Free Web NovelChapter 474: Chapter 410: Dark Material
Later, Tong Han claimed he was tired and needed to rest as a reason to close his eyes and ask Yang Xiao to leave. After returning to his apartment, Yang Xiao’s mood couldn’t calm down for a long time. He had been prepared for the fact that Mo Daidai was unreliable for quite some time. Being a businessman, he knew that the kind-hearted do not lead troops and the just do not handle wealth. Although businessmen value trust, this doesn’t mean they would make a loss in their dealings.
Bluntly put, if Mo Daidai were in his position during the mission, he would never risk his own life to save anyone. And if a friend were in trouble, he certainly wouldn’t take risks like he did for Fu Qingzhu.
Yang Xiao understood this and didn’t feel it was unusual. Everyone has their own aspirations, and besides, Mo Daidai comes from a wealthy and influential family; his life is precious.
Over the years, Yang Xiao had realized one thing: there is never equality among people. The disparity between individuals is even greater than that between people and dogs. He didn’t expect too much from Mo Daidai. As long as the business was fair and reasonable, he could accept it.
What surprised him the most was the young man Tong Han spoke of, the one standing behind the woman in red. This person actually looked like him.
The identity of the woman in red was very likely the original owner of the Drama Robe. So who was the man behind her, the one she was protecting?
After pondering for a moment, Yang Xiao took out paper and pen and began to sketch the scenes that appeared in his mind. The images of the woman in red and the young man were somewhat blurry, but the remaining seven people seemed etched deep in his mind, appearing naturally on the paper as he picked up his pen.
A Taoist in a purple robe, holding a Bronze Bell, his Magic Artifact.
A Monk carrying a Tiger Head Sickle, a person wearing a Patchwork Robe with a hat full of feathers performing a shamanic dance, holding a Soul Summoning Banner in his left hand, a woman with yellow paper on her face, an Armored General holding a Spiritual Tablet, and an old man in plain clothes with black shoes with white soles, his eyes tightly shut, a worn threshold laid out before his feet.
The last figure, a middle-aged man with a rough face, was very familiar to Yang Xiao, as this man was holding a Human Bone Staff, which was now in his possession.
Soon, vivid figures sprang forth onto the paper, which was very important for Yang Xiao. It seemed that these individuals were the murderers of the woman, and in the future, the original owner of the Drama Robe might ask him to seek them out one by one to help her avenge herself.
Those who participated in attacking the woman were all top-notch experts, but Yang Xiao wasn’t very frightened. After so many years, these people were probably all dead, leaving perhaps only some descendants, or worse, their Magic Artifacts lost to unknown locations.
No matter how one looked at it, these individuals’ Magic Artifacts were valuable items. He had personally witnessed their strange powers. If there was a chance to collect all these Magic Artifacts in the future, then one must ask, who would be his match.
As he was immersed in expectations for the future, suddenly, his phone on the table vibrated. It was Fu Qingzhu. Fu Qingzhu had sent a message wanting to meet with him, at 9 PM at the usual place.
At 9 o’clock sharp, Yang Xiao arrived as promised, pushing open the door of the private room. Fu Qingzhu had already arrived early, and upon seeing Yang Xiao come in, immediately rose to greet him and took Yang Xiao’s hand and sat down.
Fu Qingzhu’s eyes were reddened, his voice choked up a bit as he spoke, "My good brother, that I could survive this calamity is all thanks to your help. I will remember this kindness in my heart."
Yang Xiao raised his glass, laughing, "It’s good you’re alright, let’s not talk about this between us."
After clinking glasses, they both downed their drinks in one gulp. Yang Xiao seemed to think of something and holding his glass, he asked, "How is your situation going? Is it really appropriate for you to meet me at such a critical time?"
Hearing this, Fu Qingzhu sighed and slowly nodded, "Don’t worry, everything is arranged properly. That friend of yours really has incredible connections. He has evidence of Wu Peide’s illegal activities over the years, enough to nail him. Moreover, Wu Peide has also mysteriously disappeared."
