Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 710 - 132 Invisible Opponent and Tactics

Old Wang Five, content and satisfied, finished gnawing at his tenth crystal pig hock, grabbed the jug and gulped down several mouthfuls, then turned his head in a daze and looked at the dark-skinned government officer standing at the door, a blissful smile on his face.

"Grandpa’s life is complete! Even if you shoot me dead right now, I’d go down as a ghost with a full belly!"

Wang Yunxiao walked up to him, glanced at the groom’s corpse lying at his feet, and couldn’t help asking, "Murder requires atonement with life, don’t you understand this principle at your old age?"

Old Wang Five waved his hand and chuckled, "I’ve lived enough! Enough indeed!"

"You’re so capable now, you could eat pig feet every day if you wanted, so why the need to kill someone?"

"You’re talking about him, right? He was not a good man."

Old Wang Five belched loudly, carelessly threw the pig bone on the face of the groom, and turned back to laugh, "None of his family are good folk. Do you know what his dad does for a living? His dad sells charcoal. During the heavy snow these last few days, he hoarded a warehouse full of charcoal and didn’t sell a bit, just waiting for the price to continue to rise."

"The neighbors are almost freezing to death, and yet he still fancies throwing his son a wedding and a feast. Do you know where he got that little bride from? She owed debts to his son and couldn’t pay, her parents were driven to death, and in the end, she didn’t even have the money to buy a seat at the wedding..."

"So you decided to play the hero and administer justice?"

"Officer, you really have a way with words. An old guy like me, at this age, doesn’t have such thoughts anymore; just wanted to eat something good before dying, and incidentally make them sick to their stomachs."

Wang Yunxiao picked up a bowl, grabbed a slice of roasted beef rib, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

"The cooking is mediocre, not from any big restaurant chef. Looking at the dishes here, this family can’t be that rich, right? The most expensive thing is that plate of pork hocks, all of which you have wrecked."

"You said he sells charcoal, how much money can selling charcoal make? It’s not grain; during a famine, hoarding makes it more expensive. If you can’t afford charcoal, you can burn firewood, if you can’t burn firewood, just tough it out and endure. This is Tianmen, not the borderlands."

"Lending money with interest is illegal; why not report it to the authorities? Forcing a marriage like that, why not seek help from the Red Lantern Society?"

Old Wang Five was stunned, staring at the messy table, and began to space out.

"They... collude with the officials, we ordinary folks..."

"Collude with whom? Say a specific name, let me hear."

"... There’s always collusion, otherwise, how could their family make so much money!"

Old Wang Five turned his head and glared at Wang Yunxiao: "Yes! It’s collusion with you! Otherwise, how could you have arrived so quickly?"

Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but laugh: "If we go by what you say, then we shouldn’t have come at all, should we?"

"Talking about murder in retaliation, when they were killing, I didn’t see you coming, but as soon as I killed someone, you were here right away..."

"Who did they kill?"

Old Wang Five was momentarily struck dumb.

With a click, Wang Yunxiao tossed the handcuffs on the table: "Have you had enough to eat? If you’re full, let’s go."

Old Wang Five looked at the handcuffs on the table, fell silent for a long while, then said in a low voice, "I need to take a shit..."

"Go."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll run?"

"You’ve eaten, you’ve drunk, you’ve killed; where would you run to?"

In the rules of the Jianghu World of Tianmen Territory, one must keep a face while alive. Even if you are a notorious outlaw who has committed heinous crimes, when a government official gives you enough respect, you must give respect in return, otherwise, you’ll be the laughing stock.

This differs from the customs in Water Margin; outsiders might not be able to accept it.

It’s a characteristic of local culture.

After Old Wang Five had defecated, he came back honestly and put on the handcuffs himself.

...

"Old Wang Five, having stuffed himself with meat and wine, began to think of the bride in the room and lust sprang up from his heart..."

With a slight flick of the wrist, the tip of the pen paused, and the ink seeped into the paper.

