A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 533 The Wangdu Village Case Concluded

Xiao Zhuang's words sounded watertight, and he dropped everything cleanly and decisively.

To put it bluntly, he's just a scapegoat. At most, he'll get a few years in prison; he won't rot in jail.

That money? He had already moved it to his mother's savings account and hidden it away.

Ever since he took the blame for Erzhu, he had been thinking a lot about how to extricate himself unscathed if the truth came out.

But Feng Yuxiu still felt uneasy; this matter wasn't that simple.

A villager who has been rooted in the village for more than 40 years, even if someone looks 80% like him, can their accent and voice be the same?
The voices of a rough, forty-year-old man are worlds apart from those of a young man in his twenties!

Unless everyone in Wangdu Village is completely dim-witted, or Erzhu has some kind of leverage over them, they all dare not speak out against him.

Feng Yuxiu lifted his leg and walked out, saying in a deep voice, "Interrogate the Second Pig again."

The police station chief quickly stopped him, earnestly advising, "Sir, that idiot is like a rock in a latrine, stinky and hard! Don't waste your energy, just throw the evidence in his face!"

So many people died in Wangdu Village. Putting everything else aside, the fact that the dead were villagers themselves was almost a cold case. But thanks to this major from the military, the case was solved in no time.

With the case-solving rate going up, they were secretly overjoyed, and all their previous resentment from working overtime had long since vanished.

Who wouldn't want to climb the ranks based on their achievements?

As for Brother Shu... just like Xiao Zhuang said, if it weren't for that group of spies from out of town coming looking for him, and Lao Gao getting so angry that he made a misunderstanding and dug up Brother Shu's burial site, this matter would probably have been dropped.

In the countryside of that era, when a village keeper who had no children and lived a miserable life was gone, at most someone would sigh and say that he was finally free, and then they would put on mourning clothes, find a plot of his private land, dig a hole, and bury him.

Just like the old saying goes: when a person dies, they are nothing more than a stinking piece of land, and can never stir up any more waves.

Having figured this out, Feng Yuxiu turned back to the director and said, "Alright, let's announce that the case is solved."

Given his current status, arguing with these people would only lower his own standing.

He didn't intend to exchange many pleasantries with the villagers of Wangdu Village; he simply considered it a way of putting an end to the matter of Brother Shu.

He took half a month off to deal with the Wangdu Village matter, but it was just a side thing. The more important thing was to meet with Xu Baishun and Guangdong to sort out the matter of the Nine Dragons Union.

The mess that Peng Qianwu and Zhou Xiyu made must be cleaned up.

If there's any spare time, I'll go visit the old company commander again.

Given his workaholic nature, he'll probably end up with bruises and new injuries on the training field again.

"By the way, have you figured out the identities of those out-of-towners who died before?" Feng Yuxiu asked casually.

He knew that people who took money from overseas to do things usually didn't know anything about their families. After they died, their connections with foreign forces were completely severed, so he figured they wouldn't be able to find anything useful.

The director frowned and pondered for a long time before speaking: "I asked their family members, and they all said they went out to work. Their family members came one after another to take the ashes back in the first half of the year. However... there is something I would like to ask you."

Feng Yuxiu was stunned for a moment. What else was strange?

Inside the evidence room, Feng Yuxiu held the photograph in his hand, his brows furrowed in worry.

The photo shows the backs of several people from out of town, each with a dark scorpion tattooed on their back.

“I tore the scorpion apart long ago, it’s impossible for it to come back to life… So, it’s the power behind that woman in the submarine that’s come knocking on our door?” Feng Yuxiu sneered, a cold glint in his eyes.

On Chinese soil, who would dare to be so audacious? It's one thing to bully ordinary people, but to even dare to plot against him?

He is now a colonel, which may seem like just one rank higher than a lieutenant, but the power he can mobilize is vastly different.

Although we can't directly mobilize troops, as long as we consult with the higher-level military commission, there are plenty of ways to deal with them.

The higher he climbed, the less Feng Yuxiu wanted to do things himself.

I don't know if it's because my mindset has changed, but if something can be resolved with a few words, there's no need to fight to the death.