"Do you know who it was that took me to the United Federation to explain the situation?" Fu Qingzhu asked with a secretive expression.
"Who?"
"President Chi Hengzhong of the Rongcheng Chamber of Commerce." Fu Qingzhu whispered.
Although he had suspected it, Yang Xiao still feigned surprise, "It’s him?"
Fu Qingzhu nodded, then poured Yang Xiao another glass of wine before pouring one for himself, and took a slow sip, "Yes, I didn’t expect it either. President Chi is known for his high standards, and I didn’t think he would personally intervene for a small figure like me. Your friend must be quite influential."
"Of course, it’s your capability that matters, brother. I know the huge price you paid for this matter. I, Fu Qingzhu, will remember this favor. From now on, your issues are my issues, just say the word, don’t be polite." Fu Qingzhu raised his glass, and the two clinked glasses again.
Yang Xiao put down his glass and smiled, "So, with Wu Peide dead, can you move up a step, brother?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Qingzhu sighed, "The process has already started, and if nothing unexpected occurs, it will be announced at the meeting in three days. Several of Wu Peide’s subordinates are dead or missing, and I am the only one qualified. Of course, this is also thanks to your friend’s maneuvers. I’ve heard that those people on the review board have received quite a few benefits."
"Then let me congratulate President Fu in advance," Yang Xiao smiled. With Fu Qingzhu at the Apostles Union, he could count on an efficient ally in the days to come.
"Let’s not talk about this now, I called you here today because there is something I need to tell you." Fu Qingzhu turned around, took a briefcase from the sofa, opened it, and pulled out a kraft paper bag, which looked like a document pouch, "Take a look."
Seeing Fu Qingzhu’s serious expression, Yang Xiao knew this matter was important. He quickly opened it, and inside were four investigation reports, pinned together by a paperclip. Yang Xiao frowned when he saw that the first one was about him, marked with the word "confidential" at the title.
Upon flipping it open, it recorded some of his deeds. The most prominent were two events. The first was a shooting near Pearl Park. That night, a guy known as Yellow Hair and two hooligans ambushed him, intending to kill him. He hadn’t coddled them and had pulled out a gun to teach them a lesson, injuring three. According to the report, the leader, Yellow Hair, ended up permanently disabled.
This was something Yang Xiao knew. Later, Director Nalan had suppressed it. As it was self-defense, it wasn’t a big deal for people like them, but unexpectedly, it had been recorded as blackmail material.
Yang Xiao continued reading. The second thing was much more serious; the person who wrote the document suspected Yang Xiao’s involvement in the death of Linghu Guishan, the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce. The document also included several photos of a naked corpse lying on an iron rack, with visible bruises apart from gunshot wounds, suggesting that the victim had been tortured before death.
"Where did this come from?" Yang Xiao clenched the document, immediately furrowing his brow.
"I found it in Wu Peide’s left-behind safe. He had secretly collected dirt on many people, including members of the Patrol Defense Office," Fu Qingzhu explained, "Wu Peide was mainly responsible for intelligence in the United Federation."
Yang Xiao kept reading. The next document was about Beibei, similarly marked confidential. It showed that a year ago at the Black Rose Bar, Beibei had fought back fiercely against a drunken man who harassed her. She severely beat three men with ill intentions, critically injuring two and slightly injuring one. One of the critically injured spent several days in the ICU. Though his life was saved, his reproductive capabilities were destroyed and he developed a chronic illness, trembling in the presence of women, displaying severe behavioral disorders. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Besides the narrative, there were photographs, quite clear ones presumably taken by the bar’s surveillance, capturing Beibei’s blurred side profile. She was swinging a chair, striking down at a drunken man on the floor.
The second picture showed her kicking a man, taller than her by half a head, sending him flying away, the image capturing his twisted face.
The third picture...
Yang Xiao directly flipped to the end. Similarly, this incident had been suppressed by Nalan Shuo, concluding with Beibei’s written self-criticism and a suspension of her salary for the month.
