Chapter 214 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

Victory or defeat can often be decided in an instant.

Xuan Feng seized the opportune moment, acting decisively. He moved to Wang Fen’s side and firmly gripped his wrist. His fingers tightened, and in the next second, the sound of bone cracking was heard.

The steel pen in Wang Fen’s hand dropped, revealing his pained expression.

Alas, there is no "most" painful, only "more" painful.

Xuan Feng gave Wang Fen no chance to retaliate. Without hesitation, he grabbed the middle-aged man by the throat, lifted him from the ground, and instantly slammed him against the nearby wall.

His speed was astonishing, and his strength considerable. The middle-aged man’s body seemed to be pinned to the wall, utterly unable to move. His entire face turned as red as a pig’s liver.

Bai Xi slowly approached and said calmly, "Xuan Feng, don't crush him to death."

Since this person had no past grievances with Han Zheng and Han Fang, why would he kill them, and by hypnosis at that?

She had remained silent and inactive until now, observing Deng Liang's reaction to him. She could tell Deng Liang trusted him.

She chose Deng Liang as the head of Shang Yang’s Security Bureau because Deng Liang possessed a righteous heart and was not the fool the prisoner had called him; he was actually quite intelligent.

Deng Liang’s swift trust in him must have stemmed from thorough investigations into his family matters and his entire being. Yet, even so, no conclusive evidence had been found.

Therefore, this person was either deeply entrenched within Shang Yang’s Security Bureau, or he had been replaced entirely.

If he had been replaced, why the substitution? Merely to kill two criminals who were likely to be sentenced to death? If he was a mole, after such a long period of infiltration, why emerge now, only to kill Han Fang and Han Zheng? There had to be other hidden motives behind this!

Xuan Feng then released his grip. The middle-aged man slid slowly down the wall, gasping for air and erupting into a fit of coughs, utterly disheveled.

Bai Xi stepped forward, stopping in front of Wang Fen, and said calmly, "Speak. By what method did you kill Han Zheng and Han Fang?"

Wang Fen’s face was pale with pain, but a mocking smile played on his lips. He had lost all his previous fawning and obsequiousness: "Ha, winners are kings, losers are criminals. Since I've fallen into your hands, I never intended to survive. Aren't you supposed to be capable? You accuse me without evidence, so use your intuition and guess!"

Bai Xi said softly, "Hypnosis."

Wang Fen faltered slightly, looking at Bai Xi with a hint of inquiry.

Bai Xi glanced at Han Rui, who immediately understood.

Although he had deliberately acted haughty earlier, demanding benefits from Bai Xi, he was still keen on clearing up this case. After all, the deceased were surnamed Han. Even if they deserved to die, they should have faced due process and the sanctions of China, not died so obscurely.

He turned to Wang Fen, a captivating smile in his eyes: "Wang Fen, do you think we're questioning you to find out what? In truth, we've already uncovered the real story. We merely wish to confirm the information we've gathered through your confession."

Wang Fen looked at Han Rui, his eyes filled with inquiry: "What have you uncovered?"

His inner thought: If my scheme is exposed, I won't survive. But if the information I've hidden isn't meticulous enough, and I reveal the cooperation between the Kui Hall and Han Zheng and Han Fang, then I will be the sinner of the Kui Hall.

Han Rui smiled, his lips curling: "You're in our hands, and you still have the nerve to ask what information we have? However, I've never been a stingy person. We discovered information about the Kui Hall from your residence and from Han Zheng and Han Fang. Tsk, tsk, I never imagined you hid so deeply."

Wang Fen’s eyes widened: "Impossible. There was no information related to the Kui Hall in Han Zheng and Han Fang's residences."

His inner thought: That’s not right. I’ve been lurking in China for over thirty years. I’ve been extremely careful about my residence and have left no clues related to the Kui Hall. As for evidence, as long as I am alive, no one can possibly find any evidence linking me to the Kui Hall. However, if they investigate closely, they might find something about my scheme to swap duty shifts and attempt to kill Han Zheng and Han Fang.

As for Han Zheng and Han Fang, after receiving the order, I secretly infiltrated their residences and destroyed all documents that could be related to the Kui Hall. The method of killing them was also provided by that person.

When I was in contact with Han Zheng and Han Fang for transporting illicit drugs, I had already secretly hypnotized them. To silence them, all I needed to do was get close to them and blow the small whistle, which could be hidden in the mouth, in a place where they could hear it.

As expected, I pretended to go to the restroom. As I reached the door, I secretly blew the whistle.

The whistle was very strange. To me, it seemed to emit no sound. At that moment, I worried if my operation was flawed, but I saw a young man walking from a distance, so I could only pretend to be passing by and left quickly.

However, the whistle had evidently worked. Han Zheng and Han Fang committed suicide in their cells.

Even with an investigation, they should only find evidence of me killing the two, how could they possibly find anything about the Kui Hall? How did this matter become so complicated?

Han Rui frowned slightly, the charming smile gone from his beautiful eyes, replaced by coldness.

He had no idea what the Kui Hall was.

But Han Zheng and Han Fang colluding with others to transport contraband into China was a violation of the Han family law and the laws of China. If it were to be made public, it would be a fatal blow to the Han family.

Whether for the Han family, for Shang Yang, or for the common people of China, he had to thoroughly investigate this matter. But…

He looked at the security bureau personnel around him.

Bai Xi instantly understood his meaning and said softly, "Deng Liang."

The wound on Deng Liang’s neck was still bleeding. Upon hearing Bai Xi’s words, he immediately came to his senses: "Eldest Miss, is there any instruction?"

Bai Xi said calmly, "Take your men and wait outside. Do not allow anyone to approach this room, to prevent the prisoner from escaping."

Having learned from past mistakes, if he were to question Bai Xi’s orders again, he would truly be foolish. He immediately acknowledged the command, clasped his hands, and withdrew, taking all the security bureau personnel with him.

Seeing this, Han Rui felt a surge of gratitude.

The Han family’s collusion with outsiders for private drug trafficking, even with Han Zheng and Han Fang dead, would implicate the Han family. Gossip was a terrifying thing. The more people knew, the more it would spread… Even if the Han family were ultimately not held responsible, they could be ruined due to their reputation and other voices.

And now, aside from Wang Fen before him, Han Rui trusted everyone present implicitly. With such people present for the interrogation, he naturally had nothing to worry about.

He slowly stepped forward, a smile of satisfaction on his face: "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Although Han Fang and Han Zheng were not on good terms with me, they were, after all, my uncle and my cousin. I know their habits and where they used to hide important things much better than you do. You only investigated their residences, so naturally, you assumed nothing was left behind."