He earned his position as a colonel by risking his life over six years, and he felt entitled to enjoy the benefits.

"Do you recognize this tattoo?" The director asked curiously, noticing his strange expression.

Feng Yuxiu handed the photo back, his tone indifferent: "It's alright, this case is closed. I'll leave the rest to you." As for how to sentence Xiao Zhuang for harboring a criminal and Er Zhu for murder, he couldn't be bothered to care.

As he walked out of the police station, looking at the gray town and the distant, rolling mountains, Feng Yuxiu suddenly felt a surge of relief in his chest and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Immediately afterwards, a series of muffled cracking sounds came from inside his body, and it felt like there was a surge of air in his abdominal cavity under his clothes.

His face first turned bright red, then sallow, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

A young policeman behind him noticed something was wrong, staring suspiciously at his swaying body. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly walked over: "Sir, are you alright? Do you want to rest for a while?"

He figured that the leader was probably exhausted, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stand steadily in broad daylight.

"Shall I get you a glass of water?"

Just as the police walked to Feng Yuxiu's side, about to see his ever-changing face...

A loud bang shattered the silence.

A deafening fart was released.

The sallow complexion on Feng Yuxiu's face instantly faded, returning to its usual dark yellowish-brown color, and his eyes became clear and sharp.

He turned around, grinned at the policeman, and said, "It's nothing, thank you for your help."

After saying that, he strode forward, unable to suppress the smile on his face, his heart bursting with joy: "Finally... finally it's working!"

His meridians, which had been damaged for a year and a half, were gradually nourished by the Nine Dragons Combined Technique, and today they have finally recovered to their former strength!
The force transmitted from his arms was enough to tear bones apart, and the energy in his abdomen continued to circulate and grow stronger—this was the residual power of the Nine Dragons Combined.

Over the past year, he has been practicing almost non-stop. The body transformed by the Demon Subduing Technique, combined with the iron bones forged by the Seventh Steel Company, has laid a solid foundation for him.

His deep sleep method allows him to be energetic after sleeping only four hours a day. As a result, he can practice his internal energy for several years or even ten years longer than the average person.

Even Peng Qianwu couldn't possibly spend more than ten hours a day practicing his martial arts.

Feng Yuxiu was truly ruthless to himself, which is why he caught up with his previous life's skills so quickly, and even surpassed them.

In his previous life, he was at most a peak-level acquired master, and he would have had to put in some effort to fight against a folk coach like Xiahou Wu. Now, he has already entered the ranks of innate masters and is steadily moving towards the later stage.

This body only started practicing martial arts at the age of seventeen, but never took a wrong turn. Coupled with his ruthlessness, it's no surprise that he has achieved what he has today.

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In the interrogation room.

The director personally interrogated the two pigs.

As for Erzhu, he remained as nonchalant as ever, fiddling with his fingernails with his head down, and no matter who asked, he would only say three words: "I don't know."

The moment the warden threw Xiao Zhuang's confession in his face, Er Zhu's face changed instantly. He trembled violently, gripping the iron chair tightly with both hands. "You son of a bitch! That bastard betrayed me! When I get out, I'll kill his whole family!"

"I'm going to kill him! You son of a bitch!"

He paid Xiao Zhuang hush money; as long as he keeps quiet, the evidence from a year ago will be impossible to find.

I didn't expect this bastard to be so cowardly; he gave up before even being interrogated.

The two pigs were completely out of their depth.

Moreover, Xiao Zhuang may have witnessed him and Huang Huan having sex in the wild. Once the police find Huang Huan, there will be absolutely no chance left.

"What are you being so arrogant about?" the warden slammed his hand on the table and shouted. "You're a murderer, and you're still acting so arrogantly here? Don't you know where you are? Quiet down! You know the principle of leniency for confessing and severity for resisting?"

"Fuck you! Who do you think you are if I haven't done anything wrong? Have you ever eaten a meal that costs a thousand yuan? You bumpkin, get lost."

The director's face darkened. "Continue the interrogation."

The police station experienced a power outage that day.

Except for the stun gun, all the other devices were out of power.

(End of this chapter)