Chapter Thirty-Seven: Guesswork and Investigation

  Jinghai City Public Security Bureau.

  "It's confirmed that the body in the quiet lake is Yu Zeming, a former member of the Tianlang anti-drug special forces team, codename Greedy Wolf. He was expelled six years ago for unknown reasons and has been retired since then. Apart from a bruise on his forehead, there are no other wounds on his body." A young police officer was making the report.

  "The people of the special squad can all take on a hundred alone, wanting to kill Yu Zeming is not easy, could it be that he's a master?" Someone frowned.

  "But why is it only his forehead that's injured? If Yu Zeming had a fight with someone, there should be some marks on his body."

  "It's unclear, maybe he was knocked out by someone." someone said casually.

  "Could it be that someone has been poisoned?" A unique voice.

  "Yu Zeming's body had been soaked in water for at least twelve hours, and the autopsy report showed that there were no toxins in his body, but it was a bit strange that his tissues and muscles were particularly soft, which the coroner believed was due to being soaked in water."

  "Alright, let's talk about the second victim." Director Ma Zheng spoke up.

  "The second deceased was named Zhang Xiong, also a former member of the Tianlang Special Anti-Drug Squad, codename Poison Wolf. He retired together with Yu Zeming and it's said that one of the reasons Yu Zeming was expelled was because of him, so he was also expelled. Of course, this has nothing to do with the case at hand. Zhang Xiong died in the woods near the entrance of the Jing Shui Hu villa district. According to the scene investigation, it seems like he was ambushing someone." The young man continued.

  "Who is ambushing?" Ma Zheng was puzzled, "How did you know?"

  "We found a roadblock set up at the entrance of the villa district, an ambush point where Zhang Xiong was killed, and most importantly, a sniper rifle." The young policeman announced their investigation results.

  "Was he in cahoots with Yu Zeming to take down someone?" Ma Zheng muttered to himself, then looked at the young policeman and asked: "What else did you find out? Tell me everything."

  "Alright, Chief." The young policeman replied.

  "The strangest thing is that thicket. Zhang Xiong was almost killed by a single blow, and there shouldn't be many signs of battle left behind. But nearby, we found another scene, which was completely destroyed, and according to the investigation, it was definitely two masters fighting, their strength at least three to five times that of ordinary people, or even higher."

  "We also found some strange white powder, two steel needles soaked in a large amount of nerve poison, two pistol bullets, and a strange device for launching the steel needles."

  The young policeman finished speaking, and everyone was stunned.

  Poison?

  Handgun?

  Hidden weapon?

  Three to five times the strength of an ordinary person?

  Is this a fight between two masters, or a chaotic melee of many people?

  "What about those two young punks who were beaten up nearby? What's their situation?" Ma Zheng continued to ask.

  "They were members of the Six Harmony Society, and last night they sneaked out to do something, but it seemed like as soon as they arrived, they were subdued by someone. Then nothing happened after that. They were questioned by a woman and then fainted."

  "Have they seen what that woman looks like?"

  "They said no, although the moonlight was good yesterday, but they were dragged under the tree, pitch black, nothing could be seen, and they were so scared at that time that they didn't dare to look."

  "Alright." Ma Zheng carefully analyzed it for a moment and soon made up his mind.

  "First, those two thugs are the key points, ask them as soon as possible what they were doing. Second, investigate the situation of Liu Zhengming's banquet yesterday, Yu Zeming followed Liu Zhengming all the time, and even died in the back of his villa in Jinghu Lake, there must be some connection inside."

  "Alright, Director."

  The police officers below immediately began to take action, two people died at once, enough for them to take it seriously.

  With this, the Wang family.

  "Who did it?" Wang Wei's mother looked ferocious, and since she found out that Wang Wei had been slapped, she was furious and wanted to tear the perpetrator apart.

  "Yang Yu is a graduate named Yang Yu." Wang Wei was somewhat fearful, "But now he should be dead already, I've found someone to deal with him."

  "What? You went and killed someone?" Wang Jiao exclaimed.

  "Hmm, I'm still fuming, I've found a master who can definitely take down Yang Yu," Wang Wei said slowly.

  "Are you crazy? Even if you hired someone to kill, you can't do it yourself. This is asking for death! Quickly say, who did you find?" Wang Jiao almost shouted out loud.

  This is no small matter, the Wang family does business, and they will use every trick in the book, but they never leave any handles.

  But what about Wang Wei?

  To hire someone to commit murder and yet still show up in person, what if evidence is left behind? What if the plan fails and they get implicated?

  "I'm looking for Jia Laosan," Wang Wei said in a low voice.

  "Is it him?" Wang Jiao's eyes flickered, "Alright, I'll take care of this matter. You stay at home for the next few days and don't go anywhere. As for Yang Yu, leave him to me. It's best if he's dead, but if he's not, I have my ways of dealing with him."

  "Okay, mom." Wang Wei replied.

  In the Wang family, his mother was the most spoiled, and in the Wang family, apart from his grandfather, the one with the most power was also his mother, because his father was a son-in-law. The main house of the Wang family was not prosperous, but they had a large fortune, so Mr. Wang could only bring in a son-in-law to keep the family line going, and Wang Wei was that descendant.

  Evening

  Ma Zheng looked at the report from the Chunyu Villa investigation with a headache.

  No one knows when Yu Zeming disappeared, no one knows who Yu Zeming had a grudge against, and the investigation of the villa's surveillance revealed that the surveillance was faulty on that particular day.

  Broken?

  What a coincidence, Ma was just going to make further investigations, but Liu Zhengming didn't welcome them at all. Chunyu Villa also refused to let them in. Moreover, this morning he left Jinghai, saying that he went to worship someone.

  None of that is the point, the most important thing is that he just received a call from above, saying not to disturb Liu Zhengming, and there was also a hint of warning. In other words, this case doesn't need him to investigate anymore. Ma Zheng was very suspicious, but he wasn't a fool, knowing that some big shot must have intervened, thinking about it, he quickly distanced himself as far as possible, otherwise he would die without knowing why.

  The next day, Yang Yu continued to nurse his injuries.

  At the same time, he was also practicing Zixia Shengong. It's worth mentioning that after days and nights of practice, his dantian actually condensed three strands of purple true energy, and he had almost returned to his original level.

  The true energy of the three strands circulated throughout his body, and external injuries were not mentioned, they had already scabbed over. Internal injuries surprisingly also slowly healed, which directly led to him being able to walk on the third day.

  "Inconceivable, truly inconceivable." Yang Yu muttered to himself, if it were a normal injury, even in the best hospital, it would take more than half a month.

  And he did it in just one and a half days.

  Zixia divine power is really mysterious.

  The sun rises, and the first ray of sunlight shines on Yang Yu's balcony.

  Without hesitation, Yang Yu activated the Purple Mist Divine Art, and threads of scorching hot energy began to converge on his dantian, causing a tingling, numbing sensation that was utterly delightful.

  One morning, Yang Yudou was cultivating, and the three strands of purple true energy inside his dantian had actually advanced to nearly four strands, with a trend of further increase.

  "At this rate, I can cultivate ten strands of purple true energy in less than half a month." Yang Yu thought to himself.

  Moreover, he found that practicing Purple Mist Divine Art in the morning was the best. Yesterday's practice for a whole day wasn't as effective as this short session in the morning.

  Yang Yu slowly stood up after finishing his work.

  "Zhang Jiao, Tie Tou has agreed to join the Huang Tian Sect." Xiao Qi whispered behind Yang Yu.

  A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yang Yu's mouth.

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