Chapter 1265 - 1265: Looks Like an Honest Man

Tonight, there is no wind and no snow.

But for some families in Kyoto, it is definitely an unsettling night...

Most families who received the notice to "gather at Zhonghui Hotel at eight o'clock tomorrow morning" reacted similarly to the father and son duo, Wang Yinbo and Wang Zhiping.

The younger generation was cautioned by the elders in their homes to be cautious with their words and actions, and not to cause trouble.

Some well-informed families, aware of the Demon Suppression Action Team's existence, inquired intensely with their younger members about any connection to Qi Guanghe's serious injury.

After receiving assurances that there was no connection, they gave even more serious warnings!

...

The sun rose and filled the land with brilliant light.

This was a rare good weather day in Kyoto since entering the cold winter months.

In the conference room of Zhonghui Hotel, rich youngsters gathered, all yawning endlessly, looking sleep-deprived.

Apart from this commonality, each person had an older companion, the youngest of whom appeared to be over forty.

The usually carefree rich kids had never been subjected to such constraints, and many began to talk.

However, they could hardly finish a sentence before being abruptly interrupted by their elder companions beside them.

As a result, the crowded conference room maintained a silence, broken only by the sound of yawns.

This scene was somewhat eerie.

At eight o'clock, the conference room door opened.

A tall and a short figure, a man and a woman, walked in.

The man had shifty eyes and a mole with a tuft of hair at the corner of his mouth, making him appear quite frightening.

The woman, on the other hand, was covered in freckles, with lips painted as if ready to devour someone.

For a moment, the young heirs stared wide-eyed at the man and woman who stood behind the microphone, suspecting that they were circus performers who hadn't removed their makeup.

The man patted the microphone twice and asked in a grating voice, "Is everyone here?"

This person was naturally Xiao Feng in disguise.

The short figure with a freckled face beside him was naturally Hua Ling.

To be frank, Hua Ling was quite dissatisfied with this appearance.

But considering the money involved, he gritted his teeth and accepted the look.

"Why is everyone acting mute?" Xiao Feng said in a heavier tone.

In the conference room, people either sitting or standing exchanged glances, but no one spoke.

After a moment, an elderly man standing behind Qiu Junxian, looking about sixty years old, bowed and said, "Well, we also don't know exactly how many people you have called here.

Therefore, we're not very clear about whether everyone is here."

Hua Ling clasped his throat and said, "Then let's take a roll call; anyone whose name is called will stay, and those who are not called, please leave temporarily."

The old folks looked at each other and simultaneously started frantically signaling to their heirs, ensuring they didn't forget last night's instructions.

Once the roll call was over, the elders all left, leaving the young heirs anxious.

Those sitting were on edge, and those standing had slightly trembling legs.

Xiao Feng scanned the room; apart from Dong Min and a few others who had no connection with Qi Guanghe, most of the younger generation involved in the disturbances in Jiangcheng were gathered here.

Don't blame your brother for being ruthless; you all chose this narrow path!

Xiao Feng thought to himself and then said, "You should all know why you've been gathered here today, right?"

"We know!"

"Our families told us."

The heirs nodded one after another, except for Qiu Junxian, who seemed a bit absent-minded but still nodded with the flow.

"Since you know, then please each talk about your evaluation of Qi Guanghe and your grievances with him."

As he spoke, Xiao Feng stepped off the stage and, seemingly casually, stopped in front of Wei Jianhua: "Let's start with you."

Wei Jianhua stood up, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said, "Qi Guanghe is generally kind to others, and I have never had any conflicts with him."

Upon this declaration, many twisted their faces; this guy could really lie through his teeth!

Qi Guanghe, kind to others?

While still silently mocking in their hearts, they noticed Wei Jianhua pulling out a card from his sleeve and handing it to the scary-looking man.

"There's five million on this card, buy yourself a meal!"

These words were spoken in a volume just loud enough for the first few rows to hear.

In an instant, many were stunned!

Wei Jianhua was blatantly bribing him?

Then they immediately thought that Qi Guanghe's serious injury probably had something to do with him, otherwise why offer a bribe?

They watched as Xiao Feng quietly pocketed the bank card, patted Wei Jianhua on the shoulder, and laughed: "Hmm, you look like an honest man, I can rule you out as a suspect."

"..."

At this moment, the entire conference room was silent enough to hear a pin drop.

Ruling out a suspect was so casual?

Xiao Feng naturally didn't care what the rich heirs thought; with Wei Jianhua as the "guide," the rest would be easy to handle.

He moved his footsteps to the right, looked at Wang Zhiping next to Wei Jianhua, and said in a neutral tone: "Your turn."

Wang Zhiping was immediately stunned. Should I offer a bribe?

However, knowing he truly had nothing to do with Qi Guanghe's injury, Wang Zhiping mustered up his courage and said, "Qi Guanghe is not a bad person at heart.

Although I've had minor disputes with him, I would never seriously injure him."

"What's your name?" asked Xiao Feng.

"Wang Zhiping."

"Wang Zhiping," Xiao Feng nodded slowly, "According to the information I have, the last time Qi Guanghe was hospitalized was because of you, wasn't it?"

Wang Zhiping hurriedly said, "That time was just an accident, and I had nothing to do with him being seriously injured this time."

"Your suspicion is high," Xiao Feng said while stroking his chin, rubbing his thumb furiously against his index and middle fingers.

This movement almost drove the observant heirs to curse out loud. Could you be any more obvious?

"You!" Wang Zhiping glared angrily, wanting to erupt, but Wei Jianhua tugged at his trouser leg.

He came to his senses, remembering his father Wang Yinbo's countless cautions last night.

Suppressing his rage, Wang Zhiping pulled out a bank card from his pocket, lowered his voice, gritting his teeth as he said, "There's two million on the card, the password is 313131."

Xiao Feng took the card but didn't move away, clicking his tongue twice, "This only proves that your causing Qi Guanghe's hospitalization last time has no direct link to his current serious injury.

But your suspicion is still heavy!"

Finishing his words, his right thumb started rubbing between his index and middle fingers again.

Wang Zhiping's vision turned black, almost vomiting blood, as he gritted his teeth: "I only have this much with me."

"No worries, no worries." Xiao Feng grabbed his right hand with his left, patting his wristwatch with the other while winking.

As if to say: You get my point...