to play. It said I was in good condition and could be free of charge. I was scared and ran away," Ye Lin blinked and said. What he said was all the truth. When he lived in the slums, there were often old women who wanted to trick him into eating their food.
Huang Litian: "..."
He fell silent because he found that everything Ye Lin said was true.
There were now two possibilities. One, Ye Lin was a more cunning fox than Ji's father, pretending to be crazy and stupid. Two, Ye Lin had nothing to do with Xu Zhihu's death.
Huang Litian leaned towards the latter, so he didn't ask any more questions about the farm but instead turned to ask where Ye Lin was tonight.
But this question also led to no result because Ye Lin was indeed practicing swordsmanship with Ji Lingyu at the Transcender's Guild tonight. The Transcender's Guild had records of this, and it could be easily checked.
Huang Litian quickly retrieved the records. When he saw that Ye Lin had destroyed the dummy that could withstand the attacks of transcenders below level 40, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Ye Lin, can you explain why you, at level 16, were able to destroy a dummy that could withstand the attacks of transcenders below level 40?" Huang Litian asked with a half-smile.
"I was born with great strength," Ye Lin said without a hint of embarrassment.
"Born with great strength? I advise you to tell the truth. Otherwise, I might have to keep you here for the night," Huang Litian tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.
Ye Lin cursed inwardly. Others wouldn't be able to access the detailed records of the Transcender's Guild, but the Investigation Bureau naturally had the right to do so.
If he had known he was going to kill Kenson tonight, he wouldn't have been so flamboyant at the Transcender's Guild.
"It's thanks to Uncle Ji buying me a good set of equipment and my status as a curse caster. When I burst out, I reached that level. After all, the dummy couldn't dodge," Ye Lin said truthfully.
Huang Litian narrowed his eyes and tapped the table lightly.
If he put it that way, there was actually no problem. After all, the power of a curse was extremely terrifying. With a good set of equipment, it was possible for a level 16 to destroy a level 40 dummy puppet.
"Why did you release a curse, disregarding your health, just to test your strength on a dummy? Why?" Huang Litian frowned and asked."I don't really want to live anymore. Is that against the law?" Ye Lin blinked and asked.
"Not really."
Huang Litian didn't continue to press on this matter. Instead, he changed the subject and suddenly asked.
"Do you know Kenson?"
"I do. He's one of the top ten outstanding philanthropists in our city, but I haven't seen him much on TV."
"Oh? What's that about?" Huang Litian's eyes narrowed.
"My family is poor. We can't afford a TV."
Huang Litian: "..."
"Ye Lin, it seems you really know something about Kenson's death." A glint of sharpness flashed in Huang Litian's eyes. "From the very beginning until now, you've been dodging and trying to distract me. It's obvious that you don't want me to keep asking."
At the same time, a bold guess emerged in Huang Litian's mind.
A forbidden spellcaster! Someone capable of destroying a level 40 dummy!
This Ye Lin in front of him might be that mysterious Lingye! And Lingye might not just be one person, but a well-trained organization!
Once this thought emerged, it wouldn't go away!
With this, many things could be explained!
After the incident at Xu Zhihu's farm, Ye Lin was taken to the Ji family. Then, the Ji family was retaliated against by Kenson. And then, Kenson was killed.
"What do you have that could draw the attention of Kenson and the Ji Group? Xu Zhihu was the first to discover it, so he was killed by you! The farm and everyone in it were also burned to the ground by you."
"Then Kenson suppressed the matter and secretly prepared to retaliate against the Ji Group, killing everyone in the Ji family's villa. Ji Zong was even cut off a hand. You... or the force behind you, killed Kenson's entire family! Am I right, Lingye?"
Huang Litian stared intently into Ye Lin's eyes, as if trying to see any sign of panic.
But he was disappointed. Ye Lin was terrified inside, but on the surface, he still had that cute look and even winked at Huang Litian.
"Investigator Huang, what are you talking about? Don't say things without evidence that could cause trouble among us."
With Ye Lin's words, Huang Litian immediately deflated like a punctured balloon.
Yes!
No evidence!
Whether it was the farm or the underground black market, everything was burned to ashes by the industry fire, leaving no trace.
Even if his guess was the truth, what could he do? Without evidence, he still couldn't determine the nature of the matter.
Huang Litian took a deep breath. He firmly believed that even if his guess wasn't the truth, it was very close. Only this could explain the recent series of events.
But there was still one thing he couldn't figure out. The Ji family's villa was attacked at around 10:30 at night, and the underground black market caught fire at 3:30 in the morning. What happened during those five and a half hours?
If there had been a large-scale confrontation among the transmigrants in the underground black market, the investigation bureau would have received the news immediately.
But during those five and a half hours, there was complete silence, as if nothing had happened. Then, the fire suddenly broke out, burning the entire underground black market to the ground.
Huang Litian gave Ye Lin a deep look. He knew that asking Ye Lin any more wouldn't get him anywhere. He glanced at his watch and said.
"Ye Lin, it's 5:00 in the morning now. There are still 27 hours until the college entrance examination trial begins. You'd better hope that I don't find any evidence within these 27 hours."