Beichuan City, Millennium Flower Apartments.
Wang Jiajun stood beside the car and made a call.
“Xiao Xue, I’m already downstairs.”
Shortly after, Ma Qingxue walked out of the building.
Wang Jiajun waved his hand and shouted, “Over here!”
Ma Qingxue walked over.
…
In the car.
“Uncle Wang, you’re here because of Fang Yuke, aren’t you!”
Ma Qingxue said calmly.
Wang Jiajun nodded. “Xiao Xue, I won’t ask about your relationship with Fang Yuke anymore.”
“It doesn’t matter. I ended things with him long ago. Besides, I already have a boyfriend now,” Ma Qingxue said seriously.
Wang Jiajun was shocked. He cried out, “Really, that quickly?”
“Yes! He treats me quite well. Most importantly, he’s very clean.”
Wang Jiajun smiled. “I’m too nosy about love lives, but I still have to say something. Whatever you do, take care of yourself.”
Ma Qingxue nodded. “Yes, I know.”
“Bring your boyfriend over when you’re free?”
“Mm! I will.”
Ma Qingxue went on, “Uncle Wang, you can talk about business now.”
Wang Jiajun smiled reservedly. He understood Ma Qingxue’s personality and got straight to the point, “Has Fang Yuke contacted you recently?”
Ma Qingxue replied without thinking, “Other than running into him on the street that day, we’ve never had any contact.”
Wang Jiajun frowned. “Xiao Xue, please think about it once more. This is very important to me.”
Ma Qingxue shook her head and said firmly, “Only that one time.”
Wang Jiajun continued, “Then, did he act strangely when you saw him?”
“He kept holding onto my arm and refused to let go. Is that considered strange?” Ma Qingxue asked.
“Why did he refuse to let you go?”
“I told him to get lost and stop pestering me.” Ma Qingxue gritted her teeth; her eyes filled with disgust.
“Mm!” Wang Jiajun’s face darkened.
He understood the conflicts between Ma Qingxue and Fang Yuke rather well.
He was equally clear about their personalities.
Although Fang Yuke had his own family, he was admittedly sincere about Ma Qingxue.
However, he had concealed his marriage, after all. Given Ma Qingxue’s character, she definitely would not get together with him.
Even if Fang Yuke were to get divorced, Ma Qingxue still would not forgive him either.
At that time, Wang Jiajun had been worried that Ma Qingxue would do something extreme. But, fortunately, she got through it.
“Uncle Wang, do you have anything else to ask?” Ma Qingxue asked.
Wang Jiajun came back to his senses and said, “No.”
“Then I’ll leave first.”
“Mm! Go!”
“Goodbye, Uncle Wang!”
“Goodbye!”
After parting with Ma Qingxue, Wang Jiajun drove towards the luxurious villa area in Beichuan City.
A few minutes later, he arrived at his destination.
Wang Jiajun walked to a villa and pressed the doorbell.
A few burly men in black suits walked over.
They were the guards of this villa.
“I’m from the city police. I’m here to ask President Fang something.” Wang Jiajun flashed his police identification.
The guards took a careful look, and one of them said, “Officer, our master is not feeling well. So he’s not accepting any visits for now.
“If you have any questions, please come again another day.”
Wang Jiajun continued, “Can you tell President Fang that Wang Jiajun is here to visit him?”
The man’s expression changed slightly. He exclaimed, “You’re Director Wang?”
Wang Jiajun nodded. “Yes.”
“You guys, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and open the gates for Director Wang.” The tall man ordered the guards around him.
The gates opened, and Wang Jiajun walked in.
The tall man led Wang Jiajun to the living room and instructed the servants to prepare hot tea and pastries for him.
“Director Wang, Old Master is unwell.
“If you have any questions, you can ask me.
“I am Master’s personal bodyguard.”
Wang Jiajun said, “You should know why I’m here.”
The tall man nodded and said, “Director Wang, Young Master Fang would never commit suicide. It must have been a homicide.”
Wang Jiajun frowned. “How can you be so sure?”
The tall man whispered, “You should know a little about my master’s family.”
“What do you mean?” Wang Jiajun pried.
The tall man looked around warily, then pulled Wang Jiajun to the pavilion in the front yard.
He said softly, “Director Wang, don’t tell me you don’t know about the car accident a few years ago!”
Wang Jiajun nodded solemnly. This car accident had caused a considerable sensation.
They quickly found the cause of the accident.
It was because the driver of the truck was drunk.
The Fang family couldn’t accept it at that time, but all the evidence gathered pointed to the truck driver.
Finally, the case was concluded with the truck driver drinking while driving.
Fang Liang lost his eldest son and second daughter at the same time. As a result, his black hair turned white, and he grew haggard.
Now that he had lost another son, the pain was unimaginable.
Since the tall man had brought up this accident, perhaps there was some unspeakable secret about it.
Wang Jiajun said sternly, “Cut to the chase.”
The tall man said with all seriousness, “Director Wang, I’m sure that both Young Master Fang’s fall and the car accident involving First Young Master and Second Miss back then were all murder.”
Wang Jiajun frowned. “Do you have evidence?”
“Yes!” The tall guy said resolutely.
Wang Jiajun’s expression changed. It seemed that this trip was not in vain.
The big guy looked around and said very carefully, “You should know how the Fang family came to prosper, right?”
“Mm!”
People born and bred in Beichuan City were no strangers to this story.
The tall man continued, “Back in the early 1930s, society wasn’t as stable as it is now.
“Especially those martial arts schools. It was common for people to be beaten to death while competing.
“And the Fang family were not originally natives of Beichuan.
“They came to Beichuan, and to make a living, they chose to challenge[1] other dojos. The money would come quickly that way.
“Beichuan was only a small city, so the overall standard of the dojos was mediocre. None of them was a match for the Fang family.
“Just like that, they settled down in Beichuan with the money they earned from the challenges.
“I happened to hear this from Master once.”
Wang Jiajun frowned. “What does this have to do with what happened to the Fang family?”
“Master’s ancestors challenged and won against all the dojos in Beichuan and even killed people.
“By now, won’t the descendants of those dojos create trouble for Master and his family?”
“Where’s the evidence? I want to see the evidence.”
The tall man said quietly, “Director Wang, you already have the evidence.”
Wang Jiajun’s pupils contracted as a name popped up in his mind.
“Di Tai?”
The tall man nodded meaningfully.
Wang Jiajun’s face darkened as he thought to himself, “It seems that my earlier thoughts were correct. There is indeed a connection between Di Tai and the Fang family.
“If the death of Di Tai’s family is directly related to the Fang family, what role did the Fang family play?”
…
Not long after, Wang Jiajun left.
A few minutes later, Fang Liang walked out of the room.
He leaned on his walking stick, looking very worn. The wrinkles on his face were like old tree bark. A man in his fifties but looked to be in his eighties, aged.
When he walked out, the tall man immediately ran over and supported him.
“Uncle!”
“How is it?”
“Given Wang Jiajun’s personality, he will definitely continue investigating now that he has this information.”
Fang Liang could not help but smile. “If they want to breed unrest in the Fang family, at most, we’ll fight to the death. No one will have an easy time.”
[1] It was done by openly walking in and provoking the people inside for a fight
