Condolences?
Chen Long panicked.
"No, we can’t just offer condolences here..."
Miss Xi wouldn’t make it, and no one could save Mr. Bo either, that’s two lives lost!
He was so anxious that he didn’t notice the hidden glances in Xi Rubao’s big blinking eyes.
Xi Rubao didn’t dare to hint too obviously.
The trap she set had yet to be sprung.
"Vice Officer Chen, if you have ti, help reach out to so contacts in the police departnt, let them quickly arrest that bastard Fei Ji!"
"I... this... I..."
Chen Long’s voice was quickly drowned out by a burst of exclamations: "Baby, baby, look at the news!"
Wu Minghao and Wu Qianman ran up to the stage with phones in hand, breathlessly showing Xi Rubao the live news broadcast.
On Wu Minghao’s phone was the latest headline from all major apps: "Tarot easily surpasses the Empire’s traditional prediction technique, effortlessly takes a head from a thousand miles away!"
On the headlines so soon?
Xi Rubao was a bit taken aback.
A closer look revealed that besides the exaggerated praise of Fei Ji’s mystical curse technique, there was even a "concerned citizen" report sent in with conclusive photo evidence—a string of coded characters written in blood at Fei Ji’s ritual site, which Tarot researchers "translated" as the na Xi Zuzi!
Damn, there’s evidence of Fei Ji cursing the little ancestor!
Who was so helpful to do such a good deed anonymously?
Xi Rubao glanced at Gu Shiyin, only to hear Gu Shiyin righteously chiming in, "With the news out, it seems the evidence is solid, Fei Ji indeed should be brought to justice! Such scum cannot be tolerated!"
Xi Rubao: "..." Ha, you’re no better, second scum.
Wu Minghao mumbled discontentedly, "There’s evidence, but sothing feels off to , Baby, the comnts are all about how amazing Tarot is, saying that the little ancestor’s previous predicted wife-killer case might have been a sham, and it’s still Tarot’s profound wisdom, or how could it so easily snuff out the little ancestor... makes so angry!"
Xi Rubao took a deep breath: "..."
Just as I thought, second scum isn’t so kind-hearted, this evidence probably isn’t to convict Fei Ji, but mainly to tarnish the reputation of Ancestor Sister, erase her credit for solving the murder case last ti and bring her disgrace, right?
For the sake of proving Fei Ji guilty, I’ll hold back, I won’t lose my temper, I won’t lose my temper!
She looked at Wu Qianman’s phone screen: "What’s this? Why does the interface look so familiar?"
Wu Qianman: "Baby, this is a newly popular law-thed stream, broadcasting the police arresting Fei Ji, they managed to record Fei Ji jumping out of a hotel window, and setting his room on fire, seemingly to destroy evidence..."
"Damn, this move is just wild!"
"Baby, his wild moves just keep coming, look, he’s fleeing into densely populated residential areas, probably going to take hostages to negotiate... Oh my, he actually, he actually..."
Wu Qianman was explaining the live broadcast when she suddenly couldn’t help but cover her mouth.
No one could have expected that Fei Ji’s escape route would lead to a place no ordinary person would ever think of.
"Capture him!!!
"Shoot him down!!!"
"Catch him alive and let him spend his life in prison!"
Everyone yelled excitedly at the live broadcast.
Chen Long, left aside, glanced sorrowfully at Xi Zuzi, passed out on the table, and silently lit a candle for Mr. Bo in his heart.
Sir, everyone’s so busy, no one is concerned about you...
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