Volume One, Chapter 28: Complicated

Huzi’s words essentially determined the direction of the case.

"Ms. Wang killed her husband."

"Not bad. After working solo with the boss for over half a year, you’ve finally grown some brains."

Xie Yangfeng glared, raising his fist to swing at Huzi.

"Enough!"

Gu Nanxiao reached out, caught Xie Yangfeng’s fist, and firmly pressed him back into his chair.

"We can basically conclude now that Ms. Wang killed her husband at home while wearing the very clothes currently hanging on her balcony. Afterward, she washed them and hung them out to create a facade of normalcy. But the question remains: how did she dispose of his body? And why, three days later, did she call the police to falsely report her husband missing..."

Big Gray was full of vitality, enough to unleash ten powerful "Mammoth Stomps." It charged wildly, unleashing three or four consecutive stomps in one breath.

However, due to its injuries, it hadn't been able to participate; it had only recently recovered. From Deschamps' substitution, it was clear he hadn't given up just because Giuly was forced off the field.

Oh, heavens! John was on the verge of a breakdown! What on earth did Nami mean by this? Was she hinting at something? Or was this a deliberate test? Was he a beast, or worse than a beast?

"Hiss!" The group outside the stone chamber couldn't help but gasp at the sight of the four mummies.

"They don't even know that Su Lixing frequently goes out. Only someone like me, who stayed there for a while and spared no effort in gathering information, could grasp so many details," Yin Shi said.

After all, if one failed the breakthrough, they might be lucky enough to keep their life and cultivation, but if they succeeded, they would become a prodigy or a monster capable of suppressing countless eras—what glory and honor that would be!

"Teacher, did I do alright?" On the other hand, Li Wei, who had intended to slack off in the recording studio, couldn't get his wish; his student had approached him, nervously seeking advice from his mentor.

When Li Ran extracted the glass tube containing the P-virus, which was connected to an explosive device, from the black youth's abdomen and saw the purplish-red liquid inside, his expression turned ghastly. Beside him, Xu Xudong’s face grew equally grave.

Yet, this chariot troop still possessed formidable firepower, and the Ming army was about to face a monster armed by the Ming Dynasty’s own vast expenditure.

Two hundred years of time—how many dreams and how much youth have you buried? Looking back, only a sigh remains.

The Zhaoyuan magistrate and the prominent families of the county naturally treated Wu Shixou and his men to a feast of meat and wine, followed by a reward, hoping the Henan army would not linger in the county seat and would get lost as soon as possible.

"Terrible!" Not far away, Zhu Geliang saw Leng Ruxue again; his eyes narrowed, and his face filled with worry.

Although they were officials, they were still human, and they felt fear and dread in the face of danger. Yet, they all followed resolutely, even though they knew that once they left, they might never return.

Xu Yanbang’s face darkened when he heard Xiao Shiji speak like that. Just as he was about to retort, An Zichang gave him a secret kick.

Du Xiancheng and Fang Wuniang exchanged smiles, as if they had truly returned to those years they spent together.

With that, Liao Fan pushed Chen Yi into the room, casting a meaningful glance at the hidden sentries as he stepped inside.

However, both of them were burning with rage at this moment; even if Li Jiulian crawled out of her coffin, she might not be able to persuade them, let alone the others.

Lu Ping waited on the stage for a while, seeing no one else come up to challenge him. Just as he was about to walk toward Liang Jing and the others, Shen Wantian stepped forward.

In truth, Zhuo Caihe was gradually coming to understand what kind of feelings she held in her heart for Zhong Hao.

Luo Xiu felt immense confusion, but regardless, this "Twelve Capitals Heaven" technique was undoubtedly a method that surpassed the "Great Void Five-Light Divine Sword," created by an expert of the Great Hunyuan level—its power was peerless.

"But they haven't recognized Gu Qi yet. Isn't it normal for there to be a prayer-master in the car? Besides, even if some people aren't prayer-masters, they can still see spirits and the manifestation of abilities," Miao Yi said, still clinging to a sliver of hope.

"You must have an amputation," Nandergele calmly stated the cruel fact to Davohan.

"You can put me down now." Gu Qi’s voice no longer carried exhaustion, but it held a touch of weakness.

If a fully mature Green Lotus Immortal Fruit were used to supplement other treasures, especially if twelve were used to refine it, it could eventually form a Twelve-Petal Lotus Platform—the most powerful treasure in Buddhism.

Luo Xiu roared, the guilt he felt toward the Heavenly Charm Sect and Cha Ziyan fueling his murderous intent. If he had arrived any later, he feared that the very last seed of the Heavenly Charm Sect would have been utterly wiped out.

When she woke up again, the sun was setting. Sitting up and seeing the beautiful scenery outside the window, Tian Tian smiled slightly. She climbed out of bed, pushed open the window, and caught the sea breeze. Looking at the scenery she had once been most familiar with, she felt that much of the gloom in her heart had dissipated.

"You are the challenger, aren't you?" Chen Tian was surprised that the guardian of the second floor was an archer, but the Wind Guardian spoke first.

Ye Xiang finally realized something was wrong; usually, Su Mo was so composed, yet today he was so out of sorts.

The next day, Leng Yue received good news: the Left Prime Minister and the officials had impeached the Crown Prince, claiming he intended to rebel and requesting the Emperor to order a search of the Crown Prince’s mansion.

"This, you must ask your own heart. No matter what, a person cannot deceive their own heart. Only the heart is the most real. Do as your heart dictates," Monk Zhenwu said, pointing to his chest and speaking earnestly.

It wasn't as if he hadn't been fawned over before, but this Doctor Liao was overly enthusiastic, treating him as if he were an ancestor to be revered.

He suddenly realized that this faint, ethereal call must be the voice of Old Heng. For Xiao Yao, in this second life, this mysterious old man was a crucial figure. Xiao Yao had sensed the path of unity between heaven and man, but he was still just a tiny bit away.

Xiao Le and Jia Xingxing pressed their cheeks against the car door, slowly sliding down until they collapsed on the floor of the vehicle with a thud.

Besides, those few sweet potatoes were traded for her maternal grandmother’s pancakes and planted on her grandmother’s land, so it didn't matter. She suppressed her smile and thought indifferently.

Hehe! That’s exactly what I was afraid you wouldn't do. Beiming Yu finally provoked the black-robed man, allowing him to probe their true strength.

Just two days into their flight, the Thousand-Household Bird-man in the lead flew over to the three of them with an uneasy look on his face.

"Xiaoyu, why are you calling her by her name? That is your aunt!" Mrs. Rong scolded.

Bai Yi’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Suddenly, he put away his optical computer and slammed his fist into the screen. With a crackle and a few sparks, a wisp of smoke drifted from the controller, and the door that had been immovable just a moment ago swung open with a swoosh.

"Whether I am a man or not is not for you to judge. Besides, what does it have to do with me what you look like? If you have nothing else, you had better hurry up and cultivate. I am going to cultivate," Wu Xi said with an indifferent expression.