CHAPTER 227: CHAPTER 200

Qinghe City, inside a five-star hotel.

A middle-aged man with a briefcase under his arm, wearing a suit and hair slicked back, knocked on the door and entered a room.

Before entering, he spoke fluent Hua Country language without a trace of accent. If a Mandarin teacher were to pass by, they’d likely praise his standard pronunciation.

But once he was granted permission to enter, he started speaking in a foreign language that others couldn’t understand.

However, he had just said one sentence when the man sitting on the sofa gave him a cold glance.

The warning in his eyes was very evident.

The man in the suit quickly understood and reverted to speaking Hua Country language.

"Indeed, I was being inconsiderate."

Secretly, he admired the cautious behavior of the man before him, even in such a private space, he didn’t let down his guard.

Hearing his seamless Hua Country language, the slightly older man on the sofa finally smiled.

Instead of jumping straight to business, he complimented the man’s Mandarin.

"Your Mandarin is really good. It’s all thanks to us placing you here from a young age."

However, by comparison, his Japan accent was quite pronounced.

After two sentences, he eagerly began discussing business.

"How is that Luan Huacheng recently? Still not giving in?"

He couldn’t understand why Hua Country people could be so stubborn, not wanting to earn money. "Is he an idiot?"

Seeing the man opposite shake his head, he furiously stomped his cane on the ground a few times.

These past few months, he wanted to buy that piece of land; the only stumbling block was Luan Huacheng. They had tried both threats and incentives, but nothing worked.

After he finished venting, the man in the suit tentatively asked, "Mr. Matsuboto, is that piece of land really that important?"

He didn’t understand Feng Shui, only worked under Luan Huacheng, so he couldn’t grasp what was so good about the land.

It’s remote, without many residential areas nearby.

Obviously a loss-making purchase.

The man called Matsuboto lifted his eyelids, revealing his very fierce-looking triangular eyes.

"You don’t understand."

Matsuboto held a high position in Japan and was openly visiting Hua Country under the guise of business. When the suit-wearing man heard this, he instinctively lowered his head.

"If they buy this land, it might not benefit them much," he shifted his tone and his gaze became more menacing, "but if we buy it, it would be very detrimental to them."

Qinghe City was considered a first-tier city, with countless economic trades. He aimed to strike at such cities, causing irreparable consequences.

No one expected it to be stuck here.

The man in the suit, having worked with Luan Huacheng for a long time, understood him to some extent.

So he said, "I know him. Once he decides on something, he won’t change easily."

"If this land is really a must-have, then the only solution is to make him unable to participate in the decision-making temporarily."

Matsuboto exhaled lightly.

This was the reason why he took the risk of being seen to meet the other party.

"If he’s not around, what’s the likelihood of me getting the land?"

The man in the suit slightly bent forward and gave an exact figure.

"One hundred percent."

He was already familiar with the people around him and had once subtly inquired about their opinions on this matter.

"They all think that boosting the economy is a good thing."

Besides, foreign enterprises are quite a normal thing now.

Matsuboto finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

This was the most comforting news he’d heard in days.

He even managed a genuine smile.

He slowly stood up, walked over to the man in the suit, patted his shoulder, "Young man, your future is limitless."

After turning around, his expression suddenly turned extremely malicious.

His voice, however, remained light, "Since that’s the case, we’ll just have to make him disappear."

The tone was full of regret, had it been about something else, others might’ve believed it.

"Last time he managed to escape by luck, but this time, he absolutely won’t."

...

Since clearing away those ghosts, Mu Yunchu had been resting for a few more days.

As she watched the online store’s business gradually stabilize, she was finally able to relax a bit.

And ever since Yu Linlin said those things in her livestream, there were non-stop speculations and opinions online, making her even more reluctant to add to the commotion by going live.

That event had even increased Jiang Ci’s popularity compared to before.

She had even come across news that he was participating in some real-life escape room variety show.

But she just casually scrolled past it.

Today, when Mu Yunchu saw the weather was gradually turning into spring and the sun was shining brightly, she stretched and thought about tidying up and going live.

But she suddenly paused, feeling a premonition.

And then she calculated with her fingers.

Hmm... not today.

Sure enough, not ten minutes later, Zhou Zhicheng’s call came through.

"Hello? Yun Chu, are you free today?"

Mu Yunchu didn’t answer immediately but pondered for a moment before asking back, "Is it because the murder case at the haunted house hasn’t progressed?"

"Not much progress," Zhou Zhicheng’s voice was hoarse, likely from lack of rest, "And early this morning, another body was found."

Calling Mu Yunchu seemed like he really had no other options.

So after she dealt with the matters at the store, Mu Yunchu headed to the police station alone.

Actually, Zhou Zhicheng wasn’t as desperate as she thought but was indeed stuck.

He had already adjusted his thinking. Since Mu Yunchu was part of their unofficial team and could help catch the culprit early, why not seek her help?

...

When Mu Yunchu arrived at the police station, Wen Xu was still in the autopsy room and hadn’t come out yet.

"We’re just about to have a case discussion meeting."

Before Mu Yunchu listened in, Zhou Zhicheng planned to explain the situation to her thoroughly.

"Actually, the case should be described starting with this victim."

He took out a photo.

It was of the victim killed by Zhang Cheng.

Mu Yunchu lowered her gaze at it. It was a girl whose features were still somewhat tender, looking no older than twenty. Possibly because of her bangs, she appeared even younger.

However, apart from her face being calm, the rest of the photo was shocking.

Her nearly naked body was full of scars, besides the livor mortis, there were dozens of wounds of various sizes. Though not deep, they were still terrifying to look at.

Mu Yunchu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Were these... caused by a whip?"

Then she looked up to Zhou Zhicheng for confirmation.

The latter nodded with both anger and helplessness.