Agent Reborn: God-Level Scholar

Chapter 599 Who else can solve this dilemma
Midsummer Ye's heart skipped a beat.

"Dead?" She twitched the corners of her lips, her expression was a little stiff, she paused for two seconds, and sneered, "You two, master and apprentice, come together to tease me? Let's save this kind of pediatrics."

She turned to go.

"I didn't lie to you! He's really dead." The boy stopped her, and tears fell like broken strings on the pear box he was holding carefully. In this small office, at the moment of mutual care and silence, Made a soft muffled sound.

"Master was very happy when he came back two days ago. He mentioned you to us and said that Miss Sheng was reincarnated. Now, I can only come to you."

There was a momentary emptiness in the midsummer night.

It was like playing a silent movie in my mind, recalling the scene of Master Fang Xuan bowing to him that day, screaming one after another, and then playing the scene of him snatching candy from the children on the street, making the children cry loudly and force their words out of reason.

He was a very out-of-the-ordinary guy who was like an old naughty boy.

Suddenly the nose is a little sour.

She watched the boy weep silently and missed her master, so she couldn't help thinking that she also missed Gu Ying.

"do not Cry."

She took two tissues from the tea table and handed them to him, "Last night..."

She was a little choked up, and after a pause, she continued to ask: "I saw him in good shape last night, why is he like this all of a sudden?"

She stared at the box held in his arms, and already roughly guessed that it was Fang Xuan's urn.

My heart ached.

A living person whom I saw with my own eyes yesterday has become a piece of ashes in front of my eyes today, and I will never speak or meet again.

"Master set up that church before, taught many people through metaphysics and fortune-telling, and offended the people in the north. Some time ago, they ran to the master's house, smashed his house, and threatened him that he would not accept any more people for free teaching, saying it was broken. Their rules." The boy sobbed, "I still painted the red paint mixed with pig's blood on the door, put mice and cockroaches, and poured slops, and the neighbors complained about the master, so he hasn't been home for a long time."

Midsummer night is silent.

"The master was afraid that they would seek revenge on those students, so he contacted those students and planned to temporarily suspend the school. Only then did he know that several people under him secretly collected money from the students. It was clear that the teaching was free, but they collected a lot of money privately. Waiting for the master When I tried to contact them, I couldn’t get in touch at all.”

Sheng Xiaye thought about what the woman said yesterday, that she invested almost all of the family's money in the church, because the master said he was going to leave school, he was treated as a liar, and now he couldn't get any money at all, so he hit him when he saw him.

If what the boy said is true, then Master Fang Xuan is really unlucky.

"Then he was yesterday..." Midsummer Ye kicked the trash can in front of him, he carefully wrapped the paper after wiping his nose into a ball, and threw it in.

"One of them ran away. We asked the landlord. Officially, he met the people in the north. So those people in the north who collected money for fortune-telling and metaphysics deliberately bribed him to frame the master. The master went to them to reason. ……result……"

He was out of breath from crying, Sheng Xiaye handed him a tissue again, "Take a breath and speak slowly."

She probably guessed it too.

It seems that Fang Xuan really understands these methods, that's why he threatened his colleagues in the north, and they tried every means to bring down Fang Xuan, so that the family can dominate.

This old man, going alone, is really desperate.

"He said he would come back at night, but we didn't see him for a long time, so we went to find him, and found him thrown in the grass in an old residential area on North Street, covered in blood, and died with regret."

The little apprentice gritted his teeth, "The master must have been killed by them! As long as the master is gone, those high-ranking officials in the city will not be able to find the master's fortune-telling and fortune-telling in the future, so they can only go to the north to find them. All their gentlemen will belong to the north gate. This is a very big scam organization, they are not purely fond of metaphysics like the master, and they don't even hesitate to sacrifice their lives for the practice of Jingjin Dao!"

Sheng Xiaye comforted him for a while, and promised to report the matter to the police. The police will notarize whether it is right or wrong.

Jiangcheng was very efficient, and within a day, the perpetrators were apprehended and brought to justice.

Sure enough, he was a member of the boss of the North Gate, but he firmly denied that he was involved, and only said that he was busy when Master Fang Xuan came to the door, so he asked the younger brother to drive him away first, and the younger brother also confessed that Master Fang Xuan's words provoked and provoked him. That's why he did it, and he is willing to take full responsibility for it.

"Impossible! You were ordered by your boss! How could you kill someone on your own initiative?"

Seeing the handcuffed young man, the little apprentice was so angry that his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he wanted to run over to arrest him and question him, forcing him to tell the truth.

Xiao Luo looked back at him, looking very helpless and pitiful, "I really just missed it for a while. I didn't intend to kill him, but he kept yelling at me and cursing me for not letting him into the house. It was a catastrophe, so I wanted to give him two knives, so that he could remember for a long time, and he insisted on hitting him last, and then the knife pierced his heart, and there was nothing I could do about it.”

"You are talking nonsense! You are watching my master's death without proof!"

Midsummer night pulled him back, his shoulders trembled from crying, like a poor unwanted child, his face turned red from crying.

After the police took the man away, Sheng Xiaye comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, the French Open has been laid out without any omissions. If he is really behind the scenes, he will show his feet sooner or later."

He looked at her with tears in his eyes, "Really, Miss Sheng?"

She nodded, "It's not that the person who killed your master will definitely pay the price for not reporting that the time has not arrived."

The police also began to recover the fraudulent membership funds. Many members learned that Master Fang Xuan was not involved, and was brutally killed by people from the north in order to ask for money for them. They all came to mourn him. The first two days A lot of people came, and seeing that people would be buried tomorrow morning, the wind blew the door outside the mourning hall creaking, Midsummer Ye felt depressed, so he went to the corridor to blow the cold wind for a while.

Gu Ying is gone.

She had just found out that Master Fang Xuan was really proficient in metaphysics and not just fooling around, and he also died.

So who else can save Gu Fengchen's current predicament?
The phone vibrated, and there was another gossip push. Now Gu Fengchen appeared in public more and more times, and his popularity was no less than that of many popular niche students in China. She didn't know what his purpose was, but he told You Qi's feelings are getting more and more attention.

"I left because I was afraid of your death, but you went to harm You Qi again." She looked at the profile of Gu Fengchen secretly photographed by the paparazzi on the screen of the mobile phone, and traced the outline of his face with her fingers.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car not far away.

She looked over and saw that the black car was parked on the side of the road. Mr. Gu Lintian was helped out of the car by the housekeeper and walked into the mourning hall.

She frowned. In the past two days, she found out that many dignitaries in Jincheng had invited Master Fang Xuan to tell their fortunes, but when he passed away, no one had time to visit him. Gu Lintian was the first one.

(End of this chapter)