Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Debt collection?

Feng Zhanye's eyes flashed under his hat, and he suddenly grabbed Wang Wu's collar and dragged him into the house. Seeing this, Gu Qingzhi hurriedly followed him in and closed the door tightly.

Feng Zhanye pressed Wang Wu on the table like a chicken. The young man was full of vigor and energy, and his hands were quite strong. No matter how hard Wang Wu struggled, he did not feel any difficulty at all.

He didn't intend to waste time talking to him, and asked directly: "What do you mean by debt collection?"

When he asked this, Wang Wu at the table was stunned. He forgot to struggle and said in a muffled voice with his face pressed against the table: "Aren't you sent by the gambling house to collect debts? Who are you?"

"Answer my question just now."

Feng Zhanye put his arm behind his back and twisted it hard, causing Wang Wu to cry out in pain.

Gu Qingzhi was afraid that his shouting would attract the attention of others, so she quickly gestured to Feng Zhanye to keep quiet, and the young man then let go of her hand.

Having suffered a loss, Wang Wu became obviously more submissive, with a sad face and his body stopped resisting.

"Chen Qi was addicted to gambling in his early years. He got a job as a small magistrate by lending money to the chief magistrate for gambling, but he also owed a lot of foreign debts to the gambling house. After he disappeared, the gambling house couldn't wait for him to pay back the debt, so they came here to look for him. If they couldn't find him, they would come to me to ask about his whereabouts, but I really don't know where he went!"

It’s strange, those people just now clearly said that he knew, but Wang Wu said he didn’t know, unless... he was lying.

Gu Qingzhi stared at Wang Wu's face, which was distorted by the pressure, and spoke solemnly with full certainty in her voice: "He is dead. You know that, right?"

Wang Wu quickly denied: "How is that possible? Don't talk nonsense."

Feng Zhanye wasn't sure whether Gu Qingzhi was lying to him or had really discovered something, so he waited quietly for what would happen next.

Gu Qingzhi silently reached out and turned the wine jug on the table, which was so exquisite that it was out of place in the whole room, to reveal a crookedly carved word "Chen" on it.

"This pot should have originally belonged to Chen Qi, right? If you weren't sure he was dead, how dare you claim his things as your own?"

Wang Wu was stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Oh, and a few people have just told us that if they want to know about Chen Qi, they can just look for you."

Gu Qingzhi reminded at the right time.

When Wang Wu heard this, his face turned red and white, and he finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Can you please let me go first, and I'll tell you."

Gu Qingzhi and Feng Zhanye were not afraid that he would play any more tricks. Together, the two of them could at least control five, six, seven or eight of them.

Feng Zhanye let Wang Wu go, and he straightened up and turned his neck, pouting and saying, "We used to be good friends. He is indeed dead. I saw it with my own eyes when his body was transported to the mass grave. So when I came back, I searched his house."

"That jug," Wang Wu raised his chin towards the jug, "I took it from him."

"In fact, I knew that something would happen sooner or later if he worked for the people in the palace, but in order to pay off his gambling debts, he even stole his wife's money to buy guards. So that person has no bottom line at all."

Gu Qingzhi's mind moved, and she recalled the investigation results given by Old Man Qin. It turned out that Chen Qi's wife did not buy the guards willingly.

"Do you remember anything about what happened a few days before his death? Is there anything special?" Feng Zhanye stood behind Wang Wu with his hands behind his back and asked suddenly, scaring Wang Wu so much that he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

“Special…” Wang Wu scratched his head and thought for a long time. He only spoke hesitantly after Feng Zhanye breathed impatiently.

"One morning during those days, he went to the pharmacy to get medicine before dawn. He looked sneaky. I ran into him when he came back. He lied that it was medicine for headaches and threw the prescription away. I secretly took a look and found that it was not a prescription at all. It was a receipt for buying poison. It said arsenic."

"Oh! I thought that piece of paper was strange, so I picked it up specially, but then I forgot about it, and it seems to be here with me now."

"Where is that paper?"

Something useful finally appeared, and Feng Zhanye immediately started to ask.

"Wait, let me look for it."

As Wang Wu spoke, he stood up and walked to the cabinet at the foot of his bed. He rummaged around in it for a long time and took out a ball of crumpled paper.

Gu Qingzhi took it and unfolded it. It was actually the receipt for Chen Qi's purchase of arsenic. His name and the word "arsenic" were particularly clear on it, and the date was also written in great detail.

This is the most direct physical evidence!

The two looked at each other. Although their faces were still very calm, they saw hope in each other's eyes.

"How much can you sell this recipe to us for?" Feng Zhanye asked.

Wang Wu waved his hand and said, "It's useless to keep such a piece of paper here. If you want it, take it. Just don't tell anyone that I took Chen Qi's things."

The two of them did not comment. After thanking him, they took the prescription and left the Guard House.

The next target is still very clear, that is Chen Qi’s home on Gangyan Street.

Gangyan Street is an extremely narrow alley not far from Wutong Lane. Many ordinary people live in it. Some houses have firewood and sundries piled in front of their doors, making it look very crowded.

The house at the end of the alley is Chen Qi's home. The gate of the yard is wide open, and a group of burly men with weapons in their hands are standing in the yard.

A woman in plain clothes knelt on the ground, holding two children, one big and one small, behind her, and looked at them anxiously.

"What did you say? No money? You told me the same thing last month. You still want to default on your debt this month? I think you are courting death!"

"Pa" a crisp slap hit the woman's face, knocking her to the ground immediately. The corner of her mouth was cracked and blood was oozing out.

"Mom!" The two children screamed and rushed over, hugging the woman.

"Your man owes a lot of debts to the gambling house, and no one knows where he is. If you don't pay for him, who will? If you really have no money, I don't mind selling your two children, or you can sell yourself."

Gu Qingzhi frowned, looked at the woman lying on the ground and unable to get up for a long time, and walked into the yard without hesitation.

The man who had just taken action turned around, looked at Gu Qingzhi and Feng Zhanye, and raised his eyebrows.

"Get out! Can't you see I'm collecting debts?"

As he spoke, the big men behind him turned around and stared at the two men ferociously.

Seeing that the two were unmoved, the man became impatient: "Why are you still here? What, are you going to pay off her debt?"

"Which gambling house are you from?" Gu Qingzhi asked.

"What's it got to do with you? Let me tell you, no one on this street dares to go against me! Stop meddling in other people's business!" The man glanced at the two of them casually and laughed arrogantly.

Well, he is not from Changyi Casino. Gu Qingzhi can tell from the man’s attitude.

Since he is not one of us, it will be much easier to deal with.

She was not afraid at all and took a few steps forward. Seeing this, Feng Zhanye tensed up slightly, thinking that Gu Qingzhi was going to use force, but she turned around and gently shook her head at him.

The young man was stunned, and then he heard her say, "I wonder if you have heard of Mr. Qin from Changyi Casino in Wutong Lane. In fact, we are half in the same industry."

There was a hint of confusion in the boy's eyes under his bamboo hat. It was the first time he heard Sister Azhi talk about this place, and he was a little confused for a moment.

But it was obvious that the debt collector understood.

"Wutong Lane...Changyi Gambling House..." The expression of the man who had been so arrogant just now suddenly became serious. He looked at Gu Qingzhi again with a vague look in his eyes and even took a half step back unconsciously.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Do you want us to chase them away?" The thugs behind him noticed that something was wrong with him and came forward to ask.