Simultaneous Transmigration: Freedom Across the Heavens

Chapter 92 The Wind Rises

The next day, it was broad daylight.

With dark circles under her eyes, Xue Bing peeked at Bai Li's room through the quilt, gritted her teeth in anger, and then pulled the quilt over her head, wrapping herself up like a silkworm cocoon.

These two are so inconsiderate! Don't they know there are people living next door?

As dawn broke and she finally felt a little sleepy, she heard soft rustling sounds coming from next door again.

Xue Bing tossed and turned in the blanket, internally complaining: I came here to watch the show, not to suffer.

Inside the room, Ouyang Qing lay panting on Bai Li's chest, her cheeks flushed red, and gasped, "It's over, it's over, Eighth Sister must have heard us."

Bai Li was speechless. Only now did he remember this? Doesn't he even remember who was belting out a soprano last night?

Ouyang Qing propped herself up, her slender white fingers tapping his nose, feigning a fierce expression.

"Hmph, I'm going to take a bath now. You're not allowed to make a move on Eighth Sister, you hear me?"

After saying that, she lightly kissed Bai Li's face a few more times, then flipped off the soft couch, grabbed a gauze robe and draped it over herself. With light, graceful steps, she slowly walked towards the bathroom.

At the same time, in the Snake King's mansion on Silver Flower Street.

"Ah!!" The maid screamed, collapsing to the ground, smashing the bottles and jars in her hands all over the floor, shards flying everywhere.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

A flurry of footsteps sounded as the guards rushed over.

The maid was terrified: "Oh no, I'm going to be sold again. I wonder if my next buyer is a vicious thug or a pervert..."

She pointed tremblingly into the room, her voice cracking, "Master... Master is dead!!"

"What??"

The guards were horrified and rushed in to find the Snake King lying stiffly on the ground, his eyes bleeding, his death a gruesome sight.

In less than half an hour, the news of the Snake King's death spread like wildfire throughout the entire Black Street.

Some were surprised and doubtful, some were delighted, and some were uneasy; reactions varied.

Wanfu Study Room.

Lu Feng walked in hurriedly, bowed to the person behind the desk, and said, "Lord Wan, I just received an urgent report that the Snake King is dead."

Wan Sanqian slowly put down the painting of a beauty, his tone as indifferent as if he were asking what he had eaten that day: "How did she die?"

"The cause of death was two embroidery needles piercing his brain through his eye sockets, killing him instantly! Also, his jaw was shattered by a kick before he died, and..."

Wan Sanqian looked up: "What else?"

Lu Feng instinctively shrank back: "Also, he got trampled and destroyed, all his efforts were in vain."

"Hmm!" Even with Wan Sanqian's composure, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

After a moment of silence in the study, Wan Sanqian calmly uttered two words: "Investigate."

"yes!"

After Lu Feng left, Wan Sanqian leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes in deep thought. Only the wrinkles on the "Portrait of a Beauty" revealed the unease in his heart.

You should know that this was his favorite serialized picture book.

With the Snake King gone, the business in the Black Street is temporarily left unattended, and every day it closes means a significant loss of money.

Lu Xiaofeng was having breakfast in the West Market when he heard the news of the Snake King's death. He slammed his bowl down on the table and rushed out.

Upon entering the courtyard, he glanced at the snake king on the ground, then grabbed a maid beside him and asked, "Where is the woman who lives here? Where did she go?"

The maid shook her head frantically: "I don't know, I don't know anything. I came in this morning and saw that the master was dead. I didn't see any young lady."

Seeing that she was terrified and knew he wouldn't get anything out of her, Lu Xiaofeng released her.

They then searched the entire mansion for Xue Bing, turning it upside down, but still couldn't find her.

"Xue Bing, Xue Bing, where are you?"

Lu Xiaofeng stood in the courtyard, his brows furrowed, his heart growing increasingly panicked. Could Xue Bing have also been in trouble?

Back in the hall, they found Jin Jiuling already examining the snake king's corpse.

Lu Xiaofeng was not surprised at all. Jin Jiuling was the chief constable of the Criminal Investigation Department, and moreover, the capital was under his jurisdiction. It would be abnormal if he did not show up after the Snake King was murdered.

"Jin Jiuling, have you made any discoveries?"

Jin Jiuling raised his head, took off his gloves, and casually tossed them aside: "The cause of death is clear. He died from two embroidery needles piercing his brain. Before he died, his jaw was kicked and shattered. It's possible he was interrogated."

"Judging from the wounds, the martial arts style of the person who attacked me is unlike anything I have ever seen before."

"Furthermore, the chicken flew and the egg broke because it was stepped on, and it's highly likely that a woman did it."

Lu Xiaofeng crossed his arms, reached out and touched his beard, nodding to himself.

That's true. Men usually use a groin kick, while only women use a stepping kick.

Jin Jiuling frowned, but his mind was racing with other thoughts: Damn it! He was waiting for the Snake King to deliver Xue Bing to his door so he could enjoy her, but he never expected the Snake King to die like this!

