Fu Xinyue supported Fu Yi, looking at the empty courtyard; she felt as if her entire being was clouded, as though she had experienced a rather absurd and ridiculous dream.
She looked at Fu Yi, her voice hoarse as she asked, "Dad, the things Mom and Yuxing did... did you... know about them?"
He could not admit to knowing, nor could he say the words "did not know".
Once, he had seen Wan Qing muttering to herself in the courtyard late at night, uttering things about something that should die.
He had also heard Fu Yuxing, when drunk, occasionally mentioning that murdering someone was just a one-time affair, and that nobody could catch him.
Fu Yi did not want to, nor did he have the courage to expose them.
And now, it was too late to say anything.
After leaving Fu Yi’s home, Fu Shiyan and Duan Jianchuan took Jiangli, Xia Xin, and others and found a restaurant first.
None of them had eaten at Fu Yi’s house, and now, nearing nine o’clock in the evening, they finally had their meal.
Each one of them was starving.
But in terms of appetite, none of them was a match for Jiangli.
A whole table of dishes was almost entirely finished by Jiangli.
Watching her devour the food, everyone felt their mood somehow lifted.
Fu Shiyan could not help but suppress a smile.
Seeing Jiangli eating so quickly, he poured her a glass of water and said gently, "Slow down, Abbot, nobody’s competing with you."
Jiangli mumbled with her mouth full, "I’m already eating very slowly."
Fu Shiyan and Xia Xin almost laughed out loud.
When the group was nearly done eating, Duan Jianchuan’s phone rang a few times—it was a string of message notifications.
He checked his phone, and his smile vanished, becoming serious, "Big brother, the police have leaked some information."
The little hamster-like Jiangli immediately looked up.
Fu Shiyan noticed the grease at the corner of her mouth and handed over the napkin in front of him.
After Jiangli took it, he then asked, "Go on."
Duan Jianchuan said, "The police said, Master Mu, whose real name is Mu Dayang, confessed readily. He admitted to all the female corpses he has disposed of for Fu Yuxing over the years, naming the number of bodies, their names, and burial locations. He also admitted that he took the ashes of one female corpse and placed them in big brother’s house. But this case is complicated; it involves some special circumstances and has now been transferred to the Unusual Affairs Management Office. There won’t be further disclosure about the ongoing interrogation."
Jiangli asked curiously, "The Unusual Affairs Management Office?"
"It seems they’re sort of like a national organization managing these supernatural events," Duan Jianchuan replied.
Jiangli was even more surprised, "There’s such a national organization here?"
"There seems to be, and it’s similar to the police, only that they operate in the shadows, specifically in charge of these special kinds of cases." After encountering Jiangli, Duan Jianchuan had done some internal checks and indeed found out about such an organization.
Jiangli nodded with understanding, finding it quite interesting.
"Besides these, the police have compiled a list—" Duan Jianchuan looked at his phone, his expression growing increasingly somber.
Xia Xin’s heart tightened, and he asked in a low voice, "Is it a long list of people?"
Jiangli and Fu Shiyan looked at Duan Jianchuan.
Duan Jianchuan nodded gravely, "Starting three years ago, Fu Yuxing coerced many girls by various means. After an accident two years ago when he killed Liao Qianqian, things got out of hand. During these two years, the number of people who died at his or Master Mu’s hands is no less than twenty."
Xia Xin’s glass dropped onto the table with a clatter, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably in disbelief, "No, no less than twenty people..."
He drew in a sharp breath.
This Fu Yuxing, he’s a devil and a pervert!