The Law of Heaven

Chapter 46 The First Step to Winning Over a Rich Woman

Aihara withdrew his gaze from the corner of his eye, pretending not to have seen anything, and replied, "How could I possibly associate with criminals? Miss Jiang, you're overthinking it."

"Good."

Jiang Wanwu raised her hand to support her delicate chin, narrowed her eyes to examine him, and suddenly said, "I think you can change your way of addressing me. You don't need to call me Miss Jiang anymore."

"Then what should I call you?"

"Sister Wanwu?"

"Okay, Sister Wanwu."

This scene, as seen by Fu Wanghu, made him look like a vengeful ghost, gritting his teeth: "You two bastards! I suddenly feel like giving up. Or maybe we should just tear up the blood oath and fight to the death!"

Jiang Wanwu looked down and fiddled with her phone for a moment, then looked up and explained, "I just looked into the case you're involved in. It's currently being investigated in parallel. The case concerning your uncle is still under investigation, but there's been progress in your eldest uncle's case. The Human Resources Investigation Team will bring witnesses to see you and collect evidence from you in person."

There's nothing I can do to stop this, but we have nothing to hide. With me here, just tell the truth and don't worry.

Her voice was as clear and crisp as iced wine, and her slightly parted red lips gleamed with a moist sheen, exuding a subtle allure.

Aihara unconsciously glanced at her lips a couple more times, then nodded and said, "Understood, Wanwu-neechan."

Fu Wanghu hovered in mid-air, arms crossed, and sneered, "Ha, hypocritical woman! Don't think she's really as kind as she seems. She's actually testing you."

Since losing to Jiang Youqing, she has essentially been abandoned by her parents. She wouldn't approach you unless absolutely necessary, hoping to elevate her status by having a child. But that presupposes that you are innocent.

Even if she were to become a gigolo, she'd choose a clean one. For her, at this crucial juncture, it was absolutely unacceptable to be associated with a criminal suspect. This woman might seem kind and want to protect you, but in reality, if you're proven guilty, she'll abandon you without hesitation.

This is clearly Fu Wanghu's revenge.

Just when Aihara was surrounded by sweetness, she deliberately poured cold water on his head, making him disheartened.

But Aihara didn't show any expression. He wasn't the kind of naive, love-struck fool who couldn't possibly miss it.

"If you want to get through this, you'll have to rely on me!"

Fu Wanghu was smug and self-satisfied.

Aihara couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.

With nothing else to do, Jiang Wanwu casually asked a few questions.

What are your hobbies?

Are there any rules about what to wear?

"I heard you have a younger sister. What's your relationship like?"

Aihara answered each question seriously, then asked, "Megiri-neechan, I think you've already investigated all of this, but I still don't know you."

Jiang Wanwu glanced at him with a half-smile, her eyes sparkling: "What, you also want to know my 3D?"

Aihara coughed twice, choked by the fumes.

Tactical approach to drinking milk tea.

Jiang Wanwu smiled and said, "If you have the chance, you can come and measure yourself. I've never given anyone this opportunity before, so maybe you'll be the first."

A blatant hint and temptation.

Aihara's throat bobbed. This woman was not only seducing him, but also implying that she had never been in a relationship.

"Sister Wanwu, how old are you?"

"Twenty-three, what's wrong?"

"Oh it's all right."

At twenty-three, having never been in a relationship, he truly seems like the kind of person raised by a powerful family. Such people usually value power highly, while emotions are secondary.

Just then, the elevator doors opened with a ding, and men in suits walked in.

"Miss Jiang, Mr. Xiang, hello."

The man flashed his identification: "My name is Lin Zhen, from the Human Resources Investigation Team. I was instructed by my superiors to bring witnesses here to ask some questions."

He smiled and said, "Is now a convenient time for you?"

Jiang Wanwu nodded slightly: "Of course."

Aihara narrowed his eyes.

Lin Zhen's subordinates brought two witnesses, and their eyes met with a provocative look.

