Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 474 473 Master Feng never works in vain

The rusted lock fell off, and the safe door slowly opened.

As the scene inside the box came into view, Feng Xiuhu's excited expression gradually froze on his face.

The imagined gold and silver jewelry did not appear; the empty safe contained only three items.

A stack of books, a letter, and a wooden tray.

Fang Youliu took out the book, flipped through a few pages, and then looked at Feng Xiuhu: "It's an account book."

Shunzi took the letter; the seal had already been broken. He pulled out the letter inside and unfolded it to read.

Feng Xiuhu also tilted his head and leaned closer, only to see that there were only a few lines of text on it.

[Taking advantage of the bridge repair, place this item under the Blackwater River Bridge. This concerns the gods; proceed with extreme caution and do not let it be spread to anyone else.]

Feng Xiuhu and Shunzi exchanged a glance, then simultaneously turned to look at the last remaining tray inside the safe.

Feng Xiuhu reached out and took out the tray to examine it. He noticed a circular indentation on the velvet base, suggesting that something had been placed there before.

"Where's the stuff?"

Feng Xiuhu and Shunzi looked at each other in bewilderment.

Fang Youliu took the envelope from Shunzi, squinted at it for a moment, and said, "The tear is relatively fresh, so it must have been opened recently."

This indicates that Abbott received the letter in the last few days, but immediately moved the "things" away.

Feng Xiuhu casually stuffed the tray into his pocket, grumbling, "All that work for nothing."

Just then, the innkeeper rushed in, panicked: "Something terrible has happened! The police are here to arrest people!"

"Catch who?"

Shunzi stared wide-eyed and asked.

The shopkeeper slapped his thigh: "Who else could it be? You guys!"

Fang Youliu quickly walked to the window and peered down—he saw that the entrance to the hotel below had been surrounded by police, and there were many people pointing and whispering around.

Feng Xiuhu sneered, "A straight body has nothing to fear!"

Fang Youliu cast a complicated look at him: "..."

It doesn't seem quite right.

Shunzi retorted angrily, "Who says otherwise? We haven't done anything wrong, so why are you arresting us?"

Feng Xiuhu said excitedly, "Who says otherwise? Isn't this wronging an innocent person? I'll go and reason with them."

Fang Youliu, seeing things were about to go wrong, quickly grabbed him and advised, "Your reasoning is too rigid; I'm afraid they won't understand. Let's ask them first."

Fang Youliu was afraid he couldn't stop him, so he took the lead and walked downstairs.

As soon as the three of them came out of the hotel, onlookers shouted, "Yes, yes, that big guy! I saw him fighting with Wa Ye's men a few days ago."

Shunzi glared at the man, but he shrank back.

One of the patrol officers slowly raised his hand, and all the other officers simultaneously pointed their guns at him.

The man said, "No matter how big you are, muskets don't discriminate. Give up resistance and come with me to the police station for trial."

Feng Xiuhu looked up and saw that the man was dressed in Western clothes and had a fat head and big ears, which was no less impressive than that of Abbott.

Who are you?

Feng Xiuhu asked curiously, "Didn't the head of the police force kick the bucket? How come someone has taken his place so quickly?"

The man looked rather unpleasant after being questioned, but in front of so many people, he reluctantly explained, "I am Du Kecheng, the deputy director of the police station. Why are you, a suspect, asking so many questions?" Shunzi retorted, sticking his neck out, "What do you mean by salty or sweet rice? We haven't done anything wrong. You're clearly slandering us out of thin air."

Du Kecheng sneered, "Bad people don't talk about their crimes. Whether someone is a suspect or not will be clear once they are interrogated at the police station."

To sound more confident, he loudly explained to the onlookers: "Yesterday, two government officials were deliberately murdered by villains. The police received a tip from a concerned resident and found that the three men were from out of town and were quite skilled. They had just arrived and immediately attacked the tax collector at the temple in the street, so they are highly suspected."

Zhao Wazi emerged from the crowd and smiled apologetically at Du Kecheng: "Director Du, it's all a misunderstanding. I was in the wrong that day. We became acquainted through a fight."

Du Kecheng frowned, looking somewhat embarrassed: "Zhao Wazi, why are you getting involved? I said they were prime suspects, and you rushed out to explain. What, are you in cahoots?"

Zhao Wazi's expression froze: "This..."

Feng Xiuhu finally understood—the police investigation was a pretense; their real purpose was to arrest someone to take the blame.

He couldn't help but grin: "Hurry up and close the case, and you'll naturally be able to take the position of Chief of the Police Department. Your abacus is practically hitting my face."

Du Kecheng's face darkened, and he sneered, "Still dare to argue? Wait until you suffer a few rounds and see if your mouth is still so tough."

After saying that, he was about to signal the police to take action.

Shunzi stepped forward and shouted, "Let's see who dares!"

Seeing Feng Xiuhu stroking his cane, Fang Youliu could no longer stand and quickly raised his hand to shout, "Stop!"

He shouted at Du Kecheng, "Director Du, do you know who we are?"

Du Kecheng glared at him: "I don't care who you are!"

Fang Youliu pointed at Shunzi and said, "Don't be so stubborn. I'm trying to save you. This Master Ye is the representative of the Misty Church, and this Master Ma is even more remarkable. He is a guest of honor at the Wind and Rain Temple. We are just passing through this place. What reason do we have to murder government officials?"

"Ma Erye San?"

Du Kecheng's eyes subtly changed: "Ma Erye San from Qianyu City?"

Fang Youliu quickly nodded: "Exactly."

Du Kecheng's gaze shifted, he was somewhat unsure, but he didn't want to lose face, so he said, "Words are no proof, do you think it's true just because you say so? Come with me back to the police station to verify your identity first."

Upon hearing this response, Shunzi grinned and reached inside his coat: "You damned devil, you can't be reasoned with. Fang Liu, stand back, I'm afraid you'll get splattered with blood."

Seeing that things were not going well, Du Kecheng immediately tried to shrink back into the crowd.

Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd.

"I can prove it."

Everyone turned to look, and Han Chanqi walked in, escorted by several high priests.

Du Kecheng quickly bowed and greeted him: "Han Gaogong".

Han Chanqi nodded slightly without giving any further response. He went straight to Feng Xiuhu and said with a smile, "Yesterday, Wu Gaogong told me everything. I guessed that Master Ma had finished watching the show and should prepare to leave, so I came here today to see him off."

Feng Xiuhu nodded: "We have to go, or we'll be arrested as suspects."

Du Kecheng, standing behind, was quietly waving to the police officers, signaling them to put their guns down.

Han Chanqi chuckled: "Master Ma is joking. How could they possibly capture you? I'm afraid if I had arrived a few steps later, they would have all lost their lives here."

Du Kecheng stepped forward with a smile, cupping his hands to Feng Xiuhu and Han Chanqi respectively: "With Han Gaogong as guarantor, there is no doubt about this matter. Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, I will lead my men to return to base."

Fang Youliu nodded in agreement: "I think it's a good idea."

Feng Xiuhu felt this wouldn't work, and he said seriously to Du Kecheng, "We have to pay compensation."

(End of this chapter)