Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

Chapter 599 Who else can solve this dilemma?

Midsummer's heart thumped suddenly.

"Dead?" She twitched the corners of her lips, her expression slightly stiff, paused for two seconds, and sneered, "You two masters and apprentices teamed up to tease me? Let's save this kind of childishness."

She turned to leave.

"I'm not lying to you! He's really dead." The boy stopped her, and his tears fell like beads on a broken string on the pear wood box he was holding carefully. In this small office, in the silent moment of looking at each other,

It makes a gentle muffled sound.

"Master was very happy to come back two days ago. He told us about you and that Miss Sheng was reincarnated. Now, I can only come to you."

There was a moment of emptiness in my heart on a midsummer night.

It was like a silent movie playing in my mind, recalling the scene of Master Fang Xuan kneeling down to worship him that day, shouting one fairy at a time, and then playing the scene of him snatching candy from a child on the street, making the child cry and make arrogant remarks.

He was a guy with a very out-of-touch personality and a bit of an old-fashioned naughty attitude.

Suddenly my nose felt a little sore.

She watched the boy cry silently and missed her master. She could not help but think that she also missed Lone Ying.

"do not Cry."

She took two tissues from the coffee table and handed them to him, "Last night..."

She was a little choked and paused before asking: "I saw that he was fine last night, why did he suddenly become like this?"

She stared at the box in his arms and roughly guessed that it was Fang Xuan's urn.

My heart ached.

A living person whom I saw with my own eyes yesterday has turned into a pile of ashes in front of my eyes today. I can no longer speak or see each other again.

"The master founded the church before and taught many people about metaphysics and fortune-telling. It offended people in the north. Some time ago, they went to the master's house, smashed up his house, and threatened him not to allow anyone to teach for free. They said it was broken.

Their rules." The boy sobbed. "They also painted red paint mixed with pig's blood on the door, released rats and cockroaches, and splashed water. The neighbors complained about the master, so he didn't go home for a long time."

Midsummer night is silent.

"The master was afraid that they would seek revenge from those students, so he contacted those students and planned to suspend school temporarily. Only then did he find out that several people under him secretly collected money from the students. It was clear that the teaching was free, but they secretly collected a lot of money. When the master

When I tried to contact them, I couldn't reach them at all."

On Midsummer Night, I thought about what the woman said yesterday. She invested almost all her family money in the church. Because the master said he was going to leave school, he thought he was a liar. Now he couldn't get the money at all, so he got into a fight when he saw him.

If what the boy said is true, then Master Fang Xuan is really unlucky.

"Then he was yesterday..." Midsummer Ye kicked the trash can in front of him. He carefully wrapped the paper he had used to wipe his nose into a ball and threw it in.

"One of them ran away. We asked the landlord and it was official that he had met with people from the north, so it was the people from the north who paid fortune tellers and engaged in metaphysics who deliberately bribed him to frame the master. The master went to them to argue, and the result was that

……result……"

He was crying so hard that he was out of breath. Shengxiaye handed him a tissue again and said, "Slow down your breath and speak slowly."

She probably guessed it.

It seems that Fang Xuan really knows these things, so he threatens his colleagues in the north. They try every means to defeat Fang Xuan so that his family can dominate.

This old man is really desperate for his life if he goes there alone.

"He said he would come back at night, but we still didn't see him, so we went to look for him and found him abandoned in the grass of an abandoned neighborhood on North Street. He was covered in blood and died with his eyes open."

The young apprentice gritted his teeth, "The master must have been killed by them! As long as the master is gone, the dignitaries in the city will have no choice but to go to the north to find them if they can't find the master to tell fortunes and interpret fortunes. All their gentlemen will belong to the North Gate."

This is a big fraud organization. They don’t like the mysticism like the master at all, and they even sacrifice their lives for the advancement of Taoism!”

Shengxiaye comforted him for a while and promised to report the matter to the police. The police would notarize whether it was right or wrong.

Jiangcheng is very efficient and can arrest the perpetrators in less than a day.

Sure enough, he was a subordinate of the boss of Beimen, but he firmly denied that he was involved. He only said that he was busy when Master Fang Xuan came to the door, so he asked his younger brother to drive him away first. The younger brother also confessed that it was Master Fang Xuan who provoked and provoked him with his words.

That's why he took action, and he was willing to take full responsibility for it.

"Impossible! You were ordered by your boss! How could you kill someone on your own initiative?"

When the young apprentice saw the handcuffed young man, his eyes were so angry that he wanted to rush over and grab him, question him, and force him to tell the truth.

The little guy looked back at him, looking very helpless and pitiful, "I really just made a mistake. I didn't mean to kill him in the first place. He kept yelling at me and cursed me for not letting him into the house to see the boss."

It was a disaster, so I wanted to give him two knives so that he would remember it for a long time. He had to hit him at the last moment, and then the knife pierced his heart, but I couldn't do anything."

"You're talking nonsense! You think my master is dead without proof!"

I dragged him back on a midsummer night. He was crying so hard that his shoulders were shaking, like a pitiful and unwanted child, and his face was red from crying.

After the police took him away, Sheng Xiaye comforted him in a soft voice, "Don't be afraid, the legal network is very open and there will be no leaks. If he is really behind the scenes, sooner or later he will be exposed."

He looked at her with tears in his eyes, "Really, Miss Sheng?"

She nodded, "It's not that the person who killed your master by not reporting the time has not come will definitely pay the price."

The police also began to recover the membership funds that had been defrauded. Many members learned that Master Fang Xuan was not involved and was brutally murdered by people from the north just to beg money for them. They all came to express their condolences to him. In the first two days,

Many people came. Seeing that people would be buried tomorrow morning, the wind made the door outside the mourning hall creak. I felt depressed on a midsummer night, so I went to the corridor to blow in the cold wind for a while.

The lonely shadow is gone.

She had just sat down to find out that Master Fang Xuan was really proficient in mystical principles and was not just a fool, and he was also dead.

So who else can save Gu Fengchen from his current predicament?

The phone vibrated with another gossip notification. Nowadays, Gu Fengchen appears in public more and more often, and his popularity is no less than that of many popular young men in the country. She doesn't know what his purpose is, but he is with

You Qi's feelings are also attracting more and more attention.

"I left because I was afraid that you would die, but you ended up harming You Qi again." She looked at the profile of Gu Fengchen secretly photographed by the paparazzi on the phone screen, and traced the outline of his face in detail with her fingers.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car not far away.

She looked over and saw a black car parked on the side of the road. Mr. Gu Lintian was helped out of the car by the butler and walked into the mourning hall.

She frowned. In the past two days, she found out that many dignitaries in Jincheng had asked Master Fang Xuan to tell fortunes and interpretations. However, after he passed away, no one had time to visit him. Gu Lintian was the first one.

(End of chapter)