One of them was the assistant instructor I had met not long ago during the hunter training. This person was particularly rude to the newcomers and didn't seem like a good person.

The other person turned out to be the landlord who had caused trouble before. The old man, whoever had been through something, had a smug look on his face, showing no trace of his previous timidity.

It's true what they say: if you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext.

Aihara never expected that the mastermind would find these two people; it was obvious that they wanted to smear him.

"interesting."

he said softly.

Fu Wanghu appeared and disappeared in the darkness like a ghost.

The smile on his lips was cold and evil.

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The questioning session took place in a conference room.

Aihara and Lin Zhen sat facing each other across a long table, with witnesses on either side of them. A camera was mounted on the table to record the conversation.

The only bystander was Jiang Wanwu, who sat by the window with her arms crossed, watching everything with a smile.

"Name."

"Aihara."

"age."

"Seventeen."

"Home address..."

After going through a series of formalities, Lin Zhen took out a tablet computer from his briefcase, opened a video file, slid it across the desktop, and said with a smile, "We're here mainly for the Xiang Dadong family's massacre case. According to our investigation, the deceased had a physical altercation with you before his death, right?"

"Yes."

Aihara knew in his heart that no matter how much he emphasized the evil of his uncle's family, it would be useless. Whether it was exploiting the descendants of the deceased or trying to engage in human trafficking, it was irrelevant to this case.

"You even used your company's connections to settle this matter, even before you became a hunter. Now, we want to hear what the witnesses have to say."

Lin Zhen looked at the two witnesses: "Mr. Wang Zhenhai, Mr. Zhou Erfu, which one of you would like to go first?"

As a hunter, Wang Zhenhai had already been told what to say. He had a blurry video in his hand, which, although it could not be used as direct evidence for the indictment, was enough to attract the attention of the investigation team if combined with his statement.

This Tuesday's Fu is also part of the plan.

Ever since the Xiang family was wiped out, this timid and cowardly landlord was terrified, fearing that he would also get into trouble, so he secretly went to investigate.

This is a great opportunity.

Since the landlord is just an ordinary person, it's incredibly easy to guide his investigation in a specific direction. With just a little manipulation, he can uncover some pre-prepared information.

Moreover, the landlord already suspected Aihara. While the landlord was consulting a lawyer, someone took the opportunity to approach him and prepare some statements for him, all for this moment.

As long as Aihara cannot clear his name of suspicion, the accusations against his second uncle can be brought up gradually.

Just as the witness was about to speak.

A sudden silence descended, as if ink had been dripped into water, spreading out in black and white, and time itself ceased to flow.

The investigators, including Lin Zhen, remained in their previous positions, silent as statues.

Jiang Wanwu also resembled a beautiful statue.

It's like a rock waiting for its husband.

Before Wang Zhenhai and Zhou Erfu could realize what was happening, they suddenly let out a shrill scream and began to tremble and convulse.

Their faces were contorted in pain, their eyes rolling back as if they were being tortured.

Fu Wanghu actually split into two independent individuals, which floated behind the two like ghosts.

His hand reached into their brains.

At first, Zhou Erfu was still screaming in pain.

But soon he became numb, like someone in a vegetative state.

Next up is Wang Zhenhai.

They received the exact same treatment.

The same pain.

The same blank expression.

Aihara was dumbfounded.

"See? If I were to cast an illusion, you would actually be able to detect it. I'm not that powerful, nor as formidable as you imagine."

Fu Wanghu's voice sounded tired, as if this operation was a considerable burden for him.

"The first four ancient relics I fused with all possessed mental abilities: mind manipulation, illusion hypnosis, spirit creation, and spirit materialization."

These four abilities combined and unified by my Perfection Technique: Tenfold Delusion, allowed me to glimpse a corner of the supreme realm for the first time and receive the call of truth.

To this day, no one knows what the end of truth truly is, but it is a realm shrouded in infinite mystery. I only had one encounter with Him, and combined with the world's perception of me, I received a unique and revered title that belongs only to me—the Spirit King.

