Chapter 134: Hoping The Other Is Dead
Ji Ziyao looked at Xuan Xia with a horrified expression. He hadn’t even said anything yet, and she was already saying he was seeing things!
And you’re saying there’s no situation?
“This is right at the police station entrance!” Ji Ziyao exclaimed in shock.
Committing a crime openly at the police station entrance?
Are the criminals in Jiangshi this brazen?
Xuan Xia calmly looked at him and said, “Yeah, you said it yourself—this is the police station entrance. Look at all these cameras around. What do you think could happen?”
As she spoke, she even raised her finger and gestured around, making Ji Ziyao look carefully.
Ji Ziyao thought about it—yeah, it couldn’t be that brazen, right?
It was probably an angle issue; he had misseen it. He was too sensitive.
Ji Ziyao quickly convinced himself.
Seeing him convinced, Xuan Xia relaxed too. Normal people definitely wouldn’t be this brazen, doing something like that at the police station entrance—but unusual people might.
Besides, bad guys like Ren Yaokun and Ren Yaozhe still wanting police protection? Fat chance!
Now that Ren Yaokun was caught, Xuan Xia felt it was time to go back to sleep. Just as she was about to call Ji Ziyao, her line of sight swept over Qin Yi nearby.
She saw his gaze fixed on the spot where Ren Yaokun had been dragged into the car, his expression inscrutable.
Outsiders like Ji Ziyao could be fooled, but Qin Yi knew exactly whose people had dragged Ren Yaokun away.
Seeing his expression, Xuan Xia’s first reaction was that he was plotting something bad.
Qin Yi soon noticed Xuan Xia’s line of sight, withdrew his gaze from outside, and turned to her.
As soon as he spoke, “You’ve changed a lot.”
Especially after getting involved with his little uncle.
Xuan Xia: “…”
Changed changed changed—treating her like the Monkey King, huh?
Xuan Xia sneered mockingly: “Is it that hard to just admit outright that you never knew the real me? You’ve never looked at me properly. The moment you accidentally catch a glimpse, it’s that others have changed. It’s always everyone else’s problem, while you’re pure and innocent.”
Qin Yi was left speechless by the retort, his face darkening a few shades.
“It’s getting late—let’s head back quickly.” Ji Ziyao noticed the anomaly in the atmosphere and immediately spoke up.
Before leaving, Xuan Xia didn’t forget to reiterate to Qin Yi once more: “The world is vast; I hope everyone can just consider each other dead.”
Qin Yi stared at her in a daze, his expression full of nothing but shock. He hadn’t even recovered by the time Xuan Xia had walked far away.
Xuan Xia followed Ji Ziyao to the roadside to wait for a car. A taxi happened to stop right in front of them, and a man and a woman got out.
Very coincidentally, both were acquaintances.
The man was Qin Yi’s roommate Lin Xu; the woman was Ji Weiyi.
Both of them froze upon seeing Xuan Xia.
They knew Qin Yi had been taken to the police station, so they had come to pick him up, but they hadn’t expected to run into Xuan Xia.
And Xuan Xia leaving the police station at this hour meant…
Ji Weiyi’s gaze at Xuan Xia was especially complicated.
Her mind raced with wild thoughts: Was Xuan Xia with Qin Yi? She knew Qin Yi had contacted Xuan Xia.
Xuan Xia’s gaze indifferently swept over them, with no intention of greeting.
This made Lin Xu, who had been about to speak, quickly shut his mouth.
His sixth sense told him he’d just embarrass himself.
It hadn’t been that long since they last saw each other—how did today’s reunion feel like it had been decades?
The car to pick up Xuan Xia arrived, and Xuan Xia got in with Ji Ziyao.
By the car, Lin Xu said to Ji Weiyi, “Qin Yi’s out.”
…
In the car, Ji Ziyao asked Xuan Xia, “What’s your situation?”
