How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 239 The Ultimate Showdown of Detective Skill

Chang Ye said: Lin Xiaosu has a fondness for the Ding family.

Is this objective?

Objectively speaking, it is somewhat objective!

Lin Xiaosu does indeed have a fondness for the Ding Family.

But this is not the main reason.

The main reason is: he perceived Ding Ruoshui’s true intentions.

She is determined to get him closer to her master’s Chunshui Palace.

Chunshui Palace must be plotting for something other than his body or loss of freedom, but rather something else entirely.

So, she has no reason to put him in jail.

No matter how trustworthy she is in the future, at least today, she has no intention of harming him.

But...

She has clearly become a pawn in someone else’s game.

So, who is the manipulator of this pawn?

Is it that friend of hers named Lei Xiaoya?

Who is Lei Xiaoya?

Lei Xiaojun’s daughter!

She invited Ding Ruoshui to the wedding to convey a message indirectly to Lin Xiaosu—He Bin is back and will appear at the wedding. Isn’t this an indirect invitation?

As a close friend, she surely knows Ding Ruoshui’s habits.

She could even guess Ding Ruoshui’s response strategy.

If she is plotting against Ding Ruoshui, even if Ding Ruoshui is unaware, she could still play the role of a pawn...

But this is just an if...

It is possible that her invitation to Ding Ruoshui was just a normal invitation between friends.

"Are you staying in Jiangcheng for the night?" asked Lin Xiaosu.

"What are you thinking about? Can’t even kiss, and you want to do that?" Chang Ye gave him a sidelong glance.

"No! There might be things that still require your help!"

"What?"

"For example, the follow-up to this case..."

"Hasn’t this case been closed?" Chang Ye was surprised: "I suspect you are making an excuse..."

"What excuse?" Lin Xiaosu asked: "Closed? Your Qianlong closed it too hastily! Let me ask you a few questions... First, where did that red-clad waiter come from?"

"He Jiang paid for him!" Chang Ye responded.

"Second, where did the killing insect come from?"

"It was bred by the assassin himself."

"I give up on you, you just say whatever comes to mind..." Lin Xiaosu said: "Third, do you think He Jiang is really dead?"

Chang Ye suddenly put her foot down...

"I have a theory! If this theory holds true, the person who died is not He Jiang!" Lin Xiaosu exclaimed.

Chang Ye’s heart raced: "Why do you say... he is not He Jiang?"

"Because he has bones! Normal human bones!" Lin Xiaosu stated: "My theory about He Jiang is... he is not a normal human!"

Chang Ye was completely stunned, and after a long pause, she exhaled lightly: "What is he then?"

"Evil spirits lurking overseas, Earth Core Clan uneasy in the core!" Lin Xiaosu said: "The Earth Core Clan has appeared! If He Jiang is human, many things are hard to explain. But if he is from the Li Tian Clan, it fits all the clue chains... and the Li Tian Clan’s bones are not like this!"

That was what he saw at the horrific car crash site—In that picture, the deceased He Jiang looked terrifying, but his bones were normal human bones...

That picture had been seen by Chang Ye.

had seen it.

Shen Yinchuan had seen it.

All three were extremely experienced, but none could see this detail.

Only Lin Xiaosu could.

Why?

Because he had a theory.

What he saw contradicted this theory...

"Why did you theorize that He Jiang is from the Li Tian Clan?"

"Because beneath Tashan, the tower they wanted to blow up, there is an ancient seal formation. If this tower is blown open, it might release the Earth Core Clan!"

Chang Ye’s heart raced; this was something she had not discovered.

She had just emerged from seclusion and had been focusing on her own thoughts, ignoring many things.

Upon hearing this, she realized the critical point; no normal human would go to such lengths to release the Earth Core Clan. Only a hidden representative of the Earth Core Clan in the human world would.

"And another thing!" Lin Xiaosu continued: "The killing insect is an Earth Core Strange Insect, terrifyingly named ’Ghost Rope’."

Chang Ye’s heart was shaken: "Little Su, now... now you really need to challenge your detective skills! Truly match up against Jiangcheng’s First Detective!"

"You find a place to stay first!" Lin Xiaosu lightly brushed against her chest, giving a squeeze, then turned around and disappeared in an instant.

Chang Ye bit her lip, you little S devil, don’t know how to describe you.

Without a kiss, you still want to have your fun...

Although it was a bit frivolous, how can I say? Things must be seen in two parts...

He has an interest in this kind of thing, good, at least when the two are intimate later, there will be something to play with, not too dull, right? Besides, facing the key battle against Jiangcheng’s First Detective, he still has this kind of leisure, showing he does not take the opponent seriously at all...

Good thing!