The writer frowned, picked up the piece of manuscript paper to inspect it for a moment, then casually tossed it into the waste paper pile.

Picking up the pen, he dipped it in ink, and began to rewrite on the blank paper.

"Xiao Jinseng, 27 years old, from the Shu Region, grew up studying literature and martial arts, with a chivalrous heart, and a hatred for evil like a sworn enemy. In his early years, he single-handedly exterminated eighteen bandits, and everyone praised him as invincible and heroic. This June, he followed a good friend to Tianmen..."

"...Seeing that old beggar commit violence wantonly, and the Government Officials actually turned a blind eye and condoned it, not daring to step forward. Xiao Jinseng felt a surge of nameless rage emerging from his heart, he drew his pistol and aimed at the villain, pulling the trigger. However, the situation was urgent, and coupled with the shoving and bumping of the surrounding crowd, his shot went astray..."

Bang——!

Hearing the gunshot, Wang Yunxiao, who had just escorted Mr. Wang from the courtyard, looked around sharply.

The nearest Guozi reacted the quickest, throwing a reverse punch at the face of the shooter, sending him staggering back, and the two brothers beside him simultaneously struck, smashing the butt of the gun into his ribs, subduing him in an instant.

But it was already too late.

This unexpected cold shot left no one able to react in time.

"Where did it hit?"

Everyone began looking around, only to see Chen Yan leaning against the wall with her hand on her waist.

Youtiao hurriedly rushed over to support her, asking repeatedly, "Where are you hurt?"

Chen Yan shook her head, released her hand, and there was a vivid trace of bright red blood in her palm.

The bullet had grazed her left abdomen, leaving a charred bullet mark on her Armor.

The newly issued Armor from the Special Service Bureau had a certain degree of bulletproof effectiveness, but Chen Yan’s own body was not that sturdy. The bullet’s kinetic energy, even though absorbed by the Armor, almost knocked the wind out of her.

Unfastening the buttons, she saw that blood had already soaked through her shirt.

"It’s nothing..."

Chen Yan said softly.

Little Gourd squeezed over and pushed Youtiao aside: "Move it, what are you looking at!"

"I’m fucking furious!"

In a rage, Youtiao kicked the face of the shooter, still not feeling avenged, and kicked him two more times with force.

Wang Yunxiao stood still, observing all directions, listening attentively, taking note of everyone’s movements around him.

Accident? Coincidence?

Could there really be such a coincidence in the world, a stray bullet nearly taking away a member of our team, the Chess Herald?

If it were an ordinary person, that shot might have cost them their life.

He didn’t focus his attention on the subdued shooter; that was just an ordinary person.

The real opponent was hidden in the dark, employing methods he couldn’t understand.

"How is it?"

Once he was certain there were no other dangers in the vicinity, Wang Yunxiao whispered to inquire.

"It’s nothing, just a flesh wound, some blood was lost, but it’s been stopped."

Little Gourd helped Chen Yan to a clean spot to sit down, then stood up to report to Wang Yunxiao: "There are no signs of Echo Erosion, it seems the man acted on his own initiative, intending to shoot and kill the murder suspect."

"Without Echo Erosion, then it must be a technique of the Twelve Laws; do you know which Dharma Gate could produce such an enchantment to manipulate people’s actions?"

"There are too many..."

As an Advisor, Little Gourd had access to far more information than others. After some thought, he said with some uncertainty: "Craftsman, Specter, Demon, Priest, Witch Doctor, and Scholarly Heresy all have similar capabilities. But considering the circumstances of Old Chen and Old Wang, we can initially rule out the possibility of the Craftsman and Specter Heresies."

"Priest Heresy tends to be passive, seeming not to favor overt displays of miracles. That leaves Witch Doctor and Scholar as the most likely candidates. Witch Doctor Heresy specializes in manipulating emotions, whereas Scholarly Heresy... Big Brother, you’re probably more familiar with that, right?"

Wang Yunxiao nodded; they had encountered a professional rival, and clearly, the opponent’s skill level was far superior to his own.