How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 113: 460,000, left for you to buy a coffin

And Zhui Feng, too, sat next to Ding Ruoshui, his eyes glazed, as if in a trance.

The driver Heizi up front, his head tilted to one side, legs outstretched, pressing down on the accelerator and speeding all the way.

Li Songtao’s hair stood on end suddenly: "Ding Ruoshui..." He actually knew Ding Ruoshui, but at the teahouse, he chose not to recognize her.

Ding Ruoshui indifferently said: "You owe me 460,000, and you don’t plan to compensate, no problem, I don’t want it, keep it for your coffin!"

Li Songtao shouted: "I’ll give it! I’ll give 4.6 million! 46 million..."

His voice suddenly came to an abrupt stop as a finger touched his forehead, a stream of bizarre energy instantly penetrating his entire body, rendering all of him immobile, even unable to emit a sound.

"Too late! Goodbye!"

As the voice dropped, Ding Ruoshui’s body moved horizontally and rose, the next moment, directly exiting the speeding car.

Ahead was a sharp turn...

Li Songtao watched helplessly as the bend approached head-on, and the car showed no sign of slowing down...

At this moment, he was truly awakened...

Ding Ruoshui, this nonconformist among the wealthy second generation of Jiangcheng, was genuinely extraordinary, with unfathomable abilities.

He had squandered money like dirt all his life, to actually die over ten thousand dollars, where was the justice in that?

Boom!

The car crossed the road base and plunged headfirst into Nanhu.

At this moment, the teahouse remained as tranquil as ever.

In that private room, one dressed in white and one in purple still sat facing each other, sipping tea.

Liu Qianxun gently placed down her teacup, exhaling softly: "Is this how the first round of confrontation ends? With us suffering a crushing defeat?"

"A crushing defeat?" Li Ziyi smiled lightly: "You have so little faith in me? Would my plans devised by Li Ziyi fail so easily?"

Liu Qianxun’s eyes slowly met hers: "He so brazenly crippled Du Qi in public, yet we can’t pin anything on him, if this isn’t failure, what is?"

A mysterious light flashed in Li Ziyi’s eyes: "The strategy to bind him legally has failed, but it’s strange how things work in the world; there are tracks within the law and tracks outside of it. He exploited a legal loophole, and must be feeling quite smug. If he knew that the trap I set was a plot within a plot, he might regret exploiting that loophole."

"A plot within a plot? Tracks outside of the law... Ziyi, what exactly are you talking about?"

Li Ziyi said: "Today’s masterstroke isn’t in the strategy itself, but in the person being used for it! Du Qi, as long as Du Qi is ruined by his hand, he is doomed! We need not concern ourselves whether the process of ruining is seamless, legal, and proper!"

Liu Qianxun’s eyebrows furrowed tightly: "Du Qi... Does Du Qi have a formidable background?"

Li Ziyi replied: "He has an elder brother. If that man has any humanity left, it’s probably reserved for this sole younger brother. Now that he has lost his brother, as soon as he returns to the country, Lin Xiaosu, the entire Lin Family, if a single sprout remains, consider him lucky!"

Liu Qianxun’s heart pounded wildly...

She finally understood Ziyi’s strategy.

So unthinkable, so superbly delicate.

The most ingenious part was the pawn being used, Du Qi.

This Du Qi, so easily incited, would surely follow her lead once stirred.

Once the first step is taken, whatever Lin Xiaosu does next leads to a checkmate.

Killing Du Qi, the law would restrain him.

Lin Xiaosu cunningly plotted, insidiously provoked, exploiting the loophole of ’self-defense’, effectively killing Du Qi outside of the chessboard, a move everyone deemed brilliant.

However, in Ziyi’s chess game, this was the trigger for the plot within a plot.

Because someone has stepped outside the track of the law...

That person’s revenge is ten, a hundred times more terrifying than legal sanctions...

The entire scheme, starting with a naive and absurd opening, crude in its process, but ends with immaculate perfection – such is Ziyi’s tactic, always hiding mysteries within the strategy!

Suddenly, the phone in front of Ziyi vibrated.

She picked up the phone and her expression fiercely changed.

"What’s wrong?" Liu Qianxun watched her best friend anxiously, having never seen such an expression during their entire friendship, something had completely exceeded her expectations and delivered the greatest shock...

"Big brother Li has had an accident!"

"What?" Liu Qianling’s complexion changed, although she didn’t particularly like this suitor, he could give her what she wanted, but now he was in trouble?

It can’t be too serious, can it?

It shouldn’t be, theoretically – he’s the third son of Changsheng Group, wealthy family, powerful people around, and numerous connections in the officialdom...

Li Ziyi slowly stood up, her body trembling lightly: "Ten minutes ago, his car drove into Nanhu."

Liu Qianxun let out a sigh of relief: "That’s not a big deal, right? His driver is one of the Genetic People, and he has a Genetic Master by his side."

Li Ziyi’s gaze slowly shifted to her: "Listen carefully, ten minutes ago, they fell into Nanhu, and up until now, no one has surfaced!"

Liu Qianxun’s heart sank suddenly.

She understood.

Ten minutes ago, falling into Nanhu – under normal circumstances, two Genetic People saving a second-generation rich kid should take no more than a minute, but no one has surfaced till now.