Lin Xiaosu got into a taxi and asked the driver to take him around in a large circle.

Without any specific purpose, just wandering around.

The taxi driver glanced at him sitting with a melancholic and hollow look, a bit misunderstood, and kindly asked him: Brother, are you feeling down?

As a taxi driver, he had seen many ways people dealt with their depression.

Some drink.

Some smoke.

Some get into a taxi and wander aimlessly around the city...

Losing life goals, they walk a circle along the footprints of their past in this giant city, then pick up their bags, settle their emotions, and start afresh...

This young man seemed like this type.

If one could bet, he would bet that this young man had a broken heart...

After about an hour and a half, Lin Xiaosu got off the taxi, a smile playing on his lips...

Yes, he had captured He Jiang’s trail...

He had validated his inner theory...

He also found the origin of the red-clad waiter.

Furthermore, he discovered a place no one had thought of, and there, he found something very interesting...

Jiangcheng Ninth Kindergarten.

School was out.

The children, like birds released from a cage, spread their tender wings, welcoming their mothers’ embrace.

The passersby, watching this daily scene, felt a unique warmth stirring in their hearts...

Family affection is like that, bit by bit, merging into everyday life, not earth-shattering, but it is the flavor of life...

In a nearby restaurant, a man sat by the window.

With a teacup in hand, he gazed out the window at a mother and child below...

His eyes held a complicated expression.

He was around thirty or forty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a suit, a short beard, presenting the look of a business elite.

His hand gently lifted, holding a passport.

The photo on the passport was an exact match to him.

The name on it was Li Qiutang, English name: Maxi Lee.

"Li Qiutang, autumn crabapple..." he muttered: "Did I choose this name too carelessly?"

Autumn crabapple, though beautiful, symbolizes the end of an era in life.

He smiled bitterly.

The door softly knocked.

"Come in!" Li Qiutang said two words.

The door opened, not a waiter, but someone who clearly wasn’t a waiter.

A young, dashing, charismatic man entered.

Lin Xiaosu.

Li Qiutang frowned slightly: "You are..."

His voice had a hint of a southern accent.

Lin Xiaosu smiled: "Detective He, we met just this morning, no need to keep up the act, right?"

With a flick of his hand, the door was closed.

Li Qiutang’s frown deepened: "Sir, are you mistaking me for someone else?"

Lin Xiaosu smiled lightly: "You are recognized as Jiangcheng’s First Detective, I unceremoniously call myself Fengcheng’s First Detective. With two detectives face to face, there’s no need to talk about ’mistaking identities,’ right?"

Li Qiutang remained motionless.

His face suddenly seemed to be covered with a mask.

Maybe he always had a mask.

But now, it peeled away, becoming a stiff silicone layer...

Lin Xiaosu stared at him: "A death substitute plan, though not novel, can still be shocking if it deceives Qianlong. Your death substitute plan truly outsmarts Qianlong, worthy indeed of Jiangcheng’s First Detective!"

Li Qiutang slowly raised his hand and took off his glasses...

In that removal.

His eyes were revealed.

Those eyes, narrow and sharp, now intently focused on Lin Xiaosu, even sharper.

He exhaled lightly: "Fooled Qianlong but not you?"

This admission confirmed Lin Xiaosu’s words entirely.

He was not Li Qiutang; he was He Jiang.

"You know I’m a detective!" Lin Xiaosu said.

"Who isn’t?" He Jiang sighed softly.

"Yes, you are a detective, specializing in solving various strange cases. When planning a crime yourself, you naturally think of blocking all the gaps, including gene collection. You had it in mind from the start, setting up this death substitute scenario in case of exposure, right?"

He outwitted Qianlong mainly through gene monitoring.

A substitute could be fabricated.

Genes could not be falsified.

This was nearly an iron rule in law enforcement.

Thus, Daxia had long collected key individuals’ genes, forming a vast gene database.

Who are key individuals?

Those in critical positions, public servants, registered businesspeople, top managers, key figures, ex-convicts, and so on...

He Jiang had registered with a Detective Agency, so his genes were collected by the police.

Generally, no one falsifies genes at this stage.

One, because there’s little room for falsification; evading police review is tough.

Two, because there’s no need to falsify; who plans to commit a crime at registration? It’s all about making money. Only when making money falls through do you consider other paths, right? Starting off with the risk of gene forgery hanging over you is unnecessary risk.

Yet, He Jiang falsified genes when he registered thirteen years ago.

He used a substitute’s genes.

And used this substitute for thirteen years!

Beyond expectations.

Even Qianlong was deceived...

He Jiang stared intently at him: "You still haven’t answered me: why, if everything was so perfect, could you see through it?"

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