The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

193: Chapter 193 Our Own PeopleBefore Han Jingyang could even get a word in, Ye Fei hung up the phone.

This left him feeling very frustrated.

What kind of mess was this?

How was he supposed to save him?

He wasn’t a god or an emperor; he couldn’t issue a pardon, nor could he bring Wang Xiaoyong back from the dead.

How could he save him?

Was he supposed to tell the police that Ye Fei was wrongly accused?

The police would have to believe it for it to matter.

Even if he had a certain friendship with Shen Yuhai, he wouldn’t have a say in a matter like this.

The police had performed an autopsy before making the arrest, which meant they already had preliminary evidence. Even if it was incorrect, it was still evidence; they wouldn’t arrest someone just on a whim.

Under these circumstances, there was no room for him to intervene at all.

Unless... the real killer was found.

Han Jingyang frowned.

Finding the killer was easier said than done, but in reality, how could it be that simple?

From Wang Wei’s death to Wang Xiaoyong’s, three landlords had already died. The police must have investigated, and the fact that there were no results yet only meant the killer was hidden very deeply.

He wasn’t that elementary school student who was an expert at solving cases.

Asking him to do this kind of thing—wasn’t that just making things difficult for him?

Whatever, he’d just let nature take its course.

If he happened to come across something, he wouldn’t mind lending a hand.

But he would definitely not take the initiative to do such a thankless task.

In any case, he didn’t have any special friendship with Ye Fei, so whatever happened, happened.

Han Jingyang turned his head to look at Liu Jing.

Liu Jing’s expression was very conflicted. Meeting Han Jingyang’s gaze, she sighed. ”Boss, you decide for yourself. Just act like I’m not here; don’t make a wrong decision because of me.”

A wrong decision?

Indeed, this kind of matter wasn’t easy to get involved in. If handled poorly, it could turn into another battle like the one at West Slope Village.

Although he had won easily at West Slope before and even seized a wealth of spoils...

What normal person would want to fight for their life every day?

In any case, Han Jingyang didn’t want to.

However, just as Han Jingyang and Liu Jing returned to Jiguang Zhai, someone came to the door.

It was Ye Fei’s parents.

The elderly couple entered and, without a word, fell to their knees with a ’thud,’ weeping bitterly. ”Master Han, please save our Xiao Fei.”

As they spoke, they pulled out money—there was cash and bank cards—along with a fairly large blue and white porcelain bowl.

Liu Jing hurriedly helped the couple up. ”What are you two doing? No one can help with this kind of thing; it’s not a matter of money.”

Ye Fei’s father’s face was streaked with tears. ”Xiao Jing, we’re from the same township, and our families have a good relationship. I beg you, help Xiao Fei. Ah, your Uncle is kneeling to you...”

Liu Jing frowned slightly, glanced back at Han Jingyang, and supported the elderly couple as they went out. ”Let’s talk outside.”

Han Jingyang didn’t say anything. He only waited until Liu Jing had led the couple out before gathering the scattered cash, bank cards, and the large blue and white bowl and putting them back into their bag.

Even though the moment he touched the blue and white bowl, an appraisal prompt was triggered, he showed no reaction.

If he said he wouldn’t get involved, he wouldn’t. How could he change his mind just for a mere blue and white bowl?

Even though the quality of this blue and white bowl was quite good.

Ten minutes later.

Liu Jing returned to the shop, having taken the money, bank cards, and the blue and white bowl back to the elderly couple.

When she came back, she was clearly a bit angry. ”How could they be like that? Isn’t that moral kidnapping? This matter has absolutely nothing to do with you, Boss, yet they run here kneeling and crying. Anyone who didn’t know better would think you were the killer!”

Hearing this, Han Jingyang felt much better.

He liked those who were wholeheartedly on his side.

This was what it meant to be truly one of his own.

It was so much more genuine than those so-called ’own people’ who were always advising their own to be generous.

If Liu Jing had helped the elderly couple persuade him and asked him to think of a way...

Then sorry, that would be the end of Liu Jing in his heart. There would be no further opportunities for her; she would only be a bodyguard with decent combat power, and if someone better came along later, he might just replace her directly.

Thinking this, he asked with a smile, ”How did you get rid of them?”

”What else could I do? I analyzed the pros and cons for them,” Liu Jing sighed. ”They didn’t know what exactly happened either. They only knew that as soon as Ye Fei got home and finished explaining a few things, he was detained and taken away by the police. Before being taken, Ye Fei told them to come find you.”

”That Ye Fei is just giving me difficult problems.”

”True, but I reckon he was awestruck by your Physiognomy skills, Boss,” Liu Jing said, raising an eyebrow. ”Boss, your Physiognomy is really impressive. Whatever you say comes true. Although it can only predict things in the very near future, it’s still amazing. Hehe, how about giving me a reading?”

Han Jingyang shook his head. ”That really was a coincidence. Besides, it’s not a prediction; it’s pure Fortune Observation. Under normal circumstances, it’s fairly accurate, but not usually this accurate. It’s also because his Legal Disaster came so suddenly; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to see it so clearly.”

”I see. So, Boss, are you going to help?”

”No.”

”Not even if they pay?”

”No, because I have no idea where to even start. And this matter is so sensitive; how could I investigate? I’d probably be detained by the police before I even got close.”

Just as he finished speaking...

Han Jingyang’s phone rang.

He picked it up and saw it was Shen Yuhai calling.

Crap.

Could he not avoid it?

What bad luck.

Despite his annoyance, he still answered. ”Old Shen, what’s up?”

Shen Yuhai sighed. ”Don’t blame me, brother. It’s just that you really have to come down here and clarify some things.”

”Jinding No. 1?”

”Yes. Come on over, just follow the procedure, answer a few questions, nothing else.”

”Fine, have some good tea ready.”

”Guaranteed to satisfy you.”

Hanging up the phone, Han Jingyang spread his hands toward Liu Jing. ”I’ve done my best to avoid this, but in the end, I still can’t escape. I’ve been dragged right into it by Ye Fei.”

”Boss, I’m sorry...”

”What are you sorry for?”

”I’m the one who introduced Ye Fei to you. I didn’t expect him to...”

Han Jingyang put his arm around Liu Jing’s shoulders and gave her a couple of squeezes. ”It has nothing to do with you. I’m just lamenting the fickleness of life. I’ve only known him for a few days and helped him with two jobs, and both jobs turned out to have problems. I don’t know if it’s my bad luck or his, or if our horoscopes just clash.”

Liu Jing leaned into Han Jingyang’s embrace, her face flushing red. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and her mind went blank. she didn’t even hear what Han Jingyang was saying; she only felt excited, happy, sweet, and warm...

However, at that moment, Shi Xiaoya pushed open the door and entered. ”Tsk tsk, good sister, you really know how to seize an opportunity. I was only out for a little while, and you’ve already thrown yourself into his arms?”

Liu Jing gave Shi Xiaoya an annoyed glare. ”How did the task the boss gave you go?”

Shi Xiaoya gave a sweet smile and took out her phone to play a recording. ”Boss, it’s all here. As soon as I went there, that guy named Li confessed everything. According to his own account, someone paid him to do it. They said as long as he didn’t supply sand to your house, they’d give him a hundred thousand yuan, and they even gave him fifty thousand in advance.”

Liu Jing was furious. ”Who would be so wicked as to do such a harmful and senseless thing?”

”I don’t know. Li Bing checked it himself; the phone number and the account the money came from belonged to an eighty-year-old woman. He only knows the voice was a man’s, speaking softly and politely, with a kind of... cultured feel to it.”