Ten minutes, enough time to turn Li Songtao from a living person to a ghost!

"Go!" Li Ziyi rushed out of the teahouse.

Liu Qianxun was even faster, after all, she was an Ancient Martial Inheritor...

Simultaneously, a car from Changsheng Group shot through the air...

The Jiangcheng police responded immediately...

Even He Jiang, the First Detective of Jiangcheng Detective Agency, received a personal phone call from the chairman of the Changsheng Group...

No matter how tumultuous the outside world was, the Criminal Investigation Team headquarters remained ever quiet and solemn.

Lin Xiaosu followed Shen Yinchuan through the long corridor, stopping in front of an office.

Shen Yinchuan said, "Mr. Lin, please go in, I’ll wait outside!"

This was the treatment Lin Xiaosu received today when he was brought in.

It wasn’t for a statement.

Instead, the Captain of the Criminal Investigation Team personally led him to the office door, respectfully invited him to enter, and with the dignity of a captain, stood outside to guard the door for them.

Lin Xiaosu was completely indifferent, nodded at Shen Yinchuan, pushed open the office door, and then closed it behind him.

In front of the window, a familiar face was smiling.

To tell the truth, the face of No. 88 often looked as grim as a coffin plank; such a smiling expression was indeed rare.

Yes, the visitor was Qianlong No. 88.

"Chang Ye sent me a message yesterday, and I was thinking about how to arrange a meeting with you. I didn’t expect someone else to call the police and use the opportunity to bring you here," said No. 88. "Your disagreement with the third son of Changsheng Group today, that wasn’t part of your plan, was it?"

"That’s not true, that kid was just looking for trouble!" said Lin Xiaosu.

"Take a seat! The tea is ready," No. 88 gestured softly.

Lin Xiaosu and he sat down by the window, both cradling their tea cups.

"To you," No. 88 said, raising his cup, "for No. 65!"

"I thought you’d toast to our friendship, that despite our separate paths, it remains unparallel," Lin Xiaosu took his first sip.

"That was indeed what I intended to say while toasting with the second cup of tea," said No. 88.

"I’ll say the words meant for the second cup first, consider this toast from me to you," Lin Xiaosu poured more tea into both cups.

After two cups of tea...

No. 88 felt a touch of emotion: "Brother, your trip to Fusang has shaken many people."

This "brother" came unexpectedly, and Lin Xiaosu suddenly felt a strange sensation: "You’re calling me brother?"

"If you were a member of Qianlong, it might be inappropriate for us to call each other brothers, but you’re not!" No. 88 said, "I think, only this address can clearly convey to you the recognition I have, from the bottom of my heart, for what you’ve done."

Brother doesn’t signify blood ties.

Brother doesn’t represent identity.

Brother simply means recognition!

Lin Xiaosu smiled lightly, "How much did Chang Ye tell you about this mission?"

"She openly admitted that she doesn’t know much about the mission either, so for this mission, you take the lead, and I will assist you," No. 88 replied.

"Me taking the lead! Aren’t you afraid I’ll screw it up?" Lin Xiaosu chuckled.

No. 88 also laughed, "That’s okay. If it gets messed up, we’ll just deduct ten thousand dollars from you. Even after deducting ten thousand, you’ll still have one hundred and forty thousand left, which is about enough to get married."

"Come on! Who taught you that?" Lin Xiaosu glared at him.

"Let’s just joke. Now back to the serious topic!" No. 88 said, "What’s the plan for taking action?"

"Tomorrow, we shall pay a visit to Li Changsheng together!"

No. 88’s eyes flickered, "Outline the plan of action."

"There is no plan of action."

No. 88 was a bit shocked...

Lin Xiaosu explained, "The current situation with Changsheng Group is muddled, like a fog. Outsiders try a thousand ways but still can’t glimpse its true nature. But do you believe in the famous saying that opportunity arises in the midst of action?"

No. 88 brooded for a long while, "If you were currently Reserve, based solely on your reckless way of doing things, I would deem you unqualified. However, your planning has successfully completed an SS-level mission... so, no matter how foolish, I’m with you on this one!"

"That’s more like it!" Lin Xiaosu smiled, "Trusting our comrades is the fundamental assurance of mission completion... A toast, to this mission!"

Their tea cups touched lightly, and they each drained their cup.

Suddenly, the door to the room was softly knocked.

"Come in!" said No. 88.

Shen Yinchuan strode in, his expression somewhat odd.

"What’s the matter?"

"Reporting to the leader! There has just been a fatal incident, with some mysteries..." said Shen Yinchuan.

"Speak!" ordered No. 88. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Just half an hour ago, Li Songtao’s car plunged into Nanhu. The three people in the car, all drowned."

No. 88 was unfazed.

For him, a single fatality was not enough to warrant concern.

He was concerned with matters of life and death for millions, with the survival or downfall of Daxia Country.

But Lin Xiaosu was shaken, "Half an hour ago? About ten minutes after we left the scene?"

"Yes!"

"Who was accompanying Li Songtao?" asked Lin Xiaosu.

"One named Zhui Feng and another named Heizi. Heizi was driving, and Zhui Feng sat next to Li Songtao."

Lin Xiaosu’s brow furrowed, "Both of them are Genetic People?"

"Yes!"

No. 88 turned his gaze, "This isn’t a normal lake crash, this is murder!"

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