However, this is for the best.

This would conveniently shift the blame to Granny Gongsun, making everyone believe that the Snake King's death was related to the Embroidered Bandit and Granny Gongsun.

"Lu Xiaofeng, how's the investigation into the Embroidered Bandit case going?"

"We've made some progress." A thoughtful look crossed Lu Xiaofeng's eyes as he turned to Jin Jiuling. "You mean, the death of the Snake King is related to the Embroidered Bandit?"

"I just have a suspicion," Jin Jiuling said, feigning nonchalance. "Don't you think all of this is too much of a coincidence?"

"It is a bit of a coincidence." Lu Xiaofeng nodded, his doubts growing deeper.

Xue Bing was a member of the Red Shoes gang. He had previously investigated the Embroidered Thief and found clues about the red silk. Following those clues, everything pointed to the Red Shoes and to Granny Gongsun.

This time, he specially arranged for Xue Bing to stay at the Snake King's place, hoping to let her avoid the limelight and secretly investigate her.

Could it be that Gongsun Da Niang really found Xue Bing's residence, came to his door, killed the snake king, and took Xue Bing away?

In the courtyard of Yiqingyuan, the three were eating around the table.

"If I didn't know the inside story, I would also suspect that it was my eldest sister who did it."

Xue Bing held her rice bowl, her little face scrunched up in a bitter expression, and took a mouthful of rice. This time, she really put her older sister in a terrible predicament.

Less than two hours after the news of the Snake King's death spread, the rumors in the martial arts world had already been updated eight hundred times.

I don't know where the rumor came from, but it said that Gongsun Da Niang was the Embroidery Thief, and that the Snake King was killed by her to silence him after discovering her identity.

They told it in such a detailed and believable way that anyone who didn't know the truth would believe it!

Ouyang Qing had a rosy complexion and smooth, delicate skin. She tapped Xue Bing with her chopsticks and said, "Don't worry, who is my eldest sister? She's incredibly intelligent and skilled in martial arts. This little trouble is no problem for her."

"Hmm." Xue Bing stuffed a large clump of rice into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and she started to have second thoughts. Should she just show herself and reveal the truth to the public?

Seeing Xue Bing's listless expression, Bai Li, quick-witted as ever, guessed what she was thinking.

Just kidding, he hasn't seen enough of Lu Xiaofeng making a fool of himself, nor has he seen Jin Jiuling shoot himself in the foot. How can this excitement end so abruptly?

A thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately came up with an idea. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Don't you guys think that your organization has exposed a little too much intelligence?"

Ouyang Qing and Xue Bing both looked up at him at the same time.

Ouyang Qing frowned slightly: "What do you mean? You suspect there's a traitor among us?"

Xue Bing didn't say anything, but she pouted her little lips.

Bai Li remained calm, dipped his fingers in water, and gestured on the table, saying, "You see, we already know that Jin Jiuling is the Embroidery Thief, so let's turn the tables and we'll understand."

"Lu Xiaofeng tore a red silk ribbon off the embroidered thief and followed the clues on the ribbon, eventually finding the red shoes and then Gongsun Da Niang."

"The most crucial question is, how did Jin Jiuling obtain the red silk? And how did he know the whereabouts of the red shoes? Who provided him with this information?"

Ouyang Qing and Xue Bing are both very intelligent people. They were just blinded by their own involvement and didn't think about it in this way before.

Now, thanks to Bai Li's suggestion, I immediately thought of the key figure here—the fifth one, Jiang Qingxia.

Ouyang Qing acted decisively, getting up and walking towards her desk.

"I'll go write a letter to my older sister right now."

Xue Bing licked her lips and bit her chopsticks, her small face clouded with worry, her mind heavy with thoughts.

A short while later, Ouyang Qing returned and sat back down at the table.

Xue Bing leaned closer, took her arm, and whispered, "Fourth Sister, do you really think it's Fifth Sister? Why would she do this?"

Ouyang Qing took a deep breath: "I'm not sure either. All I can say right now is that she's the prime suspect."

For intelligence organizations, once someone is suspected, there's basically no escape. This isn't a movie or TV show where they can find all sorts of excuses to deny it.

Xue Bing naturally understood this principle as well. She lowered her head, leaned close to Ouyang Qing, and muttered softly, her voice full of grievance.

Bai Li sat to the side, pretending to drink tea casually, but his ears were perked up like hawks.

As I listened, their conversation seemed to be getting more and more off-topic.

Xue Bing clung to Ouyang Qing's arm, shaking it back and forth: "Fourth Sister, your skin is so beautiful, so smooth and delicate! What's your secret? Just tell me!"

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A blush quickly spread across Ouyang Qing's pretty face.

Bai Li suppressed a laugh but couldn't help stealing glances at her.

These two were just looking worried, but now they're talking about skincare secrets?

How should I put it? Should I tell you that it's because of the great harmony of life that I've fed it to be so vibrant?