Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 242: Chapter 241 Xue Bing’s Interrogation

”Lu Tianxing, who exactly are you? Come clean about whether this matter is related to you, or if it was schemed by you in secret.”

Xue Bing eyed Lu Tianxing with suspicion.

”Fuck, chick, you should really wash your brain out.”

Lu Tianxing, dumbfounded by Xue Bing’s words, looked at her as if she were an idiot, ”Officer Xue, are you stupid? Only an idiot would collude with them. If I wanted to kill Bai Zhiqing, there were plenty of opportunities. I could’ve fucked her first and killed her later, and fucked her again then killed her again without any problem. Why would I bother with all these tricks? I...”

As he spoke, Bai Zhiqing’s icy gaze fell once more onto Lu Tianxing.

Feeling Bai Zhiqing’s murderous intent, Lu Tianxing abruptly swallowed his next words, smirked, and said, ”In any case, this matter has nothing to do with me. As someone who’s supposedly fated to know you, I advise you all to pay extra attention to the foreigners entering Modu during this period. They are the real danger. But remember, don’t get into any conflicts with them, otherwise, considering you’re all just rookie soldiers, well, heh heh...”

Lu Tianxing left the rest unsaid, but the implication was clear.

Xue Bing’s face turned ashen. As a police officer, how could she allow someone to insult her profession?

Xue Bing said darkly, ”What do you mean by that? Are you looking down on us? Believe it or not, I could arrest you right now for slandering the police.”

Lu Tianxing waved off her remark and, under Xue Bing’s dark glare, said something that frustrated her to the point of nausea.

”It’s not that I look down on you, I simply don’t consider you at all. To ordinary people, you might seem formidable, but to these assassins, you’re no different from ants. Don’t glare at me. You think if a fully armed man battled with a bunch of kids, who would win? Of course, the armed man is the assassin, and you guys are just kids.”

”You...”

Xue Bing glared at Lu Tianxing with murderous eyes, wanting to retort but not knowing where to begin. Lu Tianxing wasn’t wrong; the police always faced those who rob with knives or wield makeshift weapons, all clearly amateurs and not truly frightening.

But assassins were different; they received the most professional training, crawled out from piles of corpses, really seen blood, killed people. Their equipment might be on par with the police, but in a real-life-or-death struggle, the ones who’d end up dead would certainly be the police.

Assassins, to survive, might risk everything, but how many police officers truly risk their lives? Very, very few.

”Captain Xue, come take a look. The car that fell into the river was salvaged,” said Officer Zhao Shan, approaching with a deathly pale face, holding a blood-red invitation. ”We’ve also retrieved the body of a foreign man who was driving the car. He’s dead, was murdered, and this was stuck in his throat.”

At that moment, when Lu Tianxing saw the invitation, a spark briefly flitted across his eyes, then vanished without a trace, leaving his face expressionless, indifferent as he looked at the invitation.

”Zhao Shan, what is this? An invitation?”

Xue Bing took the invitation and examined it.

The entire invitation was made from some bizarre, unknown metal that appeared to have a metallic texture yet was unexpectedly light when held, almost weightless.

The entire invitation was a creepy shade of blood-red with no remarkable features. On the back, there was an image of a Judge dressed in ancient robes, holding the ”Book of Life and Death” and the Judge’s Pen, his head bowed so his face couldn’t be seen. Behind him, numerous Evil Ghosts appeared to be howling, as if truly existing, sending a chill down the spine of anyone who glanced at it.

With a casual flip, Xue Bing saw three large characters ”Judge’s Mark” on the front.

The three small-seal script characters seemed to come alive, as though cries of ghosts and howls of wolves rang beside her ears, chilling her to the bone as if countless hands were stretching out from endless Hell, trying to drag a soul into eternal torment.

”Snap!”

Startled, Xue Bing dropped the Judge’s Mark onto the ground, involuntarily stepping back as a look of unmistakable fear appeared on her face.

”What... what is this?”

Taking several deep breaths, Xue Bing looked fearfully at the invitation on the ground. In that instant, she felt as if her own soul was being pulled into Hell, feeling an icy chill down her spine and unrest in her heart.

Seeing Xue Bing’s reaction, Zhao Shan wasn’t surprised, because his response when he saw the invitation earlier had been even greater: he had been so frightened that he sat on the ground, gasping for breath for a long time.

Bending down to pick up the Judge’s Mark that fell to the ground, Zhao Shan slowly began, ”This thing is the murder weapon that killed the foreign man, deeply piercing his throat. I’ve tried, this invitation appears to have a metallic texture, but it’s no different from an ordinary paper invitation, easily bendable, unless a special technique is used; otherwise, this thing couldn’t possibly pierce a person’s throat.”

”The perpetrator is a martial artist, and a very strong one at that.”

Xue Bing came back to her senses, taking a deep breath. For a martial artist, using leaves to fly and kill was an insignificant feat; even a leaf could become a murder weapon, let alone a piece of paper.

”Martial Artist?”

Zhao Shan was slightly taken aback; he had only heard about them and had never seen one, always thinking that martial artists were only a bit more formidable than ordinary people.

”What on earth does Fu Tu intend to do, not knowing what the Judge’s Mark represents? To kill a mere ant with such fanfare?”

Listening to the conversation between Xue Bing and Zhao Shan, Lu Tianxing muttered quietly.

Although Lu Tianxing’s voice was low, Xue Bing, who was always attentive to Lu Tianxing, heard it. She didn’t catch everything, but the words ”Fu Tu” were clearly heard.

Instantly, Xue Bing’s gaze sharpened, looking like she was facing a great enemy, her eyes firmly locked on Lu Tianxing.

”Lu Tianxing, what are you mumbling about, who is Fu Tu?”

Xue Bing’s gaze was piercing as she looked at Lu Tianxing, her tone aggressive as she demanded, ”Lu Tianxing, come clean, do you know something, speak.”

Hearing this, Xue Bing’s colleague Zhao Shan’s complexion also changed; he quickly pulled out a handgun and aimed it at Lu Tianxing, his muscles tensed, ready to fire at any slight move from Lu Tianxing.

”Lu Tianxing, you’d better tell the police everything you know. I think you should be aware that these assassins won’t rest until they achieve their objective. Do you want Mr. Bai to be constantly targeted by these assassins?”

Xue Bing kept her eyes sharply on Lu Tianxing, closely watching every movement, trying to read any slightest hint from Lu Tianxing’s face.

Under the watchful eyes of Xue Bing and the others, Lu Tianxing grinned, laughing it off and said, ”What do I know? I don’t know anything, Officer Xue, you’ve got the wrong person.”