The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 308: Visiting

Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Visiting

At this moment, Wu Shanshan’s face looked somewhat grim, her fists clenched. “Shang Wenfei a grade one female student at Binhai Canadian International School, committed suicide by drowning in a lake one week ago. Yan Yi, who happens to teach the swimming class at this elite school… could Shang Wenfei’s death be related to him?”

However, these are just speculations by Huang Xiaolong and Wu Shanshan at present, and they do not have direct evidence that links Yan Yi to Shang Wenfei’s death.

Of course, if Huang Xiaolong asked the drowned ghost, Shang Wenfei, to manifest her ghost form and directly questioned it, he would know the answer.

But the image of the drowned ghost was too terrifying; Huang Xiaolong didn’t want to scare Wu Shanshan and cause her to have nightmares when she went back to sleep at night.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at the absent-minded Shang Wenfei and then smiled at Wu Shanshan. “Fatty, you can go investigate this slowly. Don’t conclude so soon.”

“Damn it!” Wu Shanshan gritted her teeth. “Yan Yi has been too attentive to me these past few days, presenting himself as a refined and elegant gentleman… Even though I don’t like him and don’t have feelings for him, I can’t deny that he is indeed an outstanding man. But if…if he impregnated a grade one student and then caused her death resulting in two deaths…then he’s just a beast! No, worse than a beast!”

“Hehehe… Fatty, you’re quite righteous,” Huang Xiaolong laughed, “Don’t worry, in a few days, I should be able to give you an answer.”

Huang Xiaolong thought to himself that taking the drowned ghost Shang Wenfei home and interrogating her thoroughly would do the job.

“Little Long, can… can you find some evidence?” Wu Shanshan asked eagerly. “It would be great if we had evidence. Shang Wenfei shouldn’t die unjustly. Whether Yan Yi was responsible or not, we need to find the real culprit… well, and the father of her child.”

Just then, Wu Shanshan’s cell phone rang.

She looked at it and said to Huang Xiaolong in a low voice. “It’s my father calling.”

She answered the call.

“Dad, why are you calling me? It’s still early… What? Yan Yi is at our house? He brought his parents too? I’m so annoyed!” Wu Shanshan looked displeased.

She ended the call.

“Little Long, Yan Yi brought his parents to visit my house. My parents asked me to come back immediately.” Wu Shanshan’s face turned ashen. “Perfect! I’ll go back now and confront Yan Yi about Shang Wenfei! If he really did it, I’ll arrest him right there! Let him go to jail!”

“Er…” Huang Xiaolong was at a loss for words. “Fatty, why are you so rash? You’re like a brute! No, a brutish woman… Do you think he would tell the truth if you asked him about it? I’m telling you, it’s best not to say a word and avoid alerting him, right?”

“Oh,” Wu Shanshan pondered and found Huang Xiaolong’s words to make sense, so she nodded repeatedly. “Yes yes yes, Little Long, you are my brain trust… Right, we shouldn’t let him know we’re onto him. We’ll wait until we have the evidence, then we’ll arrest Yan Yi and throw him in jail! If I don’t sentence him to life imprisonment this time, I’m not Wu Shanshan!”

“Brutish woman!” Huang Xiaolong laughed speechlessly.

That’s the kind of person Wu Shanshan is, fiery and outspoken, but Huang Xiaolong quite liked her straightforward personality.

Then, Wu Shanshan stood up and left the private room. “Little Long, why don’t you come home with me… um, my parents have been asking about you recently, saying they want to invite you over for a meal… They… they miss you a lot.”

“Oh, Fatty, I won’t be going over today.” Huang Xiaolong glanced at Shang Wenfei from the corner of his eye.

“Suit yourself then. I’m leaving first.” A trace of disappointment flashed in Wu Shanshan’s eyes, she was really hoping that Huang Xiaolong would accompany her home.

Wu Shanshan left for home.

Huang Xiaolong also called the waiter to pay the bill.

Then he took Shang Wenfei and headed towards the residential area.

“I guess you must have been wrongly accused, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t hold such intense resentment, and even in death, you won’t let go of Yan Yi…” Huang Xiaolong cheerfully spoke to Shang Wenfei.

Shang Wenfei looked up with her hollow eyes and glanced at Huang Xiaolong.

“But you don’t need to rush. Once we get to my house, you can tell me at your leisure. Don’t worry, the bad guys will be punished.” Huang Xiaolong smiled.

Soon, Huang Xiaolong arrived at the entrance of his villa with the drowned ghost, Shang Wenfei.

Under the streetlights, there stood two men at the entrance of the villa, apparently waiting for Huang Xiaolong.

“Who are you? What are you doing in front of my house?” Huang Xiaolong went up and asked.

“Ah You, are you Mr. Huang?” A dignified middle-aged man walked over. Another middle-aged man walked behind him, like a follower.

On closer inspection, Huang Xiaolong noticed that the man in front had a square face, thick eyebrows, and a pair of large eyes. Moreover, he exuded an aura of authority.

In Huang Xiaolong’s view, the man was surrounded by a purple aura, a symbol of officialdom and nobility, even though it was evening.

This purple aura formed a protective umbrella around the middle-aged man, shielding him from common evil spirits.

‘Heh This guy must be a high-ranking official. I wonder why he’s looking for me.’ Huang Xiaolong laughed inwardly.

But he wasn’t intimidated at all. How did it matter if the person from the officialdom? In the eyes of the only ghost representative between heaven and earth, all beings are ants; some ants are just stronger, and some ants are weaker.

At this time, Shang Wenfei appeared to be a little afraid of the purple aura surrounding the middle-aged man, and she shrank back a little.

Huang Xiaolong simply took out the Soul Tube and temporarily put Shang Wenfei inside.

“Mr. Huang is truly a promising young man.” The middle-aged man paid a compliment.

“Just say what you have to say.” Huang Xiaolong was a little impatient.

“Young man, you should be polite.” The follower behind the middle-aged man scolded Huang Xiaolong.

“Oh?” Huang Xiaolong glanced at the man and sneered. “That’s just me, if you don’t like it then leave.”

“You!!!” The follower’s face changed, and he was about to explode.

“Ziqin, shut up.” The middle-aged man glared back at the follower. He then looked at Huang Xiaolong and composed his words. “Mr. Huang, I heard rumors from the security guards about what happened at your house last night…hehe…I didn’t expect you to turn this notorious haunted house in Binhai into something valuable…well…umm…”

The middle-aged man stuttered, struggling to spit out his words.

Clearly, it would be extremely damaging for him if people knew he was consulting Huang Xiaolong about ghosts and spirits given his status and identity.

The reason he came to find Huang Xiaolong today was indeed a case of desperation.

“Why can’t you speak clearly?” Huang Xiaolong shook his head, “As far as your face suggests, your progeny is weak, having ill-dark complexions and slanted unibrows, do you have a problem with your children? Also, although you have protective noble energy, you still have a blue line flashing in your illness sector. For you, it won’t pose too much of an effect for now, but in the long run, it may lead to a calamity involving bloodshed, and it could also affect your official career.”

At the mention of this, both the middle-aged man and his follower trembled, staring in disbelief!