Xuan Xia slanted her eyes at him. “Just the situation I explained earlier inside the police station.”
Although she and Ren Yaokun each stuck to their own story, she insisted her version was the truth.
Ji Ziyao instantly recalled her arguing fiercely with the book cafe boss inside the police station, quickly shoved those scenes out of his mind, and said irritably, “I’m not asking about you and the book cafe boss. I’m asking about you and your classmate.”
“What classmate of mine?”
Oh, that one.
“Even less of a situation there.” Xuan Xia shifted her gaze to the car window, clearly not wanting to talk about it.
“Really no situation?”
“Really not.”
Whether he believed it in his heart was one thing; on his lips, Ji Ziyao was very tactful. “Alright. Good if there’s not.”
But after a while, Ji Ziyao suddenly remembered, “I just recalled what the internet was saying about you before—that you were chasing a male classmate at school?”
“Hiss…” Xuan Xia turned back.
Ji Ziyao raised an eyebrow but said, “I know that’s just a rumor.”
Xuan Xia still glared at him: Then why spread rumors!
Ji Ziyao drawled the final line, “Now I’m even more sure.”
Xuan Xia warned, “You’d better be.”
***
The next day, Xuan Xia left Jiangshi for the film crew in Nanshi.
On the way, she messaged Daoist Master Qin to ask about Ren Yaokun.
Given that Xuan Xia was the number one contributor in catching Ren Yaokun, Daoist Master Qin didn’t hide anything from her and shared the information obtained from interrogating Ren Yaokun overnight.
Speaking of which, this Ren Yaokun was quite resilient. He was questioned all night until morning before he finally opened his mouth.
Ren Yaokun said that although he wasn’t with Ren Yaozhe, he knew Ren Yaozhe’s whereabouts. However, aside from knowing possible whereabouts, he swore to heaven that he knew nothing about what Ren Yaozhe was doing or planning.
Xuan Xia: “Don’t believe him!”
Anyway, she didn’t trust that Yaokun really didn’t know Ren Yaozhe’s intentions. The two were in cahoots—how could he not know.
‘Daoist Master Qin: I think he doesn’t dare lie.’
Xuan Xia: “He even uses the same bell as Ren Yaozhe—how could he not know? Don’t believe him!”
‘Daoist Master Qin: Ren Yaokun says he does everything Ren Yaozhe tells him to. He follows orders without asking questions.’
Xuan Xia: “Huh? You believe that? What kind of relationship do those two even have?”
‘Daoist Master Qin: The relationship of mastermind and puppet.’
Xuan Xia looked at the message and belatedly remembered—oh right, Ren Yaokun’s identity info was fake.
Then Daoist Master Qin told her Ren Yaokun’s real identity.
Ren Yaokun’s real name was Ge Duoyu—just an ordinary guy who left home, struggled for years in a strange city, and still had nothing to show for it.
Near New Year Festival one year, he lost all his money gambling. While pondering doing something drastic, he ran into Ren Yaozhe, couldn’t resist the temptation offered, became Ren Yaozhe’s puppet, and started working for him.
Because of this, he really didn’t know what Ren Yaozhe was up to. He also understood that knowing too much led to bad ends, so he always kept his curiosity in check.
Of course, he might not have controlled his curiosity perfectly—otherwise, he wouldn’t have let slip about Miaoxiang in front of Xuan Xia.
But he even less expected that Xuan Xia would actually go to Miaoxiang, stumble right into Chu Miao Village by chance, and then track it all the way back to Ren Yaozhe.
If he’d known earlier, he definitely would have kept his mouth shut better.
After finishing the limited content Ren Yaokun had confessed, Daoist Master Qin turned to talking about Xuan Xia, clearly displeased between the lines at her reckless boldness.
Xuan Xia looked at the text and could even picture his expression and tone in her mind.
Thinking it over carefully, yeah, she had been impulsive.
But honestly, if it happened again, she’d do the same.
