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Chapter 155 Who's Lying?

Chapter 155 Who's Lying?

"Shopkeeper, you said this is your shop's cook?" Wu Qiongqi asked curiously.

"Yes," the shopkeeper said sadly, "He disappeared the day before yesterday. My waiter and I searched for him all day yesterday but couldn't find him. I never expected..."

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"Don't be sad, shopkeeper. I have more bad news for you," Wu Qiong sighed. "The one who died yesterday was probably your waiter. You, the cook, peeled off his dough and disguised him as a waiter. Of course, he's dead now too."

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"Huh?" The shopkeeper opened his mouth, unable to utter a word for a long time.

This is quite a lot of information.

"Don't be surprised yet," Wu Qiong asked. "What are you doing out in the middle of the night, shopkeeper?"

"Oh, young master, you've misunderstood," the innkeeper said with a wry smile. "I don't live in the inn, I live at home. My wife threw a tantrum at home today, so I was kicked out and had no choice but to stay here for the night. That's how I met you all here."

"Every family has its own troubles, I understand." Wu Qiong looked at him sympathetically, then continued, "Then let's talk about the remaining three. Have any of you left your rooms in the last three hours?"

Gongyang Yu shook his head: "I haven't left the room."

"You're lying," Mao Alan retorted. "I got up in the middle of the night, but I'm afraid of the dark, so I went to find Brother Ke to go with me."

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Her face flushed slightly: "When we came back later, we happened to see you going upstairs. That was about two and a half hours ago."

Gongyang Yu gave her a deep look but said nothing.

"You're mistaken," her older brother Ke Bei laughed. "We didn't see anyone when we came back."

Mao Alan pursed her lips and suddenly said, "Brother Ke... Ke Bei is from Youming Peak, one of the eight sects of the Demonic Path!"

Jealousy makes people ugly.

Ke Bei glanced at Wu Qiong almost imperceptibly and explained, "Yes, I am from Youming Peak, but I am not the murderer. I have never killed anyone in my life."

Those who were killed didn't treat them as human beings.

Wu Qiong asked curiously, "Aren't you demonic sect members supposed to be capable of anything except good deeds? How come you've never killed anyone?"

"The Demonic Sect also wants to live in the sunlight," Ke Bei said sincerely. "To be honest, my childhood dream was to become a judge, so I learned a lot of case-solving skills from my father since I was a child."

He sighed and continued, "To be honest, I am the young master of Youming Peak. I came to Ningzhou City to investigate the strange occurrences there."

Jie Se frowned and said, "You, from the Demonic Sect, are here to investigate the strange occurrences in Ningzhou City?"

"Master, this is discrimination!" Ke Beiyi retorted righteously, "What's wrong with the Demonic Sect! We, the Netherworld Peak, haven't done murder and robbery for a long time! We now run private investigation agencies, and ordinary people come to us with any investigations they want to know!"

He suddenly felt disappointed: "It's a pity that all I've done so far is help rich businessmen find their pets and investigate their mistresses for trivial matters like finding their mistresses."

"The reason I came to Ningzhou City this time is not only because I'm afraid of being implicated in the strange events in Ningzhou City, but also because of this big case. I can't help but feel itchy to investigate it. Please forgive me."

Wu Qiong was speechless: "Why don't you stick to your promising career in the Demonic Sect and instead become a detective... You Netherworld Peak people are really strange."

"No," Ke Bei retorted. "We cultivate honestly. We only did bad things in the past because we were suppressed by the righteous sects, and we had no money or resources, so we had no choice but to resort to robbery. Now, running a private detective agency is both a hobby and a way to make money for our sect. Why should we continue doing things that are despised? We also want to live in the sunlight!"

Wu Qiong glanced at him sideways: "So what did you find out?"

"There really is!" Ke Bei perked up. "According to my investigation, the inn's waiter is a member of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect!"

"The Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect? The Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, one of the Eight Demonic Sects like yours?" Wu Qiong asked, "By the way, which waiter are you?"

"The real waiter whose face was peeled off," Ke Bei said. "There's only one truth: this fake waiter killed the real waiter and then impersonated him! But I haven't found out what he was really up to before he died."

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"Then another question arises." Wu Qiong glanced at the shopkeeper and asked, "Does the shopkeeper know about this? And where did this fake waiter come from? He's the cook in the shop."

Before the shopkeeper could speak, Jin Youyi spoke up.

He glanced at Wu Qiong without leaving a trace, and said to everyone, "To be honest, I am actually from the Star-Picking Tower."

"The Star-Picking Pavilion?" The innkeeper frowned. "The Star-Picking Pavilion has always been shrouded in mystery. What do you have to do with this?"

"The Zhaixing Tower's stronghold in Ningzhou City has lost contact." Jin Youyi stared intently at the innkeeper. "Your cook is one of my men. I know he killed the waiter. He sent a message saying something had happened in Ningzhou City, so the tower master sent me to investigate. I spoke with him before, and he seemed afraid of the innkeeper, but we were worried about other people being around, so we agreed to discuss it further tomorrow. But I never expected..."

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Wu Qiong also looked at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, you..."

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"You guessed right, I'm from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect." The innkeeper chuckled. "We in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect also want to live in the sunlight. Who wants to be a rat in a stinking ditch, hated by everyone? I've been running a restaurant honestly, but I never expected to encounter something like this."

He said, "I didn't kill this cook. If I wanted to kill him, I would have done it long ago. Besides, even if I only planned to kill him today, none of you would have known."

Ye Qingxuan sighed, "Indeed, senior is a master of the Innate Realm. If you want to kill him, there are few among us who can stop you."

Wu Qiong glanced around and laughed, "I can see that you are all highly skilled individuals who are keeping your abilities hidden. None of us are exactly good people, so let's not hide anything and just talk about it."

Hu Renshan sighed, "Well then I'll be frank. My brother and I are from the Soul Separation Valley, and we've come here to investigate the affairs of Ningzhou City."

"So this is a grand gathering of demonic sects." Wu Qiong looked at Bolu: "Could this uncle be from the Blood Fiend Pavilion?"

"No." Polu shook his head.

"That's good."

"I come from Soul Devouring Fortress."

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"The eight sects of the Demonic Path: the Evil Extreme Sect, the Pure Maiden Path, the Senluo Palace, the Blood Fiend Pavilion, the Soul Separation Valley, the Netherworld Peak, the Soul Devouring Fortress, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Gate. The two brothers Hu are from the Soul Separation Valley, the two brothers Ke are from the Netherworld Peak, Uncle Bo is from the Soul Devouring Fortress, the shopkeeper is from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Gate, and there's Xiaobai, she's from the Evil Extreme Sect." Wu Qiong sighed, "The Senluo Palace can't come, and there's no one from the Pure Maiden Path either. Brother Fu, are you perhaps from the Blood Fiend Pavilion?"

"No," Fu Er denied, "I'm also from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect."

"I don't belong to the Netherworld Peak either." Mao Alan bit her lip lightly. "I come from the Plain Maiden Path."

"No wonder all the Grim Reapers have gathered here; it turns out you're all from the Demonic Sect. Let me ask you directly then," Wu Qiong leaned forward, "Is your gathering in Ningzhou City aimed at the Evil Extreme Sect?"

The atmosphere froze instantly.

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