Aihara understood.

It's time for class.

Fu Wanghu appears to be targeting the two witnesses, but in reality, he is demonstrating his abilities.

"The advancement system for immortal beings is actually very dependent on their foundation. Each immortal being can fuse with eight different ancient relics to achieve a transformation in rank."

This is similar to item builds in a game; even six items can be difficult to assemble, let alone the myriad of ancient relics. A good combination can unleash tremendous power. However, a bad combination can have the opposite effect. Some unlucky players have fused completely incompatible relics, resulting in a weakened combat ability.

The Art of Perfection is also a form of guidance. Following the path of those who came before ensures you won't go astray. Wild, immortal beings rarely succeed; they lack inheritance and the opportunity to learn from mistakes. Life is only once; once a choice is made, it cannot be undone.

Aihara nodded slightly.

This is also true for ordinary people.

There are many senior students at Yishuo High School who studied very hard and scored over 650 points on the college entrance exam, but unfortunately, their families lacked resources and knowledge, so they made very poor choices when selecting schools and majors. As a result, after graduation, their employment environment was not as good as that of junior college graduates.

"You can think of the abilities of long-lived beings as a lump of clay. The Perfection Technique is the mold that solidifies it. Only by making it tangible can its maximum potential be unleashed. Of course, you can also think of it as computational power and programming. The ability is the computational power, and the Perfection Technique is the programming."

Fu Wanghu smiled slightly and explained, "The Tenfold Delusion belongs to the mystical school and originates from a mental illness in reality, delusional disorder. It achieves self-hypnosis through strong beliefs that do not conform to reality."

Aihara thought to himself, "So that's how it is."

No wonder no one can inherit this Perfection Technique.

First of all, you're fucking a psychopath.

"What if I don't have a mental illness?"

he asked curiously.

"Taking drugs turns you into a mental patient."

Fu Wanghu shrugged: "It sounds scary, but you'll know its benefits once you've mastered it. Because once you've mastered the Tenfold Delusion, you can apply the abilities you've seen to your own ability templates."

In other words, you can easily perform any application method that is within your own capabilities. Whether it's from novels, anime, games, or movies, you can try to simulate any ability you've ever seen.

The only limitation is that it must be compatible with your own abilities. For example, I can make people think I'm Ultraman, and I can make my spirit take on the form of Ultraman, but I cannot make my physical body directly transform into Ultraman. I also cannot fly into outer space, much less fly to the Land of Light.

Aihara was thoughtful.

"Next is the demonstration session."

Fu Wanghu laughed sinisterly.

Snapped.

The hallucination collapsed.

It felt like only 0.1 seconds had passed.

Wang Zhenhai and Zhou Erfu looked a little dazed. They only felt a sharp pain in their brains for a moment, like being stung by a scorpion's tail, and their whole bodies went numb.

But the next moment, they were stunned.

Because they lost control of themselves.

Zhou Erfu spoke first: "That day in my rented room, I did see Mr. Xiangyuan and Xiang Dadong's family having a conflict. But that day was because Xiang Dadong came to me, trying to put pressure on the two siblings to raise the rent."

Wang Zhenhai was screaming in terror inside, wanting to make a sound but unable to, and unable to even make a facial expression.

wrong!

That's not how they taught you!
You shouldn't have said those things!

Zhou Erfu continued, "Later I learned that Xiang Dadong wanted to use Mr. Xiangyuan's property to pay off his son's huge gambling debts. The family owed usurious loans, and the creditors were clearly gangsters."

This was an unexpected clue for Lin Zhen. He instructed his assistant to take a statement and nodded slightly.

Then, the out-of-control Wang Zhenhai spoke up: "Last night, I was near the crime scene. But I didn't just happen to be passing by; Li Yun asked me to go..."

Aihara was stunned.

Fu Wanghu's smile grew increasingly sinister.

Jiang Wanwu, standing by the window, narrowed her eyes.

That's it!

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