Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 559: Chapter 559 Beauties (16)_1 Chapter 559: Chapter 559 Beauties (16)_1 “Today! You must die!”

Before the sound of Fu Qian’s voice had faded, the face of the Night Watchman, Suzune, had already emerged from the shadows.

Compared to the last time they had met, she was clearly full of murderous intent, and her mood had worsened considerably.

“Please, take a seat!”

Fu Qian narrowed his eyes, scrutinized the young Night Watchman for a moment, and gestured with his functioning left hand.

“Considering my plethora of sins, may I know which accusation I’m facing?”

“Still playing dumb!”

Watching the fearless Fu Qian, Suzune let out a cold laugh.

“Kisaragi Iketa is dead.”

…

Kisaragi Iketa?

Fu Qian furrowed his brow.

“The father of Kana Kagetsu?”

He recognized the name from Kana Kagetsu’s dossier.

“What do you think?”

“Not long ago, Kisaragi Iketa was found dead in his house.”

“That’s indeed unfortunate, but why are you convinced it’s my doing?”

Fu Qian asked, curious.

“Why would I want to kill an old man?”

“Because his liver was missing.”

Staring intently at Fu Qian’s face, Suzune said each word deliberately.

“Even if I can’t be a Night Watchman after today, I won’t let you go.”

…

So that’s it…

After a moment’s contemplation and having stuffed a spoonful of pasta into his mouth, Fu Qian set down his utensils and pushed the other plate towards Suzune.

“Would you like some? Today’s your lucky day.”

…

“I don’t follow your meaning.”

Her bewilderment was evident in Lady Suzune’s reaction to his behavior.

“Fate is so wonderful, isn’t it? If I were you, I’d eat up and have a kebab afterward.”

Fu Qian didn’t clarify for the puzzled Night Watchman, and as Suzune stared at the pasta in the plate, he was silently making his judgments.

It appeared that the Yasui Group didn’t just have the power to cover the sky with one hand on Ye Island; they were also quite audacious!

Fu Qian had, of course, sensed her abrupt approach earlier, including the surging murderous intent she emitted.

Thus, when Suzune made her move, not only was Fu Qian unsurprised, but he even played the gracious host to the extent of taking some injury.

He was curious as to where her killing intent stemmed from.

The most obvious explanation was that she had learned of his use of the Miracle Elixir and had seized the opportunity to act within the law, eagerly confronting him.

After all, it was only natural for the Yasui Group to report the list of Miracle Elixir consumers to the Night Watchman.

And if that was the reason, then to avoid affecting subsequent actions, he would have to deal with this passionate youngster first.

Luckily, she was fond of talking, which quickly led her to reveal the real reason, and he was thus fortunate to escape a predicament.

This was why Fu Qian had claimed that today was Suzune’s lucky day.

Now, it seemed his unique case as a cannibal was something the Yasui Group took seriously, likely hiding his name from the list for the time being.

…

“Kisaragi Iketa is dead, and his liver was even removed?”

Fu Qian rubbed his chin, thoughtfully asking Suzune.

One must admit, it did sound like his handiwork.

And for her to take the risk of violating Night Watchman principles in her fury to come after him seemed perfectly reasonable.

“Dare you claim this has nothing to do with you?”

Seeing Fu Qian’s demeanor, Suzune couldn’t help but raise her voice sternly.

“Why wouldn’t I dare? But before we continue, could you turn off the recording device on you?”

“Trust me, it’s in your best interest.”

…

Unable to understand how Fu Qian had discovered it, Suzune clenched her teeth, reached into her clothing, and turned off a device.

“Good!”

Fu Qian praised.

“First of all, I’m not the murderer.”

“You say you’re not, but how can you prove it?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Fu Qian pointed at the plate in front of him.

“If the liver was taken by me, why would there only be ketchup in here?”

“…Do you think I’d believe you? You could have hidden it somewhere and waited—”

“That’s impossible,”

Fu Qian interrupted.

“Once a liver isn’t fresh, the taste is much worse. Don’t question my taste.”

…

“In fact, this is also why I told you to turn that thing off.”

In silence, Fu Qian suddenly leaned in close to Suzune’s face.

“Did you rush over here believing I was the killer, or did you think it’d make a good story to impulsively kill me while believing I’m the killer? How much could you justify to the public?”

“You…”

For an instant, Suzune’s eyes flickered evasively.

“Deception is a means to an end, but self-deception is pure folly,”

As he spoke, Fu Qian shook his right hand.

The dagger was inserted deeply into the table. He quickly gave up trying to pull it out and instead slowly lifted his hand in reverse, letting the dagger pierce entirely through his palm.

The wound, without a doubt, tore even wider.

“So, have you confirmed who the real culprit is?”

With his blood-drenched hand, Fu Qian casually grabbed a spoon and handed it to Suzune.

“Not yet.”

Gazing at Fu Qian’s palm, Suzune hesitated for a long time before taking it.

Staring at the plate of pasta in front of her, the next moment she bizarrely scooped up a spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth, thereby indirectly admitting her thought of seizing the opportunity to kill.

“Actually, I know who it is,”

Just then, Fu Qian suddenly spoke up.

“You know?”

Suzune, with food still not swallowed, stared at him with widened eyes.

“How could you, who is it?”

“Kagetsu Kana.”

…

“Nonsense!”

The moment Suzune heard Fu Qian’s answer, she froze, and moments later she slammed her hand on the table and stood up.

“You should avoid being constrained by stereotypes, especially as an enforcer like you,”

Fu Qian gestured for her to calm down.

“In your eyes, Kagetsu Kana is nothing but a naive, rebellious, and ignorant victim, misled by others.”

“But think about it, is there a slight possibility that she is indeed the perpetrator?”

“I don’t understand what you mean.”

“Think carefully, remember well, you have seen the answer,”

Fu Qian said with a coaxing tone.

I’ve seen…

Subconsciously muttering to herself, Suzune shuddered all over and her eyes widened as she looked at the plate on the table.

“What she ate yesterday was…”

“Right, quick response,”

Fu Qian praised her once again.

“Impossible! What did she eat?”

Under the surge of intense emotion, Suzune’s voice was somewhat hoarse.

“Somewhere nearby in a school, there was a student who hasn’t been seen since yesterday afternoon,”

Fu Qian said with a smile.

That student was called Fu Qian, he thought to himself.

“I…”

Recalling the scene of Kagetsu Kana gracefully eating yesterday, Suzune suddenly felt a nauseating disgust.

The next moment she covered her mouth, ran to the side, and vomited out the pasta and everything else.

“I can’t just take your word for it.”

After regaining some composure, she looked sternly at Fu Qian again.

“Moreover, he was her father.”

“Indeed, you don’t have to completely trust me, but now you have two suspects,”

Fu Qian still wore a smile.

“Unfortunately, one of them has just taken the Miracle Elixir.”

“And as you said, that falls within your area of responsibility.”