CHAPTER 912: CHAPTER 463

The lounge was silent.

Only a few people’s heavy breathing intermingled.

"Mr. Chen."

Fang Cheng stared at the emotionally charged man in front of him for a long time before slowly opening his mouth:

"Before answering this question, I would like you to honestly tell me, do you have a very important secret, hidden from us?"

"Secret?"

Chen Xu’an’s body stiffened almost imperceptibly, the excitement on his face instantly replaced by bewilderment.

He awkwardly smiled:

"No, why would I deliberately hide important information?"

"I can’t wait for you to quickly find the murderer, calm this storm, and restore the Chen family’s former tranquility."

"Mr. Chen, a wise man doesn’t speak in riddles."

Lin Chuqiao also stepped forward, her voice cool:

"Since we chose to ask you face to face, it means we have enough evidence."

"Now everyone should be open and honest, so we can solve the crisis the Chen family faces faster."

"If you still think about covering up, if a misunderstanding causes clues to be cut off, not only will it delay the capture of the murderer, but ultimately the Chen family’s troubles won’t be resolved, and friction will inevitably arise between us. At that time, no one will look good."

Her words were gentle yet carried an implicit threat.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

Pan Wendi slightly moved his wrist, the joint made a light "crack" sound.

Bai Ling also puffed up her cheeks, her big eyes fixed tightly on Chen Xu’an.

However, Chen Xu’an just hung his head, his fringe covering his eyes, only seeing his Adam’s apple repeatedly rolling.

He was clearly wrestling with whether to confess a deliberately hidden matter.

Fang Cheng did not urge but just looked at him calmly and spoke again:

"I found some interesting clues in your brother Chen Shaoze’s room and your grandmother’s room, these clues all point to one place..."

Chen Xu’an suddenly lifted his head:

"What place?!"

"The northwest corner of the Chen Family Manor, that sealed old building."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu’an’s shoulders quivered slightly.

Fang Cheng met his surprised gaze openly and continued:

"When we left the hospital, we actually returned to the Chen Family Manor to investigate that old building."

"Besides coffins and tablets of Chen family ancestors, there was nothing else suspicious inside."

"But in the basement, we found a bizarre statue with three eyes and the unidentified corpse of an old man."

These words struck the other’s heart like a heavy hammer.

Chen Xu’an stared at Fang Cheng for a long time, his breathing becoming rapid.

Finally, his gaze shifted from hesitation to determination, exhaling a long breath.

"As expected..."

He seemed to have made up his mind and said in a deep voice:

"Since you’ve uncovered so much, I have no need to hide anymore..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ling immediately clenched her little fists protectively to her chest and leaned closer to Fang Cheng.

Pan Wendi, on the other hand, lent his shoulder slightly forward, adopting a posture as if ready to act at any moment.

Lin Chuqiao also tensed her body, her eyes vigilantly watching Chen Xu’an.

Fang Cheng remained standing calmly, but his muscles beneath his clothes were already poised like a rock.

As soon as the other showed the slightest movement, he could unleash a thunderous attack.

Chen Xu’an seemed not to sense their hostility and slowly said:

"To be frank, the source of the series of upheavals in the Chen family may very well originate from that Black Building."

He paused and then deliberately explained:

"The Black Building is where our Chen family stores the ancestral remains, involving secrets of the family’s bloodline abilities. I didn’t mention it to you before because it’s a taboo for the Chen family..."

He spoke to himself, his gaze shifting, suddenly noticed the four of them tense as if facing a formidable enemy, and a trace of bewilderment appeared on his face.

"What are you all doing?"

Then he woke up to it and gave a self-mocking smile:

"Could it be...you suspect I’m the murderer?"

"Xiao Chen."

Pan Wendi shrugged and bluntly said:

"It’s not that we want to suspect you, but your previous behavior was indeed suspicious."

"Indeed."

Chen Xu’an froze momentarily, then shook his head with a bitter smile:

"If I were to investigate this case, I would also target the Chen family’s second son, this good-for-nothing who benefits the most, as the primary suspect."

He sighed, raising a hand to rub his brows.

"My talent isn’t high, I can’t compare to my elder brother groomed to be the heir from a young age, nor my younger brother born clever and good at pleasing grandmother."

"A month ago, I had already been marginalized in this family and only wanted to be a wealthy young master peacefully."

"I never imagined, even in my dreams, that so many things would happen later..."

"During this time, I kept wondering why wasn’t I the one attacked, why was I the one who had to shoulder the family burden?"

He murmured as if confiding the distress in his heart.

The previously elegant and refined demeanor of the noble family scion had vanished, replaced by a deep fatigue.

Fang Cheng and Lin Chuqiao exchanged glances.

Chen Xu’an’s display completely took them by surprise.

They originally thought he was calculating and would eloquently argue or even outrightly tear faces to initiate a fight.

Unexpectedly, he would directly let down his guard and spill such unbearable truths in front of outsiders like them.

If he was acting, then the performance was almost too good.

So expressive, without winning an Oscar would indeed be a waste of talent.

"Mr. Chen."

Bai Ling couldn’t help but murmur softly:

"Since you know the source of the trouble, why haven’t you taken action all this time, allowing your family members to be harmed and suffer the pain of black magic?"